#Javi Gutierrez x gn!reader

[flightlessangelwings]

Ktober 2023 Day 19- Somnophilia

Javi Gutierrez x gn!reader

Word count- 1k

Warnings- s.mut (18+ ONLY!), hj, bj, subby!Javi, restraints, slight overstim, hint at face sitting, no use of y/n

Notes- Oh this one was so fun to write! Another personal favorite of the month, cause we love a subby Javi!! Starting the fic under the cut cause we get right to it here lol! Prompt list made by me! Enjoy!

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Javi groaned softly in his sleep as his dreams turned more intense. He dreamt you were jerking him off… and it felt so good. He writhed slightly as he practically felt your hand around his cock, pumping him and making him feel so good. Javi whispered your name as he started to teeter from the dream world and the waking one. And suddenly the two realms felt intertwined.

You smirked as you watched Javi squirm under your touch, careful not to wake him fully just yet. It had been a fantasy of yours to do this to him for a long time, and when Javi confessed that it was one of his ultimate desires, your heart flipped in your chest. You waited a few nights to actually do it, though, since you wanted to catch him more off guard but with the invitation still open.

Heat rushed through your veins when he murmured your name over and over again, and you couldn’t help but pump him faster. Your own needs could wait as you were too focused on him. Licking your lips, your eyes trailed down Javi’s naked form until they landed on his cock in your hand. It dripped with precum and it twitched when you twisted your wrist around the shaft.

Fuck, he looked delicious.

The time was right, you decided, and you let go of his cock and positioned yourself so that your mouth ghosted over the tip. In his sleep, Javi let out a soft whine, and you couldn’t fight the moan that escaped your lips. He looked so beautiful like this. Next time, you would have to take a picture.

As he settled back into sleep, you stuck your tongue out and gently licked the tip of his length in a teasingly light touch. He whimpered in his sleep as you wrapped your lips around him and took his entire cock into your mouth. You sucked hard with the intent of waking Javi up this time, and you shivered in anticipation as you waited to see his reaction to waking up in your mouth.

“Ay! Fuck! Corazon!” Javi moaned as his eyes shot open.

You hummed in satisfaction as you kept your eyes on Javi, but you never let go of his cock.

Javi tried to move, but he found he couldn’t. And, for just being awake a few seconds, he discovered his second surprise of the morning. You had bound him to the bed with silk scarves, his wrists tied to the head of the bed and his ankles to each post at the end. He was defenseless and helpless against you. And he wouldn’t have it any other way.

He groaned your name as he dropped his head back onto the pillow.

“Morning, Javi,” you purred, breaking away from his cock with a pop, “Sleep well?” you asked in a tease.

“Not as well as I woke up, mi amor,” Javi murmured, his chest rising and falling with his heavy breaths. That explained the dream he had. But, reality was far better, and waking up with his cock inside your mouth was a more than welcome surprise. And it was hotter than he ever could have imagined, especially with your touch of tying him down.

You exhaled deeply with a smile, “Shall I continue, then?” you ran a single finger up his length, “My breakfast looked delicious, and I’m starving.”

“Ay dios mio,” Javi sighed with a short laugh, “You are too much, you know that corazon?” he lifted his head to meet your gaze, and both of you softened as you stared into each other’s eyes.

“You like it,” you cooed as you kissed the tip of his cock.

“That I do… Ohh…”

Without another word, you wrapped your lips around his cock again and bobbed your head up and down, savoring the taste of Javi first thing in the morning. He cried out as he strained against the binds, forgetting they were there for a moment. Javi bucked his hips into you as much as he could as you sucked at his cock.

“Fuck… Amor…”

Moving faster and sucking harder, you reached down and cupped Javi’s balls, determined to send him over the edge. His moans encouraged you as you hummed into him, the vibrations bringing new sensations. You darted your tongue along his shaft, pocking and lucking where you knew he was more sensitive.

“Amor… I’m…”

You sucked harder, taking Javi’s entire length into your mouth until it hit the back of your throat. Tears filled your eyes, but you didn’t care. You kept going until you got what you wanted. And within moments, Javi exploded into your mouth, spilling his seed down your throat as he cock twitched in your mouth. In his restraints, Javi writhed as he moaned loudly, spilling a string of praises as he did so.

Swallowing every last drop, you didn’t let up until you were sure he had no more to give. As much as you wanted to keep going, you decided to stop, not wanting to overdo it the first time you tried something new. With one last kiss to the tip of his cock, you pulled away with a deep gasp for air.

“Wow,” you breathed as you watched him come down from his high.

“That was incredible, corazon,” Javi panted as his eyes fluttered open.

You smiled brightly at Javi as you heaved yourself forward to lay overtop of him, taking his lips with your own. Javi immediately deepened the kiss, tasting himself on your tongue. His cock twitched slightly between your bodies, though he knew he was spent… at least for now.

“You’re incredible, Javi,” you whispered against his lips.

He hummed as he beamed up at you, his big beautiful eyes telling a story that words could never express. “I would like to return the favor, mi amor,” he waved his hands that still stayed bound above his head, “But I am still at your mercy here.”

You thought for a moment before you gave him a mischievous smirk, “I can think of a way you can still make it work,” you purred as you shimmied your body up his torso, hovering yourself over his face.

“Fuck yes,” Javi breathed as he licked his lips eagerly.

[ladamedusoif]

Scarf (Javi Gutierrez x gn!Reader)

A Merry Fic-Mas - December 4

Part of A Merry Fic-Mas: A Holiday Fic Calendar - click for masterlist. FYI: I'm having so much trouble with taglists at the moment that I'm not going to use them for now - if you want to keep updated, follow @ladameecrit and turn on notifications.

Pairing: Javi Gutierrez x gn!reader

Rating: Teen

Word count: 658

Warnings: Reader can knit (try it, it’s fun!); reader gives Javi a Christmas gift but consider this a secular Christmas; no use of Y/N, no use of gendered pronouns, no physical descriptions of reader; mild angst.

Summary: Once upon a time, your first Christmas gift to Javi was a perfectly imperfect handmade scarf.

He always ended up gazing at your hands while you knitted. 

It was hypnotic, almost: the repetitive little gestures with your clever fingers, the yarn over, yarn under, turn the work; the way you would furrow your brow just so and purse your lips as you counted the stitches. 

The way he always had to suppress a giggle when you swore at whatever you were making, sighing in exasperation. 

Javi could never quite grasp how you managed it without looking. He asked about that, once, when you were cosied up beside him on his long couch, blanket over your knees, knitting away while your eyes were trained on Paddington 2 playing on the TV. 

“It’s muscle memory by now,” you’d explained. “I learn the pattern, I memorise what I need to, and then I can tell by touch what the next stitch is and should be. It’s just a matter of practice - anyone could do it.”

Javi shook his head, still transfixed by your hands working busily away. “It’s not practice, mi amor. It’s your magic.”

For your first Christmas gift to him, you’d made him a scarf. Soft merino yarn, a relatively simple pattern, in a beautiful shade of cornflower blue that you knew would look perfect against his beautiful olive skin and dark hair. 

You knew there were a few mistakes in it - a repeated purl stitch when it should have been a knit, a dropped stitch here and there that you’d had to patch in a little clumsily. But every stitch was invested with care and meaning, a manifestation of your desire to keep him warm, safe, and know that he was loved.

You had even found a little woven label that you hand-stitched onto the back of the scarf, stating simply: Made With Love.

When he opened the gift box, Javi’s eyes twinkled as he took out the scarf and ran his fingers carefully over the knitted fabric, taking in every detail. 

“It’s not perfect, Javi, and it’s a far cry from your cashmere scarves, but it will keep you warm when it’s cold, and I thought the colour would -”

He stopped you by cradling your face in his hands and kissing you over and over as he murmured his thanks. He picked up the scarf and draped it around his elegant throat, closing his eyes happily as he felt its warmth and softness on his skin.

“It is the most beautiful thing in the world. Apart from you, that is.”

Javi is greeted with the spectre of freezing, early morning London fog when he pulls back the curtains in his hotel room. He shivers reflexively, and goes to the wardrobe to find his warmest clothes for that day’s round of meetings. A grey turtleneck, a thermal undershirt, a charcoal suit, and his perfectly-cut houndstooth woollen overcoat. Perfect.

The sight of the scarf nestled alongside his socks in one of the hotel room drawers stops him in his tracks for a moment. He reaches down and runs his hand over its careful stitching, like he did the day you gave it to him.

So long ago, now, and so hard to understand what had transpired in the time since.

Some winters he cannot look at it, let alone wear it. But there is something inviting in its sturdy warmth today, something that whispers to him of comfort and joy.

