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Law school is exhausting, but Javi is nothing if not stubborn. Somewhere between impossible reading, quiet teasing, and the comfort of having you beside him, even the longest night starts to feel a little easier.
Warnings: fluff, law school AU, established dating, comfort, light humor, tired but soft and cuddly javier peña
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“You’ve been staring at the same page for ten minutes.” You smiled to yourself and set down the book you’d been pretending to read.
Javi didn’t look up from the open law book spread across the library table. “I’m reading.”
“You haven’t turned a page.”
“I’ve been thinking.”
You slid into the chair beside him. The library was quiet except for the occasional shuffle of pages and the squeak of a cart somewhere between the shelves. “That’s lawyer code for ‘I forgot what I was reading,’ isn’t it?”
He finally looked over, one eyebrow raised. “You always this annoying?”
“Only around you.”
A quiet laugh escaped him before he could stop it. He rubbed a hand over his face, looking tired. There were dark circles under his eyes, and his notes were scattered across the table in no particular order.
Without saying anything, you reached for his hand beneath the table.
His fingers curled around yours almost immediately. “You don’t have to babysit me,” he said, though his thumb was already brushing slow circles over your knuckles.
“I know.”
“I’ll finish this.”
“I know.”
“And I’ll pass the exam.”
You squeezed his hand. “I know.”
For the first time all evening, the tension in his shoulders eased.
A few minutes later, he gave your hand one last squeeze before letting go. Then he closed the book with a sigh and leaned back in his chair. “Come here.”
“We’re in a library.”
“So…?”
“So people are trying to study.”
“They’ve been watching me suffer for three hours.” His mouth twitched into a grin. “I think I’ve earned one hug.”
You rolled your eyes, but stood anyway and stepped closer. Javi turned toward you, and the second your arms wrapped around him, he buried his face against your shoulder like he’d been waiting all day for exactly this. “You’re impossible,” you whispered.
“Maybe,” Javier murmured. “But I’m passing that exam.”
“You better. I’m not dating a guy who made me read contract law for nothing.”
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thank you to @time-for-my-weekly-spanking and @mcthsman for the tag. the only thing i'm actively writing for at the moment is want you back which has been pure angst.
here's a non-angsty snippet that I just wrote like 45 minutes ago that we won't see until a later part.
“Happy birthday, old man,” you say with a grin, throwing your arms around his neck and kissing him on the cheek. Lucien closes his eyes, relishing in the way your lips feel against his skin, and he aches to tilt your chin towards him and claim your mouth in a searing kiss.
“Oh, c’mon. Is forty five really that old?” he asks, his hands wrapping around your middle, toying with the hem of your shirt as if testing to see if he could get away with his fingers skating over the strip of exposed skin at your back.
“Yes,” you respond matter of factly. “In fact, I made our dinner reservation for 4:30 because I know how much you love an early bird special.” You finally pull away and set your bag down on his kitchen counter.
“Ha ha,” he says dryly, rolling his eyes, already missing your embrace. “Very funny. What time is our actual reservation at?”
“9:30.”
“You’re a pain in the ass, you know that?” he asks teasingly.
You break out into a smile and Lucien swears his heart skips a beat. You’re stunning. “You love me, birthday boy,” you jest, poking him in the chest.
Lucien looks down at your finger and then back up at you, nodding. He wishes he could tell you the truth – how you make him feel and how you’ve made his life better in every way. “Of course I do,” he admits. Lucien licks his lips and lets his gaze flit down to your mouth, his brain screaming at him to close the distance and just kiss you already. He finds himself unconsciously leaning in but then you’re gone, moving towards your bag and removing a silver party hat that you place precariously on top of his head.
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Thank you for the tags @bergamote-catsandbooks @awkwardpaws @sawymredfox @broad-shouldrs🤍✨️
Javier Peña & fem college student!reader (platonic)
I just started writing the first chapter of my "Clown" story for @ess-evo's horror writing challenge.
This is a crime/horror/mystery/thriller series set around a fictional town called Delry (sounds incredibly close to Derry huh). Reader, who's also referred to as Rivers, is a close friend of Mia, who changes after one night at a circus. Javier is a new professor who transferred to Delry College two weeks prior to the incident—but he's not just a professor.
You hadn't realized that you were occupying almost one third of the door's width as you poked your head in until you heard someone clearing their throat. Your heart almost leaped out of your ribs as if you got caught plagiarizing a reading journal.
Looking up, you were met with a pair of brown eyes and a dark, bushy mustache. Your gaze lingered for a few long seconds as you tried to place where you'd seen this face before, completely oblivious to the fact that your cheek was brushing against his tie, your face barely inches away from his chest.
Huh?
Oh.
Oh shit.
You immediately leaned back on your feet in realization. "Hi. Sir. Sorry. I was uh— looking for my friend." You rapped.
The man, also known as Mia's new, no-bullshit Introduction to Criminology professor, stared at you unamused as you flashed him a sheepish smile.
His jaw clenched in mild annoyance, scrutinizing your face before glancing back into the classroom. There were only two girls you didn't recognize and three boys left inside. "I think she left."
"Again?" You exclaimed, unaware of how tired he sounded.
The man in gray suit shrugged and walked off, the clacking of his heels echoing through the campus hallway.
You pouted in exasperation at Mia's audacity as your head followed the lecturer's figure that grew smaller with every step he took.
Thank you for reading! Feedbacks are appreciated :>
npt: @shadowqueen2024 @harriedandharassed @milla-frenchy @missadangel @aurorawritestoescape @cozymochaa @mcthsman @vodkaandpizza @petalsinblood @rosharanfiction @bardot49 @604to647 and anyone who'd like to share their wip!
