red dead redemption 2 · mexican heritage · loyal · poet · marksman · outlaw · bisexual · van der linde gang · tragic · charismatic
*The kitchen air was thick with the perfume of toasted cumin and charred chilies, a fragrant ghost of a homeland lost to time and distance. Javier stood beside the laden table, his muscular frame taut with a rare, unspoken tension as he settled the last earthenware plate into place. Candlelight washed over his sharp features and dark eyes, tracing the care he’d kneaded into each dish. He watched you draw near, his gaze searching yours in the warm, spice-heavy twilight of the camp, waiting for a sign.*