Javi turns to the full length mirror and takes in his reflection. 

He is well put-together, but incomplete.

He drapes the scarf around his neck, fingering the little tag as he appraises himself again. 

Made With Love.

For a moment, he feels whole again.

[marvel-and-mischief]

❄️ December Writing Challenge ❄️

Day 3. Pillow Fort

Pairing: Javi Gutierrez x GN!Reader Words: 699 Warnings: Javi is feeling down but doesn't go into detail

December Writing Challenge 2022 masterlist

Cinema room: check. Kitchen and dining room: check. Your shared room: check. All four guest rooms, en-suites and communal lounge? Check, check and check. 

You’d searched every corner of Javi’s outlandish home for his sulking figure since you saw him at breakfast this morning. He had been looking more glum than usual, giving only one word answers and picking uninterestingly at his pastries. You had no idea what was wrong with him, not wanting to push the subject until he was ready to say. But now it’s long past lunch and you’re worried there’s something seriously not right with your boyfriend. 

You’re heading in the direction of the garden when you remember one last room you haven’t looked in. The private sitting room at the far end of the house. It’s well hidden at the end of a corridor nobody uses anymore, and it’s full of Javi’s guilty pleasures for when life’s getting him down.

When you quietly peak into the room you don’t see anything out of the ordinary at first. The thick curtains are drawn closed, the only light coming from the electric candles held in ornate sconces scattered along the vast walls. The TV is switched off and the ten-seater couch in the middle of the room is clearly empty, though in front of that is a lump of blankets that has your attention for all of three seconds before you decide to look away. 

You’re about to leave but you’re stopped by a grunting noise that sounds suspiciously like your name.

“Javi?” you whisper, squinting into the darkness and settling on the pile of blankets. You think they shift and then you see a mop of curly hair emerge from one end. You’ve found your missing person. “What are you doing?”

You venture into the room, closing the door behind you. Whatever’s going on it’s obvious Javi wants to be isolated from the world right now. The closer you get the more you realise Javi has emptied the entire blanket basket on top of himself, and is surrounded by half a dozen pillows that form a barrier, plus the duvet from your bedroom (which, how had you missed a duvet-less bed when you went searching for him earlier?). 

“I forgot snacks,” Javi grumbles into a pillow as you pull away some of the blanket to see his face.

“Do you want me to get you some snacks?” 

Javi hums, shrugs, then opens one eye to look up at you. “I’m not hungry anymore.” 

“You having a bad day?” you ask, lowering yourself to the ground, careful not to land on any of Javi’s limbs. He nods and closes both eyes again. You wonder if it would be better to leave him, maybe go get those snacks after all, make some sandwiches whilst you’re in the kitchen, and try and get him to eat something. After all, he only ate half a pain au raisin at breakfast so he must be hungry.

Javi wiggles enough to pull the corner of the duvet out from under him to throw half-assed in your direction. You take it as an invitation, scoot close enough to feel the warmth of his body next to yours, then tuck it behind you. You’re face-to-face, his deep breaths fanning your chest as he curls into you. 

“I will be better tomorrow,” he promises with a sigh. 

“It doesn’t matter if you’re not,” you assure him, carding your fingers through his loose curls, gently massaging his scalp as you do. He practically purrs and you have to try and contain the way it makes your heart skip a beat. “We all have bad days, Javi. And we all deal with them differently. There’s worse ways to mentally and physically check out than a pillow fort.”

Javi huffs, unconvinced. After a moment he whispers, “will you stay with me?”

“Of course. I can’t think of anything I’d rather be doing.” You wrap your arms around his shoulders and prepare to hunker down for the rest of the day. You make a mental note of where your phone is (back right pocket), aware you may need to send a message to the cook for those snacks. 

[pedros-husband]

You have a big ass

pedro pascal characters x male/gn! reader

characters included: Javier Pena, Joel miller, Javi Gutierrez, Marcus Moreno, Ezra, Din Djarin, Frankie Morales, agent whiskey, Silva, Oberyn Martell

javier pena: he loves a juicy ass so his eyes are constantly on yours, especially if you wear any of his 70's style jeans. he has no shame so wether your in the office, in town, or at home he will slap your ass or squeeze it. he especially likes it if your bent over someones desk trying to speak to them, he loves picturing how you'd look bent over his desk whilst he fucks you.

Joel miller: hes not into PDA so he'll only ever stare at your ass if your in public, but he'll still do it shamelessly. sometimes he'll let you walk ahead with someone else on patrol or by yourself simply so he can stare at your ass and they way your jeans cling to it, or the way yoour hips move at each step, making your ass jut out.

when yoru at home though, hes completely different. he has absolutely no self restraint when your in the comfort of your house and no ones prying eyes are on you. he'll smack, slap, kneed your ass, at every chance he gets, in the morning or evening thoguh he loves smacking your ass in the morning whilst you make coffee, making you stand up straight and let out a surprised snort, snapping you awake.

Javi Gutierrez: he’s a sucker for you in anyway possible and he loves praising you in any shape or form so he loves commenting on how much he loves your body, especially your ass. When your cuddling his hands will subconsciously move to rest on your ass, sexually and non sexually. If he’s feeling more frisky he’ll squeeze and/or slap your ass. He’s also a sucker for making you feel good and he loves eating you out. (I totally see him as a power bottom)

Marcus Moreno: he’s super cheesy and I can totally see him as that chest single dad so he’ll mostly make cheeky comments and jokes about your ass (In a cute way though) he totally loves eating you out and holding your ass cheeks as he does so, because like javi he’s all for making you feel good and giving you the pleasure, because he gets pleasure from yours.

Ezra: he is a man of words and poems so he’ll go on long tangents about how much he just loves your ass or he’ll talk in great detail about what he wants to do to your ass/ with it. He also likes smacking your ass when you don’t expect it.

Din djarin: he’s not very touchy especially because he’s spent most of his life alone, but he’ll admire the way your armour/clothes cling to your ass. He loves watching you work or train in silence, he is so grateful of his helmet so you can’t tell that his gaze is almost permanently on your ass. When you do get more intimate or touchy he’ll mumble about how sexy your ass is and if he’s feeling particularly bold he’ll grab it and pick you up, punning you against the wall.

Frankie morales: he also is shameless in public so he’ll smack/slap your ass as a greeting or in passing. He smirks when you gasp and smack his arm, smiling at your angry blushing face. In bed/cuddling he’ll

Agent whiskey: he’s got no shame as well, in public, at work, or at home. He loves if you wear tight fitting jeans and if you do he looses all self restraint. If it’s in the office he’ll fully pick you up by your ass and onto his desk, he can and will take you at work, tequila and ginger are used to it by now and have earplugs for when you do it. He’s slap your ass as he walks by you as reflex, sometimes he doesn’t even realise he’s doing it.

Silva: he’s so sweet and soft for you, but he worships you and your body so he’ll constantly mumble under his breath to you about how much he loves your ass, how it drives him wild. When cuddling on the bed/couch he’ll pull you into his chest by your ass cheeks and knees them softly.

Oberyn martell: everyone knows he’s a complete man whore with no shame at all. Hell fuck you all over the palace and in the garden. So sometimes he’ll slip out of meeting and duties just to watch you train, admiring the way your armour and underclothes excentuate your ass. Hell not necessarily slap your ass but he does like to knees it in his hands and watch as it goes redder with his touch. He also likes eating you out and holding your ass cheeks as he does so.

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I didn’t include as many characters this time because this serves as more of a placeholder whilst I finish my main fic that hopefully should be finished soon. It’s already over 1.5k long and I’m not halfway finished yet 😅

[itwasntimethatdidit40]

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About me:

All of my works are +18 and NSFW, please don’t interact if you’re a minor. English is not my first language and I have no beta reader, please have mercy.

I take requests, so if you would like me to write something in particular send me an ask and I will try to accommodate you as best as I can. However, I reserve the right to avoid topics that trigger me, I will let you know immediately if I can't write what you would like. Finally, be patient if it takes me a while, I have two jobs so in certain periods I probably won't be able to write right away, I will try to do it as soon as I can. For now I only write for Pedro Pascal characters (no RPF), especially Joel Miller. I haven't written for some characters yet but I would definitely try if you're interested. Thank you so much ❤️

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Queer couples marked with: 🏳️‍🌈

Smut is present in all of them so make sure to read the warnings, I don’t want to make someone uncomfortable.

