#La Bien Querida

[a--z--u--l]

Voy a salir a buscarte que hoy las estrellas se ven más brillantes.

[x-heesy]

L o v e 🇮🇹

I've seen more than I can remember

I remember more than I've seen

And nothing is mine except the most essential

You with me I with you, you with me I with you

You with me I with you, you with me I with you

A new way of seeing, without intentions to arrive

Every wave that breaks in the sea

It's a second that can't be replaced

And nothing is mine except the most essential

You with me I with you, you with me I with you

You with me I with you, you with me I with you

A new way of seeing, without intentions to arrive

Every wave that breaks in the sea

It's a second that can't be replaced

And nothing is mine except the most essential

You with me I with you, you with me I with you

You with me I with you, you with me I with you

A new way of seeing, without intentions to arrive

You with me I with you, you with me I with you

You with me I with you, you with me I with you

You with me I with you, you with me I with you

A new way of seeing, without intentions to arrive

Tu Conmigo by Vitalic, La Bien Querida 💃🏽 🕺🏼 💃🏽

@m-l-3 @roxiyc90 @bixlasagna @wetwicksdry @ombrabrontok @esotericsnob @invincible-selfxmade-punk @imperfectfries @jadeseadragon @wayward-cat @faccaldo 🇮🇹💃🏽🕺🏼💃🏽🎧

[gbrot]

Cuando tus ojos se cruzaron con los mios, sentí un flechazo de esos raros del destino...

- La Verdad, La Bien Querida

[vnvu]

toda la vida buscando palabras que me describan lo que yo siento por ti

[fetichesonoro]

La Bien Querida, Fuego (2017).

[girlzguitarz]

[musictomyremember]

La Bien Querida - 7 Días Juntos ft. Joan Miquel Oliver

[kei-yuki]

Ver "La Bien Querida - Dinamita" en YouTube

[x-heesy]

Thiz iz a gif attack: 🇮🇹

I've seen more than I can remember

I remember more than I've seen

And nothing is mine, except the most essential

You with me, me with you, you with me, me with you

You with me, me with you, you with me, me with you

A new way of seeing, with no intention of reaching

Each wave, that is breaking in the sea

It's a second that can't be replaced

And nothing is mine, except the most essential

You with me, me with you, you with me, me with you

You with me, me with you, you with me, me with you

A new way of seeing, with no intention of reaching

Each wave, that is breaking in the sea

It's a second that can't be replaced

And nothing is mine, except the most essential

You with me, me with you, you with me, me with you

You with me, me with you, you with me, me with you

A new way of seeing, with no intention of reaching

You with me, me with you, you with me, me with you

You with me, me with you, you with me, me with you

You with me, me with you, you with me, me with you

A new way of seeing, with no intention of reaching

Tu Conmigo (You with me) by Vitalic, La Bien Querida @luna-zylum 💃🏽

[patronsaintofposmodernity]

los jardines de marzo is sooo griddlehark coded. to me

[girasonne]

espero que caro lo deja tbh

[tightjeansjavi]

knead

A/N: so after rewatching Narcos all weekend and staring at the screen with big ole heart eyes for the infamous Javier Peña, I decided that he, like Joel, deserves nice things 🤍

~word count: 1.2k~

Summary: Javier Peña desperately needs a fucking break and to be kinder to himself <3

Pairing | Javier Peña x f!reader

Warnings: angst, mentions of guns, cigarettes, implied death(s) due to an unsuccessful raid, established relationship, fluff, hurt and comfort, Javi is incredibly hard on himself, takes place during season 3 of Narcos, both Javi and the reader speak Spanish, reader has no physical descriptions, no age gap, +18 minors dni!

Lo entiendo, hermano. - I understand, brother.

No lo entiendes, hermano. Nadie lo entiende - You don’t understand, brother. No one does.

No tienes que esperarme despierta todas las noches, querida. Tu sueño es importante también, cariño. - You don’t have to wait up for me every night, querida. Your sleep is important too, baby.

Jav, yo quiero asegurarme de que has llegado bien a casa. - Jav, I always want to make sure you’re home safe

Javi, No tienes que disculparte por nada. Por favor, mi amor. - Javi, please don’t apologize for this. Please, my love.

Siempre tan bueno conmigo - Always good to me

Te quiero con todo lo que pueda ofrecerte, cariño - I love you with everything that I have to offer, cariño

Te quiero más a ti, Jav - I love you most, Jav.

When he comes home, he’s still in his olive green tac vest. His hair is strewn about in a sweaty mess across his face. He reeks of gunpowder, stale tobacco, and disappointment. It drips from his pores and lands in a puddle at his shoes, once shiny, now dull, scuffed and speckled in blood. A failed raid. Innocence lost, and disappointment. So much fucking dissapointment that swallows Javier Peña alive.

