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javier muñoz as written by erin ( she / her ).
✱ affiliated with SILVER LINING ( SUPPORTER ) & JACKALS ( PROSPECT )
✱ working as MECHANIC ( FISHERY ) & FIGHTER ( HELL'S GATE )
✱ has taken up residence in BURNINGTON
✱ born on DECEMBER 3RD ( 38 )
✱ identifying as CIS MAN ( HE / HIM )
✱ known to be LOYAL, PROTECTIVE, STRATEGIC, DAUNTLESS, ADAPTABLE
✱ also know to be ABRASIVE, CALLOUS, IMPULSIVE, JADED, ARGUMENATIVE
✱ portrayed by PETER GADIOT
DIGGING DEEPER.
TW: death
Javier's childhood was never short of love, that much could be said to be true. But surrounded by siblings who excelled in an assortment of different areas and parents who had their own opinions on how their children should be, it didn't take long for Javier to feel as if he were falling behind in some manner or another, never quite living up to expectations. He didn't excel in school, didn't have natural 'book smarts' that seemed to come so easily to some of his siblings. He wasn't naturally inclined to throw himself into the military and protect people he had no real connection to, or put his own life on the line against others for some bigger than him purpose.
So he rebelled. He refused to entertain his father's whims of ultra survivalist necessity in the world they lived in, barely absorbing the random bouts of 'knowledge' he spewed. He broke curfew more often than not, stayed out late nights with friends passing a joint or a bottle of beer. He would sneak back in through his bedroom window, left cracked open for just that purpose - as if it might help him escape his mother's fury. Some nights he would simply stay out all night long, hooking up with his girl friend or finding somewhere else to while away the hours.
One thing that did stick in Javier's head from his childhood, however, was the love and importance of family. As much as he might have been a thorn in their sides or a worry in the back of their mind, Javi was always there when his siblings needed him, in one way or another. He encouraged Santiago to let loose and allow himself to enjoy his life, not just sell it to the highest offering militia. He encouraged Serafina in her quest for knowledge and medical excellence. In general, he looked out for his family - even if he wasn't inherently the best at it. He's protective of them, loyal to them - and would go to any lengths necessary to make sure they're taken care of.
Javier's wife became one of those critical people in his life, too. He fell hard and fast at a young age, and they'd decided to marry not long after graduating school because - well, what was the point in waiting? They knew what they had with each other was something special and wanted to form a family of their own. But after a few years of trying, their chances at creating their own family together would slip between his fingers.
He remembers very clearly the days and weeks that followed when the storms ravaged Chile and left very little of the only home he'd ever known behind it it's wake. The moment her fingers slipped through his and she fell amongst the crushing, burning rubble below. The struggle he went through to get to his family, to take part in Santiago's efforts to extricate them all to the Eastern American Region as his heart broke into pieces.
For years after the fact he felt lost. This place wasn't his home, these people weren't his family. And his wife was gone. It hardened him, closing off his heart, left him a broken husk of who he had once been. But as the saying goes, time heals all wounds - and Javi is working on figuring out where he fits in this world, again.
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Contrary to popular belief, Reina isn’t the worst mother to walk the planet. Sure, she’s been particularly neglectful of her children lately, but it’d be hard for her to completely abandon her youngest even while she’s on her blatant power trip. The boys can usually find a way home — or to Otto’s home, since they refuse to actually consider that their home — whether it be on the bus or riding their bikes, but Iris is far too much of a brat for that and Reina is still very much whipped for her daughter despite her distractions. So like clockwork she finds herself at after school pick up on the days she’s put her new housekeeper to work doing something more important, waiting patiently while school finishes up. Well — maybe not patiently. She’s got half a mind to storm inside the building and see what’s taking so fucking long for them to just let the kids leave, despite the fact that she’s about ten minutes early and this is how it always is. Causing a scene in front of the other moms when she’s in the throes of her PTA campaign wouldn’t exactly be smart, though, so she controls herself and finds Javier in the crowd of parents instead. At least talking to him doesn’t make her want to blow her brains out. “You’d think they’d let the kids go at least a little early when they know people are waiting,” she says through gritted teeth as she approaches the man, her irritation obvious even as she flashes a fake smile to a woman she absolutely would not be smiling at under normal circumstances. “I cannot fucking wait until I don’t have to be nice to these people anymore.”
Javier was making his rounds. His first instinct had been to find Henri. To make sure he was still living. Breathing. More importantly, that after the death of Lorenzo, his succession had been secured. It was impossible to imagine returning under these circumstances to find their organization had been flipped upside down. Not after the harrowing he'd experienced. Whatever was left- whatever remained, it needed to have a purpose. Javi would not begin to iron out the details without the only people he'd ever really trusted.
Next on that impossibly short list was Mason.
The only other human being who'd ever remained fixated at his side out of choice. Not because he'd had to. Not because that was part of his job. They shared many of the same ideals. Dealt with (and stowed away) their pain in similar ways. Javi would have scoured the city to find Mason, but his first stop seemed the most likely place to find him. A shoddy dive bar that Javier had come into ownership of by way of blackmail. The establishment served multiple purposes... Some of which were not appropriate to speak about out loud.
He'd made his way in through the back. Greeted the stock boy who'd been a Vittori hopeful. Not a single person had seen Javi in a month or more, so their surprise was expected- but what hadn't been, was how they seemed happy to see him. But the revelation doesn't so much as crease his brow. Javi continues to snake his way through the entrails of the bar until he's made his way out front, music blaring from the jukebox, and cordially announces just as loud as he can over all of the noise; "NEXT ROUND'S ON ME!"
Following the drunken cheers of the crowd, Javi rooted himself behind the bar, maneuvering until he found a specific head of dark hair sat at the far end. "Maldito bastardo. Probablemente has estado bebiendo gratis todo el tiempo que me he ido."
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javier had been one of bowie's most entrusted counsellors at camp, the young witch even taking on an unofficial mentorship of sorts. since the counsellor had two of the same shared gifts it was only natural that bowie would cling onto him, ask him questions, follow his lead whenever the camper could. there was much to be learned from someone with more experience… and the same was to be said when it came to bowie's body.
the other man's touch felt like lightening - would send a course of sensations that would vibrate throughout bowie's muscular body. inside and out. his his perky pink hole tightening around his counsellor's finger, his cock throbbing in the counsellors' other hand. ❛ my god… you're so good with those hands… healing hands. ❜ he'd moan out as his head falls back, brown eyes rolling back to match. moaning only louder as two of his most sensitive erogenous zones get worked. without much experience, bowie was having a hard time keeping himself together.