Full Masterlist under the cut:

Joel Miller:

• Perfect ~ Soft Boyfriend!Joel Miller x Curvy AFAB!reader No outbreak. Basically Joel worshipping you and your curvy body

• Be still, my foolish heart ~ Soft Single dad!Joel Miller x Curvy f!Reader A meet cute at the clinic where you work leads to finding the best date you could ask for… our one and only Joel Miller

• Happy Birthday, little finch ~ Jackson!Joel Miller x AFAB!reader Everyone forgets your birthday but you receive an unexpected invitation (wink) that will change the fate of the day. (No spoilers from the original second game, Jackson is totally made up by me)

• Guess ~ Soft boyfriend!Joel Miller x AFAB!reader Pwp inspired by Guess by Charli xcx featuring Billie Eilish. Joel guess the color of your underwear and then eats you in a restrooom.

(Yeah, I have no excuses for this lmao)

• Special Needs ~ DBF!Joel Miller x F!reader, no outbreak Joel lets you convince him that you can help him get back in shape.

• Shirt On ~ Sub!Joel X Soft dom! F reader Joel getting pegged by you while you wear his flannel shirt.

• On a razor’s edge ~ Joel Miller x f!reader Joel helps you shave. There.

• It started out with a kiss, how did it ended like this? ~ Young!Joel Miller x f!reader You meet Joel at a party, everything is fine, he’s beautiful… will it end well?

• The right ones ~ soft!Joel Miller x reader / fluff and comfort (written in a neutral way so every person who menstruates can identify with it ❤️) Joel buys you pads. ‘Cause Joel provides, you know, no matter the situation.

• Slow ~ Joel Miller x afab!reader Tiny drabble, just pure smut.

• It feels like hope ~ Hot Priest!Joel Miller x f!reader There's a new priest in your parish and he's very different from anyone you've ever known.

• We all need someone ~ Jackson!Joel x afab!reader Joel says I love you for the first time.

• Hold it ~ Joel Miller x afab!reader (pi$$ kink)

• Hold it - pt 2 ~ Joel Miller x afab!reader (pi$$ kink)

• Do you think I'm your babygirl? I think the fuck not ~ Joel Miller x afab!reader A casual fling with Joel. But you're kinda bad at feelings, because of reasons.

• Something Rotten ~ Dark!QZ Joel x afab!reader x Dark!QZ Tess 💔 Dead dove do not eat - Joel and Tess catch you stealing from their apartment. Consequences are inevitable and cruel.

• A heart that hurts is a heart that works ~ Dark!QZ Joel Miller x afab!reader x Dark!QZ Tess Dead dove do not eat - a sequel for Something Rotten that digs a little bit more into reader's mind. And some more deranged smut lol

• Waffles for breakfast ~ Joel Miller x afab!reader Joel makes you breakfast. I mean, he tries very hard.

• It wasn’t your fault ~ Sweet gentle priest!Javi G X hurt grumpy!Joel Miller, post cordyceps outbreak.💔🏳️‍🌈 Javi G helping Joel to accept his loss.

Marcus Acacius:

• Don’t say a word if this word is not “please”. ~ General!Marcus Acacius X slave trader!Javier Peña 💔🏳️‍🌈 Basically two people who hate their guts reciprocally but also want to f*** each other.

Oberyn Martell:

• Move, baby ~ Oberyn Martell x Ellaria Sand x f!reader 🏳️‍🌈 P*rn with very little plot, reader is a sex worker and happens to have a great night with both Oberyn and Ellaria

Frankie Morales:

• You look like a fun place to sit ~ neighbor!Frankie Morales x f!reader You decide to enjoy a night at the movies, your neighbor Frankie ruins it all. Or maybe not?

• Give me more - neighbor!Frankie Morales x f!reader You're ovulating and can't calm down, just the night before Frankie leaves for a two-day camping trip with the boys for Santi's birthday… luckily Frankie is willing to help you… too much, even. PEK Frankie at your service 🫡

• Sensitive - Frankie Morales x afab!reader You make Frankie come just by playing with his nipples. That’s it, that’s the fic LOL

Javi G:

• A perfect day ~ Javier Gutierrez - The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent X Gabriela Javi and Gabi, happily in love, spending time together on the beach.

Lucien Flores:

• Let’s get it on ~ Lucien Flores x Afab!reader x Frankie Morales Lucien is your ex, Frankie is your boyfriend. You’re all bi. Smut smut smut (with love ❤️ ) 🏳️‍🌈

Javier Peña:

Poison & Wine ~ Javier Peña x f!reader 💔 You love him. But you can’t say it out loud.

Forget the horror here ~ Javier Peña x f!reader Javi’s POV for Poison and Wine

Happy reading!

[winniethewife]

So don't be afraid to let them show (Javi Gutierrez x GN!Bi!reader)

Gif by @perotovar

A/N: For @romanarose 's Pride event!

Week 1: Coming out

Words: 792

It was a typical Wednesday afternoon, they sat around their living room at their California beach house. Javi was nose deep in his next script and they were laying out on the couch reading a book. They heard the door open and close, signaling that their son Nico was home. They put their bookmark in their spot and Looked up as Javi put his laptop to the side. Seeing how Nico’s day was as soon as he got home was sort of a household tradition at this point, starting all the way back when he had come home from kindergarten the first time, Now he was in the 8th grad and usually the conversations after school were more in-depth and complicated now. Javi was quite proud of how close they had all become as a family. It was in stark contrast to his relationship with his family which had always been strained. It had been very important to him to maintain a good relationship with his son. Which is why when Nico walked into the room, he immediately could tell something was off.

“What is it Hijo? Is something wrong?” Javi asks his hands on his Knees as he looks at his son with a furrowed brow. As their husband senses the underlying problem in their son they sat up and looks over at the boy.

“Papá, I have something I want to tell you.” Nico said, his voice wavering. Now that he was in front of them they could see what Javi had sensed from the other room. Nico pushing his weight from one foot to the other, his hand rubbing circles in his palm.

“What is it sweetheart, you can tell us anything?” They lean forward, their full attention on the boy infront of them.

“Um…Well…I’m…I’m Gay. I..I like guys.” Nico stumbles and stutters over his words. As the confession comes out both of his parents felt the rush of emotions. Javi smiles and stands up to take his son in his arms in a warm embrace.

“Oh Mijo! That’s wonderful! I’m so glad you felt you could tell us.” Javi says with enthusiasm and his usual cheerful disposition. Nico looked stunned. They knew all too well what was going through their sons head, no doubt he had been sitting on this information for some time, muddling over whether or not to tell them, the horror stories online probably didn’t help. They stood up and walked over and got on their knees in front of him they took his hands in theirs like they had done all throughout his young life.

“I’m so proud of you Nico. I know that was really hard, But I’m so glad you did.” They smiled at their son squeezing his hands gently. Nico smiled back with a few tears streaking down his face. Javi smiles at the affection shown between his family, feeling tears come to his own eyes.

“Eh, what do you say we go get some ice cream to celebrate such a momentous occasion?” Javi suggested wiping his face, in a failed attempt to hide his emotions.

“Can I Get chocolate?!” Nico asked suddenly very excited. His parents laughed, Javi wen to grab his keys and they looked at their son as they got to their, feet.

“You can get anything you want.” They said softly. “But first let me get you something.” They wandered over to a shelf of knick-knacks to find what she was looking for, opening a drawer they pulled out a Rainbow Handkerchief still knotted in a circle. They took a minute to pull the knot loose before walking over to their son. Javi watched in interest, knowing the story of the Handkerchief, but eager to hear the tale again. they kneeled in front of Nico and tied the handkerchief around his bicep as they began to speak.

“Many years ago when your Abuela was young, she was an activist, she marched in many a parade, many a protest, She wanted everyone to be able to love whoever they wanted, to be whoever they wanted to be. And when I was about your age I told her that I liked a little bit of both, She went over and got this same handkerchief out of a box and tied it on me, and you know what she said?” They looked at Nico. Nico shook his head, and Javi smiled warmly, this was what it meant to be family, to support each other, and to pass on the stories. They smiled and continued. “She said to me, ‘these are your colors baby, never let anyone take them from you and always, always wear them proudly.”

Nico wore that handkerchief for days after, he wasn’t afraid to show his colors.

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I've added more Pedro Pascal characters in the roster! come and request here!

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I've seen how devastatingly little male!reader fics are in my big fandoms, and as a gay man i feel like i should provide us with said fics! Which is why I'm opening my ask box for any and all male!readers and gn!readers requests! (Including anon requests!)

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I WON'T ACCEPT FEMALE!READER FICS REQUESTS. I’m a trans-masc genderfluid, so male!Readers or gn!Readers are the ones that I usually write and am comfortable with. It’s hard looking for male!reader fics, especially in female-dominated fandoms, that's why I'm opening requests for any and all sad and touch-starved dudes out there! If these don't fit your preferences then you are free to leave, and if you're a female user/reader entering my blog, I hope you remain respectful about the fics I write or get requests for, thank you.