An anonymous tip leading to more fucking bloodshed. So much for things being done differently this time around.

A hero? Hardly.

Javier doesn’t feel like a hero. Not when all he’s done is failed over, and over again.

We’ll get them next time, Javier.

Will we?

Of course. You know the Cali Cartel like it’s the back of your hand, Peña. We’re this much closer to bringing them to justice.

Justice? He laughs. If there was any justice in this world, I would be in fucking jail right now.

Lo entiendo, hermano.

Javier laughs, voice rasped in bitterness. He swings his keys around on his pointer finger, jaw ticked, muscles aching beneath the sweat stained fabric of his shirt.

No lo entiendes, hermano. Nadie lo entiende. Javier responds coldly and unlocks his car door before climbing into the driver seat.

He thinks hard on his failure the entire drive home. He doesn’t listen to the radio. He sits in silence, puffing away on a stress cigarette even though he swore he was trying to quit.

In the lowlight from the hallway, Javier is able to make out your sleeping mass under the colorful patterned quilt on his couch. He swings the door shut softly behind him and quietly locks it.

His back and shoulders are tense, aching with each step he takes. Another jab and painful reminder of his failure tonight.

Despite Javier’s protests, you always wait for him to return home. He appreciates this more than you realize. It’s his one sense of comfort that he feels he’s undeserving of.

No tienes que esperarme despierta todas las noches, querida. Tu sueño es importante también, corazón.

Jav, yo quiero asegurarme de que has llegado bien a casa.

The worn couch cushions gradually press down from the weight of his body as he slowly sits down in the unoccupied space between your covered feet. He winces when he feels that annoying pinch in his lower back and brings his hands over his face, dragging them down over his alquine nose with a heavy sigh. He pulls out his gun, badge, cigarettes, and lighter. He tosses them onto the coffee table and leans back just as you begin to stir awake from the sound.

“Jav?” You murmur softly and subconsciously reach for him over the blanket.

“Its me, cariño.” He rasps. His hand reaches towards you in the dark, finding you soon after. He laces his fingers through yours.

“Are you okay?” You ask softly, sitting up and facing him.

“No. I’m not okay.” He admits.

“What happened?”

He looks over at you through the darkness and shrugs his shoulders. “What didn’t happen.” He clarifies. His thumb skates across the back of your hand gently.

“Do you want to talk about it?..”

“No. I just..I’m tired, querida. I’m tired of failing all the fucking time.” He sounds exhausted. You know just how much his job truly weighs on him.

“Javier, my love, you are not failing all the time. You aren’t. No one thinks that you are a failure, Jav.”

He makes a snuffling sound through his nose that comes across more like a scoff. His movements cease when he feels your freehand grasp his jaw and pull him in close. Even in the dark, your eyes are soft, gentle, and laced with concern.

“Everyone tells me that I’m a hero, cariño. I’m not a hero. I’ve never been a hero.”

“Javi, you don’t have to be a hero. People mean well with their words. I know they do, but you have to try and not let it get to you this much. Okay? Javier, you have one of the toughest jobs out there. No one but yourself is going to understand how you feel. Whatever happened tonight, does not make you a terrible person, or a failure. You’re doing everything you can to take down the Cali Cartel.” You reassure him.

“I feel like I have to be the hero. Javier Peña, the dashing DEA agent that took down Pablo Escobar.” He laughed. “Cariño, I was told that this time things would be different, but they were wrong. Everytime I try to ensure that innocent lives won’t be lost, someone gets caught in a crossfire. A civilian. A child. An unsuspecting bystander. It weighs on me. It fucking weighs on me more than I’m willing to admit.” He said in an exasperated tone.

You saw the tears begin to brew along his waterline before he even realized he was crying. You detected the strain in his voice, and sprung into action. Your hand dropped from his face only to then pull him into a hug with your hand gently cradling the back of his head and your fingers slipping through his hair, nails scratching his scalp gently in hopes to soothe him.

His arms instinctively wrapped around your waist, pulling you into his lap so he could be closer to you. His warm palms slid under the thin fabric of your shirt along your lower back and he buried his face into the crook of your neck.

“I’m sorry.” He sniffled. “I don’t want you to see me like this, cariño.”

“Javi, No tienes que disculparte por nada. Por favor, mi amor.”

“You’re so good to me.” He kisses the exposed skin on your neck, the tips of his mustache tickles you as you hug him tightly, rubbing your hands up and down his back and shoulders in a soothing motion.

“And you’re good to me, Javier. Siempre tan bueno conmigo.”

He nuzzles you affectionately, wishing he could crawl inside of you and live there forever. “Cariño, can you do something for me?” He asks softly, dragging his lips across your skin once more.

“Anything, Jav.”

“My back and shoulders are fucking killing me. Can you—” you cut him off before he even has a chance to finish his sentence.

