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Honestly ANY goofy prompt with Javier

dripping (javier peña x reader)

words: 5.5k

prompt: goofy — with food

summary: javi brings you something to take the edge off during one of colombia’s heatwaves

warnings: smut smut smut, sticky situations (literally)

a/n: this was too long for any kind of drabble and i hate myself for it and this was significantly prompted by my childish urge for snow cones mid-february. this is also half unedited filth lmao sorry

You always thought that Miami was hot during the summer, but Colombian summers felt like the devil himself had turned on the fucking broiler and left the entire goddamn city of Bogota to roast.

Every window of your apartment was pushed open, beckoning any hopeful gust of damp breeze to uselessly relieve the drowning humidity that was swelling within the cramped one bedroom home. If you could have stuck your head through the burglar-proof bars and hung half your body out onto the street, that’s probably how Javier would have found you when he slid the spare key into your front door and let himself in. 

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A collection of random Pedro Pascal pictures that I have personally never seen.

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i keep trying to memorize every detail of the moments i live in. in the soreness of my legs from standing so long at a concert, the chill of the night, the patterns of a tablecloth, the oily texture in my mouth after eating fried bananas. i keep trying to memorize the feelings, the quiet contentedness, the laughter, the excitement. i keep trying to memorize the people, their smiles, the way they speak, what makes them laugh. i’m constantly on the cusp of the next part of my life and that’s just so.. strange. but it makes it so much easier to find happiness no matter what’s happening to me, in a way? because i’m already kind of looking at life with those rose-colored glasses of nostalgia, simply because i know these are times i’ll never be able to live again, and these are people i might not always have, and that makes it so much easier to appreciate everything i might miss later. 

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for @tragedycamp.

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Wounded - Oneshot

Pairing: Ezra x female reader

Warnings: SMUT, blow job, unprotected sex (wrap it up), cussing, blood

Requested?: Yes from this ask - Ezra and you work together, he got hurt, not horribly, maybe he fell down a hill or something. You go looking for him and find him passed out, bruised, and bleeding. You take him back to the tent and fix him up. Then you help take care of him😏🔥

Author’s note: pic by @letaliabane​

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You and Ezra have been working the green for who knows how long. You feel as though you’ve been stranded on this green alien moon for years, but you know it hasn’t been that long.

You had been informed of the Queen’s Lair prior to descending the station. You and Ezra knew the Queen’s Lair would be a mecca for finding gems. Both of you would be able to take those gems off the green, back to the station, and finally get a ride home to Earth.

You missed the blue, green, and white marble. You missed your family; you missed your friends. Once there you might even miss the man you’ve been marooned with for who knows for how long.

“I’m going over a few yards,” Ezra says through his com mic.

“Fine by me,” you ground out.

“What’s the matter?” He drawls as you feel the cords tug as he begins walking away.

“Ready to get off this moon,” you hiss as you feel him unhook a cord, which tugged on your suit harshly, “careful!”

“I am careful,” Ezra drawls in his rich voice.

You roll your eyes as you hear his footsteps recede from where you are kneeling.

You begin humming a tune as you move onto another spot.

Nothing, your mind screams as quietness surrounds you.

“Ezra?” You ask over the com mic an hour or so later.

You forgot he had walked away from the spot where you were digging.

“Ezra?” You ask again.

You hear a blip over the com mic.

“Ezra!” You shout.

You hear a low moan respond.

“I’m over here,” Ezra moans lowly.

You swallow. His voice sounding like that sends a heatwave through your body. You had never thought of Ezra in a sexual way. Well, okay, maybe you did on occasion because he has been the only face you’ve been looking at for who knows how long.

Your hands have roamed your body thinking of him, thinking of his voice, thinking of how his mustache would feel against your skin.

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Francisco “Catfish” Morales

+bonus (my face during the movie)

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It is an enemy? It is a foundling. By Creed, it is in your care.

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doctor who text posts 2/?

seeing as I’m taking forever with the icons I’m making, I thought I’d present y’all with this shit in the meantime

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Me: *sees Javier Peña interact with any woman* Javi, I s2g if you fuck that woman-

Javier: *fucks that woman*

Me:

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you’re in his dms…i’m awkwardly and semi-erotically tying his shoelaces…we are not the same

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i love this man

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Javier Peña “sometimes you gotta do bad things to catch bad people.”

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Pedro Smiles™ + in leather

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Look at him. All happy 😭😭🙌🏻😍

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can pedro like choke me with those arms

pedro please put me in a sleeper hold so i can finally shut the fuck up for once