What i will write:

male!reader

gender-neutral reader

Smut 

Platonic or Romantic relationships

angst

fluff

comfort

headcanons

nsfw alphabets

drabbles

Series

Age gap (CHARACTERS MUST BE OVER THE AGE OF 19)

What I Won't write:

female!reader

underage characters (anyone under 17)

necrophilia

real people

pedophilia

Omorashi

age play

rape/non-con

incest

offensive/harmful things

And now, the part everyone has been waiting for…

THE CHARACTER LIST! Or, characters I will definitely write about if requested!

TOP GUN 86’ & TOP GUN: MAVERICK

(Obviously i will write any other characters but these are the ones i will prioritize due to favoritism lol)

PEDRO PASCAL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE

Ezra (prospect)

Joel Miller

Javi Gutierrez

Javier Peña

Frankie Morales

Whiskey (Kingsman)

Tom ‘Iceman’ Kazansky

Pete ‘Maverick' Mitchell

Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd

Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin

Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw

MARVEL & XMCU

Namor

Kurt Wagner (xmcu)

Loki Laufeyson

Bucky Barnes

Moon Knight System

Deadpool

Daredevil

Eddie and Venom (They come as a pair)

Erik Lensherr (xmcu)

BULLET TRAIN

Tangerine

DETROIT: BECOME HUMAN 

Ladybug

Connor (RK800)

Nines (RK900)

COD MODERN WARFARE II

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

John 'Soap' Mactavish

HONORABLE MENTIONS

König

That's about all of it! From my characters list, you should be able to request anything along the lines of the same vibe from those characters. If you request a fic without a character from the list please include enough information about them! (I will be doing minor background research as well!)

Chris Knight (Real Genius)

Hannibal (NBC)

The Corinthian (Netflix Sandman)

Understand that these are all works of fiction; I am perfectly fine with writing for topics including mafias, mobs, murder, organized crime, war, mental illness, abuse, etc.; but please do not romanticize them in any way. Reading it is fine; please don't romanticize them in your head.

If any of this provided information may seem confusing or have any questions, feel free to drop a DM and I will explain further! I will try to post fic requests as regularly and as fast as I can!

For refrence, these are fics i've written and uploaded to my AO3!

Steven grant x male!reader AO3 series

XMEN family, pride parade fic!

And these are the ones I've written on Tumblr!

Steven grant x m!Reader smut #1

Steven grant x m!reader smut #2

Iceman x Maverick x M!reader hc's

Deadpool x vigilante!m!reader fluff

Tangerine x Handler!m!Reader hurt-comfort

Tangerine x merc!dom!m!Reader fluff&smut

Anyone that starts an argument about me writing exclusively for men and gender neutrals alike will get a very passive-aggressive and sarcastic reply to your request. There is an abundance of female!readers fics and writers who provide them; I am just here for people that takes a whole day searching for good male!reader fics. IF you do start an unnecessary rant about my fics or my writing preferences at a given moment; I’ve been in fandom spaces for the last 7 years of my life and run on pure manic adrenaline, I will throw hands. 

Without further ado, REBLOG TO TELL ALL DUDES! I OPEN MY FLOOD GATES! WELCOME ALL MALE!READER REQUESTS!

[nerdieforpedro]

Can't win cariño

Javier Gutierrez x GN reader

Rating: Teens and above

This blog is for readers 18+ MDNI

Word Count: 819

Summary: Javier whisks you away for a vacation. Your stubborness leads to some change in plans, but it's Javi. He always manages to figure it out and find one solid way to question his judgement.

Warnings: Javi G being himself, fluff, very soft, two food mentions (because it's been a while - I've got to maintain my Nerdie food cred)

Notes: This is from the wonderful blerb @frenchiereading gave me to work with. Hehe 😘 Your next one will take a bit longer. I did use a few of the pictures you had in the ask moodboard. Do you remember which ones? 🥸

Main Masterlist / Javier Gutierrez Masterlist

“Por favor (please) just a week. Una semana mi amor (A week my love).” Pools of russet eyes framed with sienna tufts of curls wore you down in bed. He could ask you for anything with those orbs. You’d tell him you would think about it and you would. In less than two minutes you’d agree but it did still count. Sort of. 

This time, Javier has whisked you away on a much needed vacation for you both. Work has been mentally draining per usually and even Javier who exudes positivity like a ball of sunshine was a bit dim after back to back meetings with different producers who kept wanting to change different scenes in his scripts which would alter core parts of what he’d written. He didn’t tell you where you were going until you reached the airport. The two of you had gotten in one of the international lines and finally when your tickets were uploaded on your phone, you squealed. 

"Saint Lucia!"

Beautiful white beaches, perfect temperatures, the resort was immaculate. The first day and a half was wonderful as you settled in with Javi and explored a bit. Your first mistake was not checking what temperature the ocean water might be and the second was despite jumping in the water and discovering it was frigid, you splashed around as Javi watched from the beach, wisely only dipping his feet up to his ankles. He was trying to have you come back in after twenty minutes, but it was too much fun. The contrast between the warmth on your shoulders and the cold water splashing intermittently on your body was much too enjoyable. It was over an hour before you finally emerged from the water.

It didn’t happen at first, after coming back in and showering, the two of you showered, ate lunch and cuddled with a movie on the sofa. The sneezing started, followed by the stuffy nose and chills pms shaking you to your core. By the time the sun set, you refused to get in bed with Javi as you hadn’t listened to him and now were ruining your vacation together. A shivering mass under blankets is what you’ve been reduced to. It’s horrible, you feel horrible and you know as sweet as Javier is, he would never tell you I told you so or express his frustration while you didn’t feel well but you know he had to feel both.

”Cariño (sweetheart), you’re coming to bed or I’m joining you on the sofa. I will not sleep alone.” Javier had his arms crossed with a stern look on his face. It’s not a look you saw often, only reserved for when you’re being stubborn like now. You pulled a blanket partially off your head to expose your eyes and top of your head. You kept your nose and mouth covered to try and control your germs. 

“I’m not gonna get you sick. I need to stay over here. I’m so sorry Javi. I hadn’t been able to play around in water like that for quite awhile. Let me stew in my ick here.” The same pout that had let you on this trip, now was looking back at you. Your retreat inside your blanket cocoon was swift to avoid it. Javier was not one to give up. Settled inside the blankets, you cursed your sickness only to feel then ripped from you and a sudden exposure of air to your skin. He pulled the blankets you’d wrapped around yourself off in one go, a triumphant smile was on his face as he plopped down next to you. Your body turned away from him in protest, but he grabbed you from behind and stretched his arms around you with the blankets.

”No escape mi cariño. I’m in your burrito now.” The hair from his mustache ticked the back of your neck as your body relaxed. You did try like always to fight, but you weren’t going to win. The two of you fell asleep on the sofa, your backs angry with you the next morning. After breakfast, Javier ran you a bath and heavily encouraged that he wipes you down, then applies vapor rub to your chest and doesn’t let you wear more than a robe. When you asked why, he replied, “since you soaked yourself in cold water yesterday, you should air out for the day.” This leads to the two of you not leaving your room and Javier assisting in regulating your body temperature multiple times. Best sleep you’ve had in quite a while though.

Over the week, your cold runs its course and Javi takes you around the island to explore instead of just the resort. He never did get sick, you wonder how he managed to do it. Javier describes some soup that involves iguana tail and chicken feet.

You decide that your cold was not that bad.

[burntheedges]

Roll-A-Trope Challenge Masterlist

Y'all the response to this challenge blew me away!! 🥺🥰 We are going to have so many amazing fics to read! 🧡 Check here for all of the character/trope pairings from when people joined.

I'll link each one as they're posted. Under the cut you'll soon find fics for Dave York, Dieter Bravo, Din Djarin, Dio Morrissey, Ezra (Prospect), Frankie Morales, Jack Daniels, Javi Gutierrez, Javier Peña, Joel Miller, Marcus Acacius, Marcus Moreno, Marcus Pike, Max Phillips, Nathan Landry, Oberyn Martell, Pero Tovar, and Tim Rockford! And so many amazing tropes!!

Last updated: 11/28 | Fic count: 53!

Dave York

Audience of One by @katareyoudrilling | 3k | Dave x f!reader Trope: famous person AU

Can You Remember Who You Were? by @punkshort | 9.1k | Dave x f!reader Trope: reincarnation

Danger Zone by @almostempty | 6k | Dave x Lana Kane (you) x Sterling Archer (crossover with Archer (TV)) Trope: snowed in

Down Bad by @schnarfer | 6.1k | Dave x f!reader | part 2 Trope: only one bed (and bonus, it's a coffee shop AU!)