“Of course I can.”

He breathes a sigh of relief through his nose “Gracias, cariño”

He slowly drops his arms from around your waist so he can remove his shirt. He undos each button with meticulous precision and slowly slides the fabric down from his forearms. He lays his shirt along the side of the couch while you slide into the space behind him, with your thighs wrapping around his torso. He leans back into your touch, lashes fluttering shut when your hands work their way up from his lower back, kneading the tender strained muscles there.

You work your way upwards and pay close attention to the areas where he’s feeling the most pain. He murmurs praises in both Spanish and English under his breath when you slowly and delicately work through a particular nasty knot between his shoulder blades.

Your gentle, yet firm touch sends the DEA agent into a state of bliss, and he’s putty in your hands in no time.

Your chin comes to rest along the crook of his shoulder, pressing a soft kiss along his jawline. He hums and tilts his head to the side, finding your lips in a gentle kiss. A thank you. An I love you, and an I appreciate you can be tasted through the kiss. He rests his hands along your thighs that are wrapped around him, gently kneading the soft flesh with his strong, yet gentle hands.

“Te quiero con todo lo que pueda ofrecerte, cariño”

You smile against his lips, kissing him deeper while your fingers gently brush through the wispy tendrils of hair along his forehead.

“Te quiero yo más, Jav.”

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[somos-deseos]

“Con amor y cariño a quien lo necesite leer ⸙͎”

Eres la persona que siempre intenta estar ahí para los demás; debes saber que tienes un corazón increíblemente hermoso.

Eres un alma bondadosa y tienes la capacidad de calmar el caos en la mente de las personas. Debes saber que es gracias a personas como tú que aún creemos que existe la bondad.

Haces que las personas se sientan queridas. Reconoces su dolor, que pasa desapercibido para los demás. Haces que las personas se sientan amadas y vistas, inspirándolas a ser una mejor versión de sí mismas.

Sin embargo, también debes recordar que debes ser amable contigo mismo. Tú también necesitas descansar. Tú también necesitas amor y cuidados, que siempre has brindado a los demás. Y está bien priorizar tu bienestar por sobre el de los demás; no es egoísta.

Recuerda que no es posible estar siempre ahí para los demás, que no es tu responsabilidad arreglar todo lo que sale mal en la vida de alguien.

No tienes que ser siempre el hombro en el que alguien se pueda apoyar, y es posible que no siempre puedas curar corazones rotos, y eso está bien.

Tú también eres humano. Está bien tomarte un descanso.

Pide ayuda. No tienes que ser siempre tú quien salve a los demás.

— Ilewwynn ⸙͎

[ragathaknight]

[ESPAÑOL]

Lo que pudo haber sido algo bonito si las cosas hubieran acabado bien, o tal vez esto puedo haber sucedido antes de la caída de Bacon. El punto es que Jaune aprovechó una parte de su tiempo allí para tomarse un foto al lado de su querida Pyrrha. Si las cosas hubieran sido diferentes, tal vez los seguirían estando juntos como grandes cazadores.

[ENGLISH]

Which could have been a nice thing if things had ended well, or maybe this could have happened before Bacon's fall. The point is that Jaune took advantage of some of his time there to take a photo next to his beloved Pyrrha. If things had been different, perhaps they would still be together as great hunters.

Créditos por la imagen | Credits for the image: Unknown Artist (credits to their respective author)

[er-usa]

Feliz cumpleaños,

te deseo yo a ti,

pasalo de lo mejor

y que seas muy feliz.

Un año más de vida,

y los que quedan por venir,

deslumbra con esos ojos que hipnotizan

y esa sonrisa que hay en ti.

Mi querida cumpleañera,

oye mis palabras,

nunca abandones tus metas

y no caigas ahora.

Sé siempre la mejor,

sé siempre veloz,

toma todo lo negro

y vuelvelo de color.

Espero que en un futuro,

me llegues a contar,

como alcanzaste tus metas

y tu gran lista, hiciste realidad.

Espero que seas consciente,

de que siempre contarás,

con una amiga transparente,

que siempre te querrá.

Feliz cumpleaños

y recuerdalo muy bien,

que aunque en persona no esté presente,

para ti siempre estaré.

Katastrophal

[efimera-lunar-intemporal]

He aprendido a irme de dónde no hay reciprocidad, me he tenido que obligar a priorizar mi estabilidad por encima de muchas cosas que se que no me hacen bien, he tenido que despedirme de personas que no me muestran el mismo valor he interés, se que aún no soy la persona que quiero ser, pero se que soy valiente, he aprendido y ahora soy mejor que ayer, veo a mi yo de hace cinco años y ahora le puedo decir: al final si aprendí a irme de sitios en los que no soy feliz, querida niña, algún día te sentirás orgullosa de mi.

Efimera Lunar Intemporal