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Javier chillin' with his guitar @ Clemens point

Well anticipated Javier photos

Javier after beaver hollow :'3

The idea was that he cut his hair (like it was in rdr1) after beaver hollow, trying to forget what happened bc hair holds memories 💔 I love him SM it hurts

(should I colour (all or some) of it in?)

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Van der Linde gang has to go to court

They all said those things one after another when asked about Blackwater

Most loyal of the lot of us.

I played around with watercolour for the first time in ages, think it turned out quite well. :)

I will always protect You

Character: Javier Escuella (Red Dead Redemption 2) Summary: Your past is haunting you, but Javier quickly comes to the rescue Warnings: None Author’s note: This is my first scenario in English, I hope you’ll like it! Word count: 1,100

Birds are chirping, the sun is shining, and the lake's water was so tranquil, you almost felt guilty about your sadness. It came suddenly and quickly, and you just felt so heavy as you sat down at the table.

It's been weeks now that you joined the Van der Linde gang, and although almost everyone was so kind and friendly with you, you couldn't get away from your not that distant past. After the O'Driscolls butchered your father, they wanted to murder you too - or even worse. But you got away, and that pissed them off. How could a weakling like you escaped the O'Drisscols? They chased you for days. You left behind your homestead near Strawberry, where you lived your whole life. They followed you to New Hanover, where you lost your horse who was the only living creature from your past. You were alone, and when you thought there's no future, Javier and Charles found you, and after hearing your story, they quickly scooped you up from the dirt and brought you to their camp at Horseshoe Overlook. You swore an oath to Dutch van der Linde, and he said he saw something in you, maybe some potential, some fire, or maybe he thought you are a survivor, just like them. You didn't care about his reasons: you were grateful that you finally had a place you can call home again. And when everything got heated at Valentine, you stayed with them, and now you were sitting at the tables by the lake near Rhodes. It was a beautiful place, everything seemed pretty much peaceful, the weather was great... It supposed to be a good day.

But then the sadness came. You saw John as he tried to have a conversation with Jack, it was so innocent and warm, you felt a pain in your throat. Yeah, he was awkward around him, and Abigail had to intervene since John started to get angry over something meaningless, but in the end... they were family. Something you didn't have anymore.

You felt as a teardrop slide down on your cheek, and you almost let the river run by, when you felt a hand on your shoulder.

'Ey, is everything good, y/n?', asked Javier, and you let out a loud sigh. He was so caring, and not just now, he was like that from the beginning. He always asked how you feel, if you need anything, or just checked on you every once in a while. It felt so great every time, and you were not surprised that you fall in love with this man almost instantly.

'To be honest, Javier, no. But I don't know if I want to talk about it. It's just... I feel alone. I appreciate everyone's kindness, and I know I can talk about my problems like, literally anybody here, but even... I don't know, I just miss my life.'

Javier stood there for a second in silence, and right when you started to feel ashamed talking about yourself again, he smiled softly.

'Don't go anywhere' he said, and you stared after him confused as he walked away. But then he returned with his guitar soon, and you just smiled. Oh, he was so good with his words but even better with his music. You heard him playing his guitar so many times, but he never played anything for you in particular before. You couldn't help but smile - you felt your heart may stop when he started singing in Spanish, so soothing, so lovely that you almost felt as your problems are vanishing slowly. 

'That was amazing', you said when he stopped, looking at you with a curious smile.

'I know how hard it can be to start a new life.' he said, looking into the distance as he continued with a quiet ballad in the background 'But I'm happy that both of us found a family here.'

'I remember you telling a story about your homeland, in Mexico. You even told us about a monster who feasts on the cattle's blood', you chuckled, so did he. 'You said that your mother tried everything to raise you into a gentleman.'

'And what about your mother?' he asked quickly, almost as he tried to avoid to talk about his family. You understood that very well indeed, this was your first time opening up about your past since you were here at the camp.

'I never knew her' you said as you tried to smile at him 'She left when I was very young, I don't even remember her face that well now. My father raised me. He was a boozer. If I have to think about him, I can't even imagine him without a bottle.'

'Sounds like Uncle to me.'

He tried to cheer you up, and you were so god damn thankful for him.

'Yeah, except on a very rare occasion, Uncle can do something useful', you laughed, then you sighed again. 'After he got murdered, I was so afraid. I never really loved him, but I had some kind of respect for him. And without him, all alone, I felt so helpless.'

'After all, he was your father. But I hope you know, you don't have to be afraid anymore', he said, and he started singing again. This time, you calmed down completely.