Sunshine & Rainbows by @jeewrites | 10.1k | Dave x f!reader Trope: amnesia

Dieter Bravo

Broken Hearts Mended by @bitchesuntitled | 6.1k | Dieter x f!reader Trope: time travel

Just like the Picture by @nerdieforpedro | 936 | Dieter x gn!reader Trope: landlord

Teleportation and Blue Whiskey (part 1) by @davnittbraes | 1.5k | Dieter x f!reader Trope: stuck in an elevator

this protector by @perotovar | 3.1k | Dieter x Din Trope: only one bed

Din Djarin

Familiar yet Foreign by @whxtedreams | 3.7k | Din x f!reader Trope: fake marriage

New Home (Part 1) by @weirdoneattheparty | 2.1k | Din x f!reader Trope: friends to lovers

something worse by @corazondebeskar-reads | 3.2k | Din x f!reader Trope: enemies to lovers

The Long Way Round by @din-cognito | 3.17k | Din x gn!reader Trope: road trip

Dio Morrissey

Crimes Against Each Other by @crowandmousewritingco | 2.9k | Dio x trans!reader Trope: enemies to lovers

Ezra (Prospect)

To Leave the Green by @cas-readsandwrites | 2k | Ezra & Cee, gen Trope: time loop

Frankie Morales

a kiss, my panacea by @skittlesfics | 917 | Frankie x gn!reader Trope: sickfic

Better Love by @docharleythegeekqueen | 3.4k | Frankie x reader Trope: snowed in

Dreamers (part 1) by @beefrobeefcal | 3.4k | Frankie x reader Trope: soulmates | now with Part 2!

Forever starts tonight by @sawymredfox | 3.6k | Frankie x f!reader Trope: pining

GOING DOWN by @aurorawritestoescape | 3.4k | Frankie x f!reader and Joel x f!reader Trope: exes

I Like You A Latte by @inept-the-magnificent | 752 | Frankie x f!reader Trope: coffee shop AU

I'm Yours by @ashleyfilm | 3.2k | Frankie x reader Trope: secret relationship

To Feel Your Body Against Mine by @flightlessangelwings | 4.5k | Frankie x f!reader Trope: secret relationship

Jack Daniels

If I should die before you do by @maggiemayhemnj | 1.7k | Jack x f!reader trope: soulmates

Life's a Dance by @wordywarriorwrites | 2k | Jack x reader Trope: didn't know they were dating

Lucid Dreams by @fhatbhabiee | 3.2k | Jack x reader Trope: friends to lovers

Javi Gutierrez

Things You Knew by @eff4freddie | 8k | Javi G x reader Trope: soulmates

To Make a Day for You by @yopossum | 3k? | Javi G x f!reader Trope: stuck in an elevator

Javier Peña

3 sides of a man by @milla-frenchy | 3.3k | Javi x f!reader Trope: secret relationship

between two floors by @glowingxeyes | 1k | Javi x f!reader Trope: stuck in an elevator | there’s a part 2 and 3!

GOING DOWN by @almostfoxglove | 3.3k | Javi P x f!reader Trope: stuck in an elevator

good guys, bad deeds by @miss-oranje-disco-dancer | 3.9k | Javi x f!reader Trope: only one bed

Joel Miller

Birds of a Feather by @whocaresstillthelouvre | 5.3k | Joel x f!reader Trope: snowed in

Besties by @butterphii | >1k | Joel x f!reader

drive by @kedsandtubesocks | 2k | Joel x f!reader Trope: road trip

For Better or Worse by @captainredspade | Joel x f!reader Trope: fake marriage

Fragile State by @galway-girlatwork | 2.5k | Joel x OFC!Tara Trope: amnesia

Galway Girl by @yxtkiwiyxt | 7k | Joel x f!reader | part 2!! Trope: soulmates

If You're Reading This by @crowandmousewritingco | 4.5k | Joel x nb!reader Trope: epistolary

It Had To Be You by @jobean12-blog | 4.8k | Joel x f!reader Trope: enemies to lovers

Wish by @hotgirlbedtimescenarios | 1.7k Trope: time travel

Marcus Acacius

Searching for the stars by @the-mandawhor1an | 2.7k | Marcus x f!reader Trope: time travel

Marcus Moreno

Through Every Lifetime by @joelalorian | 4.5k | Marcus x f!reader Trope: reincarnation

Marcus Pike

Pike's Place by @pedges-world | Marcus x reader Trope: snowed in | series!!

Max Phillips

A Little Broken by @clawdeewritesfanfic | 3.2k | Max x f!reader Trope: pining

Time After Time by @grogusmum | drabble | Max x f!reader Trope: reincarnation

Nathan Landry

consensus ad idem by @sunshinehaze1 | 4.9k | Nathan x f!reader Trope: snowed in

Oberyn Martell

sweet and sour by @iamasaddie | 5.5k | Oberyn x f!reader Trope: fake relationship

The Correspondence of the Contagious by @crowandmousewritingco | 1.4k | Oberyn x gn!reader x Ellaria Trope: epistolary

Pero Tovar

Memories made, memories lost by @avastrasposts | 7.9k | Pero x f!reader Trope: amnesia

Tim Rockford

|Bump in the Night| by @dc418writes | Tim x black!reader Trope: friends to lovers

Keep Quiet by @auteurdelabre | Tim x f!reader Trope: secret relationship

When Only Memories Remain by @artsy-girl-76 | 3.4k | Tim x f!reader Trope: "shop" AU

[flightlessangelwings]

FawKtober 2024 Part 1- Javi Gutierrez

Javi Gutierrez x gn!reader

Kinks- Fingering, slow and soft

Word count- 814

Warnings- s.mut (18+ ONLY!), soft and fluffy, praise, no plot, pet names, no description of reader, no use of y/n

Notes- Starting off kinktober with some slow and softness with our dear sweet Javi!! Enjoy!!

@flightlessangelwings-updates is my update blog so please follow that and turn on post notifs to stay up to date on new things!

~

“Corazon, you are so beautiful,” Javi murmured in your ear.

“Ja…vi…” you panted as your body felt like an inferno.

“That’s it mi amor,” he moaned, “So beautiful…”

Javi’s fingers were buried deep inside you, feeling your warmth engulf him. You both laid completely naked on his bed while he held you in his strong grip with his other arm. Moonlight illuminated the room through the open window, and it framed your bodies perfectly. Javi’s breath hitched in his throat as he watched you squirm in his embrace as the low light of the moon made you look like an angel.

“Beautiful,” he whispered again as he pumped two fingers slowly, taking his time.

Your eyes fluttered shut as you surrendered yourself to how good his thick fingers felt inside of you. Even with the slow pace, Javi’s movements still drove you wild and you felt the heat build from within you. All you could do was moan and whimper with every thrust of his fingers.

“Feels so good, Javi,” you moaned as you arched your back.

“You feel so good, amor,” he groaned back as he placed a feather light kiss on your temple. 

Your mind swam in bliss as he took his time to feel you. With every thrust of his fingers, Javi lingered inside you for several long moments. He groaned in your ear as your inner muscles squeezed his fingers. Every deep breath you took made you tighten around him. 

Javi kept his eyes fixed on you. He watched as your chest rose and fell with every gasp and deep breath you took. He watched as your mouth dropped open to let out a cry of pleasure every time his fingers buried themselves inside you once more. He listened as your moans filled the room, sending a pulse to his cock every time. 

But his own pleasure would wait. For now, Javi took great pride in how much he pleased you. He almost felt as if fingering you genuinely gave him pleasure as well. 

“That’s it, amor,” he purred as he pumped his fingers in a slow yet steady rhythm, “Do not hold back.”

Letting yourself go, you cried out loudly as Javi continued to whisper encouragement in your ear. “Javi…” you whimpered in between gasps.

“I know,” he kissed the side of your face tenderly, “I got you.”

You bucked your hips in time with his thrusts as Javi pumped his fingers in and out of you. He was in no rush, though. He took his time, slowly thrusting and withdrawing his fingers as he watched you writhe in pleasure. 

“You look like an angel in the moonlight, mi amor,” Javi murmured as he studied your every expression.

You barely even heard him over your own moans. With every thrust of his fingers, Javi brought you more and more pleasure. You drowned in the sea of bliss as you rocked your hips on the bed. 

“Javi… Please…” you begged, unsure of what you negged for exactly.