Thanks for the lovely tags!💗 @bergamote-catsandbooks @vodkaandpizza @cozymochaa @time-for-my-weekly-spanking @baronessvonglitter @queenofslowburn Here’s a glimpse of the next chapter of Frankie and Ben!
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“I don’t know what’s wrong with you," Frankie pushes Ben, needing to know the truth. "But it has been going on for way too long. I thought that giving you space was the right choice, that you’d come to me when you were ready, that you'd trust me. I was willing to wait because Lucia has been with her mom since this started," Frankie continues. Bringing forward the only thing he's sure could break Ben's resolve to maintain his problem to himself if Frankie is not enough, their little girl, who is currently spending some extra time with her mom before Gabriella goes away to take care of her mother. "But I can’t anymore. What you did was reckless and selfish. We both knew the roof was slippery, that it was better to do it together and be careful. You could have died.”
Ben remains silent. Observing. Quiet in a way that feels wrong. Not withdrawn or cold. But reserved. Remorseful. As if Frankie would dare to say, ashamed. The kind of quiet that cleaved Frankie in two and made him agonise over what he had done to not be trusted anymore.
Thank you for the tags @milla-frenchy @shadowqueen2024 @petalsinblood❤️
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
Three. I'm such a lazy ass, I'm sorry. But you can always request for me to add other fics on ao3 if you want :)
2. What’s your total AO3 word count?
22 406
3. What fandoms do you write for?
PPCU fandom
4. What are your top 5 3 fics by kudos?
Only You [Javier Peña x f!Reader]
The Love is Stronger Than the Heart [Ex!Harry Castillo x f!Reader]
I'll Be Dead and Gone [QZ!Joel x Llewyn Davis]
5. Do you respond to comments?
Always! But response time vary (a few minutes to a few months) 👉👈
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
I feel like it's a tie between I'll Be Dead and Gone and The Love is Stronger Than the Heart
7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
The Love is Stronger Than the Heart if you don't read the last part 🤷♀️
jk, I'll go with Benito y Papá. It was pretty sweet, and there's Only You which was pure fangirling.
8. Do you get hate on fics?
No. Thank you for being so nice to me and my mediocre writing 🥹💕
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
I don't. Last time I tried, I cringed so hard, so I think I'll stick to making myself cry and writing sweet platonic stories that make me look like I have daddy issues
10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?
TLOU and Inside Llewyn Davis crossover called I'll Be Dead and Gone. My first fic. Llewyn ends up in the apocalypse with his emotional support cat and became Joel's flatmate. One of them died. Or maybe two.
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not that I'm aware of.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
Nope.
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Not yet, but I'm open to the possibility.
14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?
Any of the PPCU boys with Javi P. Slut Javi for lyfe!
15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
There's one that I put off last year. It was supposed to be my first fic. It's about Prof Reed and his mentee who got exposed to cosmic ray and regressed into a child. Platonic, obviously. I haven't gone past the second chapter because I couldn't figure out the science stuff (I read so many space related articles that the story itself was going nowhere lol). I still have hope for it, though.
16. What are your writing strengths?
Killing my favourite characters? I've done it twice now 😊
but seriously, maybe emotions? platonic relationships? banters? I hope so
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
Grammar, limited vocab, and repetitive sentence structures. Also spelling..? (we follow British English at school but my uni uses American, so now I'm just a confused cat who does both)
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?
I try to avoid them if I can and just use the most generic ones like for Javi P. No hablo español, unfortunately. I did try to apply my limited Mandarin knowledge into Magnolia Blooms with You.
Maybe if I ever write a story set in Malacca Sultanate then I'd mix some Malay, but I doubt that would ever happen lol unless a certain Roman general would like to pay a visit. Or if Reed Richards ever feel like jumping off Merdeka 118 with Yelena
19. First fandom you wrote for?
PPCU fandom
20. Favorite fic you’ve written?
The Love is Stronger Than the Heart, which took me like three months to finish lol and I'm quite happy with it 🤍
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Summary: What happens when two people meet each other at their lowest? And what if they don't push each other away? There is something in Alex that makes you want to know him better. And he can't deny that he finds you interesting too.
Series warnings: strangers to friends to best friends to lovers, slow burn, mentions of divorce, grief and talk about the feeling, alcohol consumption, arguments, swearing, eventual smut, poorly described music and cello terms, each chapter will have its own warnings!
Word count: -
Status: coming soon
chapter one - coming soon
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Thanks for the tag lovely @vodkaandpizza ♥️ I feel like I haven't done one in ages! So I might have put Frankie on a shelf for a little while (fear not, he will be back very soon), but I had the urge to write a story with Harry Castillo. One where he travels to Paris and meets a French girl (self indulgent much? well, that's what fanfics are for!). Here is a little snippet of what to expect
He doesn't notice the person on the ladder a few feet away from him, until he hears the noise of books falling to the ground, paired with a pretty loud "Putain!"
He turns his head, and gets a glimpse of a pair of legs rushing down the ladder, legs that attached to the body and the face of a woman who immediately bends down to gather the books on the floor mumbling what he seems to recognize as very colorful French swear words. Bending down he goes to help her, picking up some of the books and handing them back to her. He discerns a thank you in the words she tells him as she picks the books from his hands. But his French is still rusty, she speaks fast, and, he has to admit, she is strikingly pretty and for a moment he gets lost in her face, eyes and smile, until the smile falls a bit and the eyes looks interrogative and he realizes he has been staring.
"Pardon, je ne comprends pas." He can hear his thick American accent, but he hopes she can at least understand him.