'You know what "Te protegere por siempre" means?', he asked as he quoted from the song. 'I will always protect you. And I meant that part. No one can hurt you from now on, and I know for a fact that everyone around here thinks the same. But between us', he winked at you as he leaned closer, 'if you have any problems, or just need someone to talk, come to me first.'

You felt your heart in your throat, but you managed to smile anyway.

'Well, I happen to have a problem', you said, 'We have this beautiful lake here and I haven't seen a proper sunset yet. I had chores, or Sean distracted me with some drunk nonsense and when I had a chance to sit down, it was nighttime again.'

'Oh, if this is what your heart desires, senorita/senor, I would gladly spend my evening, watching the sunset with you.'

And as he said that, he stood up, guitar in one hand, with his other hand reaching out for you. You hesitated for a bit as you felt your legs are already shaking, but then you accepted his hand with a huge smile.

Little did he know the true desire of your heart was him for sure.

Kinktober

Knife play with Javier Escuella

Warnings: knives are used obviously so if your not into that then this is not for you

MDNI

You and Javier took off into town to get supplies for the gang but some how you now ended up in the back of the wagon exposed while he hovered over you. His knife twirled in his hand and he had a small grin. His cock throbbed in his pants as he enjoyed the view. You laid bare looking up at him with big nervous eyes. Your legs slightly shook and his body held you down.

"What's wrong I thought you enjoyed a little knife play eh?" He said looking down at you. You gulped and looked away trying to cover yourself. It's true you said you enjoyed it but you were mainly just talking. You didn't expect for this to happen but you can't deny how hot this was getting you.

The cold metal blade slid down your body and left goosebumps to cover yourself. He only pressed lightly so you wouldn't draw blood, yet. Javier looked at you with lust filled eyes and he was having a hard time controlling himself. "C'mon Amor just give in and let me take care of you..." he whispered while he kissed your neck.

You moaned lightly at the feeling and the blade stopped at your thigh. The edge pressed into your flesh and you gasped. You looked and saw blood was drawn. Javier chuckled and brought the blade to his lips and lapped up the blood. You had to admit this was turning you on and you wanted him bad. "Ok..Javier please fuck me.." you whispered into his ear seductively causing him to groan.

He quickly undid his belt, fumbling a bit and yanked him pants down. He pulled out his hard cock and grinned as he saw your eyes widen. He gripped the knife and dragged it over your chest and towards your throat. Your heart raced and your face heated up. You were squirming under his touch.

He teased your entrance and with a hard thrust bottomed out into you. You jaw went slack and your back arched. Javier placed one hand by the side of your head while the other still held the knife by your throat. He let the tip poke you and give you a small cut. "C'mon you can take it" he gives a small thrust and his words have you clenching which draw a groan from him.

He started thrusting again and set a brutal pace. The wagon shook a bit but it was the least of your concern. You just focused on how Javier was tracing your body with his knife. How good he was making you feel and how pretty he looked on top. You moaned as he placed your thigh over his shoulder so he could hit a new angle.

You moaned out his name which made his cock twitch inside you. He huffed out and he accidentally dug his knife into your plush leg. Blood started to leak out and run down and cost your leg and his knife. You whined and threw your head back. Javier chuckled and brought the knife to his lips. He suckled on it and then kicked it clean. He then brought your leg close to his face and licked at the blood. He suckled at the area and then kissed it. He muttered apologizes in Spanish then continued with his fast pace.

Your legs bounced on his shoulders and you both were close. You gripped his vest and closed your eyes. You begged him to let you cum you needed it so bad. Your pleas pushed Javier over the edge and he released his thick sticky seed in you. He chased the last of his high with a few more strong sloppy thrusts. But that was enough to have you squirt your cum all over him. You came hard and you moaned his name loudly. You could care less who heard.

No puedo hablar español pero lo voy a decir en el idioma que Javier sabe. creo que a Javier le gustan los hombres. Mira su bufanda hermano😭😭

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😭JUST BECAUSE HE WAS CALLED IT IN THE GAME DOESNT MEAN ITS OKAY TO SAY THIS!!!!!!!! THIS IS RACIST BROTHER😭😭 THERE WERE LIKE 3 PEOPLE IN THE REPLIES DEFENDING THIS MAN BUT NO DUDE ITS A SLUR😭😭

SMILLING JAVIER AHHH

Javier bot I made 🫶

The new obsession.

Mi padre bought me RDR2 and I am OBSESSED

So y'all get silly doodles

Me when people draw fanart of Javier and they forget to add his lil double chin