Leaning over, Javi took your lips with his in a slow yet passionate kiss. He buried his fingers as deep inside you as he possibly could, stilling his body so that his tongue could dance with yours.

“Do you want to cum, amor?” he asked with a grin.

“Yes,” you breathed as your eyes fluttered open to see Javi in the moonlight, “Fuck…” he was so beautiful it took your breath away.

“I want that too,” he replied as he pumped his fingers in and out of you once more. 

You cried out again as he picked up his pace only slightly. It was enough to edge you closer to your goal, but not push you over just yet. Javi both wanted you to cum and didn’t want this to end at the same time. So, he found a middle ground as he continued to finger you to his satisfaction. 

“Javi…” you moaned.

He whispered your name as he stayed fixated on your body, “Mi amor.”

Feeling the heat building your body as Javi hit that sweets spot over and over again, you felt tears fill the corners of your eyes. “Fuck… Javi, I’m close…”

“Show me how beautiful you are when you cum, mi amor,” Javi purred.

“Javi… I love you…” you whimpered just before you climax hit as you came hard on his hand. You gushed into his hand as his thick fingers gilded you through your orgasm. He kept his steady pace until your moans turned to whimpers as you flopped flat on the bed.

Carefully, Javi pulled his fingers out of you, pleasing a series of feather light kisses all over your face as he did so, “Beautiful,” he whispered as he gathered you in his arms, “I love you so much, mi amor.” 

You sighed contently as you turned to your side and settled safely in Javi’s arms.

[all-the-things-2020]

This must be my weekend for bees. I got stung yesterday and today I find this adorable fic. Bzzzz ….🐝

Can I request dragonfly with Javi G please? 😊

Thank you for your request Bee, you sweetheart! Sorry it took a bit to get this out to you. I couldn't help using your URL as some inspiration too. 💚

June Prompts (link)

(gif by @mandobi-wan)

Javi G x gn!Reader

Warnings: bees and dragonflies, floooffff

Word Count: 1650ish

The first time he saw you was 2 seasons ago and he has been quietly smitten ever since, but he decided, today, Honey Day, was the day to do something about it because you spent the entire day in the groves. He’d have plenty of time to pluck up his courage, and the olive side of the business tended to make a big day of it. The kitchens fed all the grove workers lunch daily, but today, there would also be a big meal at the end of the work day by the ponds to celebrate. His mother was the mastermind behind the olive oil business, and she had also decided to create celebration days throughout to thank the field staff for their work and the Earth for her bounty.

Javi's excited, Honey Day was here. Sure, his family business was a gun cartel, but like most cartels it had a cover, and that cover was real. It just wasn't as big as it looked on paper. While Javi’s true interest was in screenplay writing, he did love the olive groves.

And for the olives to do their thing, they needed to be pollinated, and that led to having beekeepers bring in hives. Which led to you.

You drove your pickup truck into the Gutiérrez compound, heading straight for the rolling hills just beyond the olive trees. The son, Javi, was already on your mind. He was drop-dead gorgeous. In both an accessible way and at the very same time, "a don’t look directly into the sun" way. You thought perhaps the accessible part was his demeanor. He was kind of a goofball, sweet, and a bit of a head-in-the-clouds type. And while he and those in the family that dealt with the groves were very friendly, and Javi seemed very down to Earth, you knew with that kind of wealth, he was way out of your league. You also suspected there was more to the Gutiérrez Family business, but that wasn't any of your business. You stuck with the bees.

You park and start pulling your gear out, behind you, your partner Juan and Lola, the new apprentice, climb out of the mobile honey shed. You step into your bee suit and speak of the devil, Javi ambles up. He waves to the rest of the team but is looking at you. Your tummy does a tiny somersault. He's wearing a yellow shirt.

He always forgets… but he looks so-

“Why, it is the bee charmer!” Javi announces with a smile, not only in greeting but pleased he didn't say, my bee charmer.

“Hola, Mr Gutiérrez,” you smile back, shaking your head a little. Two summers ago, you had swooped in and pulled a young cousin of his out of a particularly scary situation. He found a bee tree and got too close, as in he climbed it "too close" and got swarmed. Bees know a honey thief when they see one. The bees were dripping off of you, but you didn't get stung.

So, now you are The Bee Charmer. Afterward, he asked if you had seen Fried Green Tomatoes. You actually had and had a very animated conversation about it. Well, he was very animated, and you were laughing, enjoying his enthusiasm. You loved movies, could quote them and knew directors… but you were pretty sure no one could love them as much as Javi.

"Javi! Please, you promised," Javi moans theatrically, hand to his heart, injured. 

"Yes, sorry. Hola Javi," you bow your head. "But, you also made a promise you seem to have forgotten."

Javi looks aghast.

"Que?"

"Your shirt, if you want to be here with the bees, no yellow or orange or …"

"Oh no! I did forget!" He looks back the way he came ruefully.

"Here," you dig into your duffle bag and pull out a long sleeve white t-shirt.

He smiles like a kid and starts to unbutton his shirt. You had not thought this through, this was one of those "staring at the sun" moments. His broad shoulders, strong arms, narrow waist, the softness to his belly… 

Do not look to long, you think to yourself, it's rude and will give you away.

He pulls the extra shirt over his head his warm honeyed curls popping through first. He shakes his head a little getting his hair out of his eyes.

"There, better?"

"Yeah that's much better," you say an octave higher than usual. And you hear snickering behind you. You close your eyes. 

"Okay Lola, you know what to do, gear up!" Says Juan apparently not only your partner, but lifesaver. 

You go over to him, give him a quiet thank you and let him know you'll go work the eastern hives…

"With Javi," he smiles, he teases but you know he, as he says, 'is rooting for you two.' 

He actively tries to find ways to create moments for the two of you to interact, ever since he saw you go all heart eyes the first time you talked to Javi. He insists Javi also has them for you too… 

"Maybe, I guess…he enjoys seeing the bees and how it all works." 

"He enjoys his Bee Charmer."

"O-kay." You say incredulously to him.

Javi does want to help, so you help him gear up fully, then head to the hives.

After working the eastern hives, you head back, bringing the full frames back to the mobile shed for extraction. Javi had retained a lot of what he learned last time and was both helpful and a fun companion. He acts as your assistant and chats about bees, always interested in your work, but also the films he had enjoyed since the last time you were here, and asked about what you've seen. He has paid attention to your body language so well. You don't have to tell him you need quiet on the occasions you do. He just stops talking. But when he fells the all-clear, he picks right up where he had left off as if he never stopped.

You pull off your bee suit, and look across the field to the grove and the nearby pond, the house staff was setting up for the celebration. 

"Let's-" Javi starts. "Ah, why don't we-"

You look up from your food, eyebrows set in a question.

"Would you like to… take a boat out on the pond?" He quickly adds, "with me?" 

"Oh!" You almost choke on your drink. "Sure!"

Behind Javi, Juan gives you a big smile and double thumbs up. 

Out on the water, he is telling you about the boat scene in Face/Off, alight with enthusiasm. Luckily, you've seen the movie since he insisted it was mandatory viewing. 

Suddenly, something darts in front of your face. You were used to bees darting into your eye-line, but this is huge. You instinctively jerk back. Coming at you again, it causes you to back up again and tumble back into the water. Javi hesitates only long enough to quickly pull off his shoes and into the water he goes. He has you, his arms under yours in no time.

You come up sputtering and laughing treading water with ease, Javi follows close behind. 

“You can swim,” He says.

“Yes I can swim, silly” You laugh, then you touch something with your foot, and roll your eyes. “Besides…” you stand and you both find you are in about a meter and a half of water. You laugh again, giving a snort. Javi is right there with you. Then the menace that sent you into the “depths” is in your face again, disappearing above.

Javi comes up to you, close, and your breath catches a little. His hand goes to the top of your head and takes something off.  

“A dragonfly?” You say, looking at the large jewel-toned insect. 

“A dragonfly,” he says giving it a little shake to encourage it off the finger it is perched on. It hovers, buzzing, and then zips off to the cattails. 

Javi hasn't moved, he looks at you and the moment stretches. Some of the staff has come to the water's edge with towels, Juan and Lola watch happily, unabashed. Juan looking self-satisfied as if he had orchestrated the entire thing. 

“May I kiss you, my bee charmer?”

“How can I refuse a gallant dragon tamer?”

THANK YOU FOR READING! 💚

[freelancearsonist]

and they'd find us in a week

➔ Javi Gutierrez x gn!Reader - 1.8k

➔ Javi whisks you away to Italy for your honeymoon. The only problem is, you're too busy exploring your new husband to leave your hotel room.

➔ Rated MA for basically just husband!javi fluffy cock-worship, oral (m receiving), handjobs, cum swallowing, lots of spanish pet names (reader is spanish speaking), no use of y/n, reader is able-bodied but no description of anatomy and no pronouns used. [please let me know if i missed any :)]

You’ve never woken up quite as languidly as you do today.

The first thing your senses are alerted to is the roaring crash of waves. Bright light floods your eyes even through your closed eyelids, and you roll over with a groan to press your face into the plush pillow beneath your head for a few more precious seconds of darkness. It smells of your favorite leave-in conditioner after your shower last night–a familiar scent in this otherwise unfamiliar bed.

Not that you can complain–this is the softest bed you’ve ever slept in. The mattress is cloud-like and the sheets are silky and warm… except on the other side of the bed. Those sheets are rumpled and turned back, cold with absence.

You sit up and rub the remaining dregs of sleep from your eyes, glancing around the sizable hotel room in search of your fiance–husband. You’re still getting used to that shift in title, but it’s a very welcome change.

The balcony door is open, which is why you can hear the waves so clearly. There’s a gentle breeze swirling in through the opening, fluttering the curtains and sending a slight chill down your spine despite how warm the morning already is. The air smells so fresh here–salt and water and everything you love about the beach. It’s spring, the season of rebirth, and things are changing. Leaves are returning, flowers are blooming, and you’re starting a new page in the story of your life with the man of your dreams.

The man of your dreams, who is currently nowhere to be found.

You swing your legs over the edge of the mattress with a groan of protest, still sore and shaky from yesterday–your third day of honeymoon bliss. Your suitcases still sit on the dresser across from the bed, zipped and neatly packed; you haven’t worn clothes in three wonderful, languid, pleasure-filled days. It’s been absolute bliss.

The sound of the shower shutting off alerts you to the fact that it was running in the first place–it was barely noticeable over the sound of the ocean outside the windows. You smile to yourself and lay back down against the pillows, the mission of finding your husband completed. 

Javi comes out of the bathroom moments later, wrapped in the most plush white robe you’ve ever seen while toweling his hair dry. And really, you’ve done nothing over the last three days except wet your sexual appetite–repeatedly and vigorously–with your husband. But seeing him like this makes you hungry; it drives a burning hot rod of arousal straight through the deepest, most unfathomable part of your gut. Your want over the past few days has been completely insatiable.

You look up at him—sleepy eyes half-lidded, wet hair slicked back, the faintest of smiles tugging at his perfect lips—and you are so, so in love with him. 

“Oh, you’re awake!” He says with a smile. “Do you want to order breakfast?”

You’re shaking your head before you can really stop yourself, because there’s only one thing that could quench your appetite right now and it’s standing right in front of you. “No, I’ve got my breakfast right here.”

His mouth opens to ask what you could possibly mean, but you catch his hand and pull him into a deep, languid kiss before he can say anything. It’s slow and syrupy, the morning bleeding into the action. You trace your tongue over his bottom lip and his mouth parts so eagerly to accept you. He’s become so familiar with your desires over the past few days, even after years together thinking he knew everything there was to know. But he keeps learning and adapting, finding new ways to draw little sounds and reactions from you. He’s nothing if not attentive to details and extremely eager to please.

He’s been doing a lot of pleasing over the past few days, though. He’s certainly earned a break and some appreciation, you think.

He lets out a little grunt when you gently push him into the mattress; his lips curl into a smile when you crawl over him to straddle his sturdy hips.

“Mi amor,” he mumbles, trying his best to lean up so he can keep kissing you despite your hands pinning his torso to the plush mattress. “Por favor–”

You lean down to appease him, lips feather-light against his as you whisper, “calmate, mi esposo. Yo cuidaré de ti.”

You can feel how quickly he hardens from your words even through the thick robe covering him and it sends a heady sense of power rushing through your veins. Your husband is a strong, important, powerful man–you’re the only person in the world who can bring him to his knees. He’ll even beg for it, if you ask. He’s putty in your hand, but you don’t take it for granted. You’re lucky and you know it–you’ll spend every day for the rest of your life thanking whatever deity there is for giving you Javi.

“Mi cielo,” he murmurs as your fingers find the tie of his plush white robe. “You don’t have to–”

“I want to, Javi,” you assure him as you slowly pull the knot apart. “Please?”

You can see the gulp that bobs his throat even as his eyes flutter closed and he tilts his head back. “Okay,” he whispers.

You unpeel the robe like a wrapping around a candy, appreciating the sight in all of its decadence but desperate to dig in. 

He’s desperate for it, too. Aching and hard just from your kisses, thick and flushed with arousal. Every beautiful inch of him is ready and waiting for your attention, from the soft curls at his base to the weeping mushroom head of him. 

The first touch of your fingers against his length is electric–he nearly jolts from it. Your fingers are so light and soft, it’s more like a whispering breeze than an actual touch. That is, until you wrap him firmly in your hand, fingers barely long enough to completely circle him. He moans then–a shuddery, shaky, utterly wrecked sound not quite like anything you’ve ever heard before.

“Still sensitive?”

He nods wordlessly, and you can’t blame him really. All you’ve done since arriving in Italy is go at it like rabbits, and last night he actually came dry. He’s bound to be a bit overstimulated, the poor thing.

You halt your hand and meet his dark brown eyes when his head pops up. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No!” He flushes a bit, surprised at his own desperation. “No, amor, por favor no pares.”

You can’t help the gentle laugh that flows from your lips–you love him like this. Stripped down, not just physically, but spiritually. Soul bared to you in a way that no one else has ever seen him. He allows himself to be weak and vulnerable in your arms because you build him back up stronger every time.

You lower yourself to him and lick languidly, one large stroke of your tongue up the vast length of him. He shivers with the stimulation and lets out a groan, hands clenching into fists at his sides to will himself not to squirm. It’s so hard to sit still like this, though–just the barest touch of your tongue, and he’s already near the brink.

He takes a deep breath, then another, then wills every cell in his body to not come.

Somehow, miraculously, it works–when you take his tip between your plush lips and swirl your tongue just right, he manages to hold it together. He lets loose a low grumble from deep in his chest, though, when your fingers dance down his stomach and over his hip to cradle his balls.

“Ay, dios mio…”

“Good?” You giggle when you ask, because you don’t really need him to answer. You can feel the way his thigh trembles beneath your free hand and see the way his chest hitches with shuddering breaths. His body is tuned like a fine guitar string to your skilled fingers–you know exactly the right chords to strum to get the sounds you want.

Your mouth presses deeper and deeper, the thick head of his hitting the back of your throat long before your nose finds those soft, soapy-smelling curls at the base.

“Ay, mi amor.” It’s more of a whimper than an actual spoken statement–high-pitched and needy. “Por favor…”

You pull off with a pop and let your hand take over with firm strokes that make him whimper. “Qué necesitas, mi cielo?”

“I need–” He gulps thickly, hips stuttering up into your grip, cock twitching as if in anticipation of your permission. “Need to come.”

You hum and lick slowly around his tip, dragging the flat of your tongue over his slit to taste the salty precum pooling steadily there. “Then come, darling.”

And Javi–ever only obedient to you–does exactly that. His body shakes with the force of it, beautiful damp sandy-brown curls splayed out against the pillows and broad hands scrabbling for purchase in the sheets as he fills your mouth. 

You never get tired of the taste of him; he’s the perfect mix of salty and sweet and something wonderful that can only be described as Javi. The first drop that meets your tongue makes you crave more–you push as far as you can to take every following spurt that he pulses into your mouth.

You swallow around him–drawing a whine from his throat in the process–before pulling off to admire your handiwork. And surely you can call yourself an artist, because the fruits of your efforts are a masterpiece. He’s flushed red from the shoulders up, chest heaving as he slowly steadies his breath, mouth agape around moans that have finally ceased.

You kiss up his body as he comes down from the high, over the soft round of his stomach and up his flushed neck, finally coming to his parted lips. His eyes meet yours, and suddenly the entire world is spinning on its axis until it’s flipped onto its back–your back. He chuckles as he hovers over you, scattering kisses all over your face.

“Gracias, mi amor,” he hums contentedly. Like this, you can feel every inch of his skin pressed against every inch of yours, the open robe falling around the parameters of your bodies and caging you into a soft, feathery cocoon.

“Was that what you needed, my darling?”

“Everything I needed and more,” he tells you earnestly. His kisses start to stray off course–across your cheeks, then along your jaw, then down your neck. “May I return the favor?”

It’s a tantalizing offer, certainly; as much as you’re eager to finally leave this room and go explore Italy, it’s not looking like today is going to be the day.

“Por favor, mi esposo.”

And Javi, ever the faithful servant, is more than willing to oblige. Con gusto.

THE END

➔ Translations:

calmate - calm down yo cuidaré de ti - let me take care of you por favor no pares - please don't stop qué necesitas - what do you need? con gusto - with pleasure

➔ A/N: the title of this one is another hozier song (big surprise cece) - "in a week" is so beautiful, pls give it a listen :) thank you as always to @shakespeareanwannabe for betaing this lil thing 🥺 thank you as well to the dieter bravo brainrot club for always enabling me <3

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MALE!READER WRITING REQUESTS OPEN!

Come check out my works bellow!

I've seen how devastatingly little male!reader fics are in my big fandoms, and as a gay man i feel like i should provide us with said fics! Which is why I'm opening my ask box for any and all male!readers and gn!readers requests! (Including anon requests!)

RULES:

I WON'T ACCEPT FEMALE!READER FICS REQUESTS. I’m a trans-masc genderfluid, so male!Readers or gn!Readers are the ones that I usually write and am comfortable with. It’s hard looking for male!reader fics, especially in female-dominated fandoms, that's why I'm opening requests for any and all sad and touch-starved dudes out there! If these don't fit your preferences then you are free to leave, and if you're a female user/reader entering my blog, I hope you remain respectful about the fics I write or get requests for, thank you.

NOTE: I NEVER USE ANY FORM OF Y/N IN MY FICS. Please be aware that i write based on my current fixations. Fixations may vary in how much i want to write them so i’ll be ranking from the MOST interested to the LEAST interested but will write. Please be patient in waiting for your fics as i, sadly, have IRL work to worry about too! 

What i will write:

male!reader

gender-neutral reader

Ftm! Reader

Smut 

Platonic or Romantic relationships

Kid!reader (ONLY platonic-parental relationships)

angst

fluff

comfort

headcanons

nsfw alphabets

drabbles

Series

Age gap (CHARACTERS MUST BE OVER THE AGE OF 19)

What I Won't write:

female!reader

underage characters (anyone under 17)

necrophilia

real people

pedophilia

Omorashi

age play

rape/non-con

incest

offensive/harmful things

THE CHARACTER LIST!

Current immediate fixation:

HOUSE MD (Up to s2)

Gregory House 

James Wilson

Robert Chase

Lisa Cuddy

PEDRO PASCAL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE

Ezra (prospect)

Joel Miller

Javi Gutierrez

Javier Peña

Frankie Morales

Whiskey (Kingsman)

MORTAL KOMBAT 1

Johnny Cage

Kenshi Takahashi

Tomas Vrbada

Syzoth

HONKAI STAR RAIL

Boothill

Welt

Sampo

Gallagher

Dr. Ratio

JUJUTSU KAISEN

Satoru Gojo

Nanami Kento

Higuruma Hiromi

Ryoumen Sukuna

Yuuji Itadori (Fluff)

Toge Inumaki (Fluff)

Less interested (but will write) Fixations:

TOP GUN 86’ & TOP GUN: MAVERICK

Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd

Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin

COD MODERN WARFARE II

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

John 'Soap' Mactavish

König

DETROIT: BECOME HUMAN

Connor (RK800)

Nines (RK900)

HONORABLE MENTIONS

Chris Knight (Real Genius)

Hannibal (NBC)

The Corinthian (Netflix Sandman)

Leon S. Kennedy (RE4 Remake)

Luis Serra (RE4 Remake)

Understand that these are all works of fiction; I am perfectly fine with writing for topics including mafias, mobs, murder, organized crime, war, mental illness, abuse, etc.; but please do not romanticize them in any way. Reading it is fine; please don't romanticize them in your head.

If any of this provided information may seem confusing or have any questions, feel free to drop a DM and I will explain further! I will try to post fic requests as regularly and as fast as I can!

For refrence, these are fics i've written and uploaded to my AO3!

Steven Grant/Male Reader fluff

XMEN Family Pride Fic

Steven Grant/Male Reader Smut #1

Steven Grant/Male Reader Smut #2

Deadpool/Male Reader Fluff Confession

Deadpool/Ftm Reader Smut

Robert 'Bob' Floyd/Male Reader Fluff

Robert 'Bob' Floyd/Male Reader sunshine x grumpy

Tangerine/Male Reader Fluff/Angst Mature

Tangerine/Male Reader Mature

Tangerine/Male Reader (Escort Fic) Mature

Tangerine/NB Reader Teen&Up

Tangerine/Gender-Fluid Reader (Coming out fic)

Francisco "Catfish" Morales/Husband Reader

Joel Miller/Ftm Reader & Ellie Fluff

Joel Miller & Kid Reader

Joel Miller/Ftm Reader & Tess Fluff a bit Angst

Miguel O'hara/Male Reader Fluff

Miguel O'hara/Male Reader Spicy Fluff

Miguel O'hara/Male&GN Reader Spicy Fluff

Miguel O'hara/Male&GN Reader Fluff slight Angst

Din Djarin/Boyfriend Reader Smut

And the Short Fics/Drabbles on Tumblr!

Pulse (Tangerine/M!reader)

Deep Dive (Namor/M!reader)

Hold Tight (Tangerine/gn Reader)

Ner Mesh'la (Din Djarin/Male Reader)

Trinkets (Kurt Wagner/Gender-fluid Reader)

"Anythin' you wanna be." (Hobie Brown & Ftm Reader)

Little Nap! (Meows Morales Drabble)

Anyone that starts an argument about me writing exclusively for men and gender neutrals alike will get a very passive-aggressive and sarcastic reply to your request. There is an abundance of female!readers fics and writers who provide them; I am just here for people that takes a whole day searching for good male!reader fics. IF you do start an unnecessary rant about my fics or my writing preferences at a given moment; I’ve been in fandom spaces for the last 7 years of my life and run on pure manic adrenaline, I will throw hands. 

Without further ado, REBLOG TO TELL ALL DUDES! I OPEN MY FLOOD GATES! WELCOME ALL MALE!READER REQUESTS!

[multimuseficreblogs]

reblogging because i added more characters!

masterlists ❅ all pedro pascal masterlists ❅ all joel miller masterlists pedro pascal ❅ all pedro pascal ❅ all pedro smut ❅ all pedro fluff ❅ all pedro angst dave york (the equalizer 2) ❅ all dave york ❅ all dave smut ❅ all dave fluff ❅ all dave angst ❅ all dave x gn!reader

dieter bravo (the bubble) ❅ all dieter bravo ❅ all dieter smut ❅ all dieter fluff ❅ all dieter angst ❅ all dieter x gn!reader

din djarin (the mandalorian) ❅ all din djarin ❅ all din smut ❅ all din fluff ❅ all din angst ❅ all din x gn!reader

frankie morales (triple frontier) ��� all frankie morales ❅ all frankie smut ❅ all frankie fluff ❅ all frankie angst

jack "agent whiskey" daniels (kingsman: the golden circle) ❅ all jack daniels ❅ all jack smut ❅ all jack fluff ❅ all jack angst ❅ all jack x gn!reader ❅ all jack x male!reader ❅ all jack x plus size!reader

javi gutierrez (the unbearable weight of massive talent) ❅ all javi gutierrez ❅ all javi smut ❅ all javi fluff ❅ all javi angst

javier pena (narcos) ❅ all javier pena ❅ all javier smut ❅ all javier fluff ❅ all javier angst ❅ all javier x gn!reader

joel miller (the last of us) ❅ all joel masterlists ❅ all joel miller ❅ all joel smut ❅ all joel fluff ❅ all joel angst ❅ all joel x gn!reader ❅ all joel x male!reader

oberyn martell (game of thrones) ❅ all oberyn martell ❅ all oberyn smut ❅ all oberyn fluff ❅ all oberyn angst ❅ all oberyn x gn!reader

[pedros-husband]

you steal their clothes

pedro pascal characters x male/gn! reader

characters included: Javier Pena, Joel Miller, Javi Gutierrez, Marcus Moreno, Ezra, Din Djarin, Frankie Morales, agent whiskey, Silva, Oberyn Martell, Dave York, dieter bravo, Tim Rockford, Dio Morrisey

Javier pena: he thinks you look extremely hot in any of his clothes especially if you wear any of his tight jeans, the way the fabric clings to your ass has him reeling. and if your alone in the office/at home, he'll have you bent over a desk or in the sheets in moments. he doesn't hide how hot he thinks you look in them either, it's a lot of flirty comments and lingering touches. if you aren't in private he might walk up behind you and start trailing kisses down your neck, his arms wrapped around your waist as he whispers what he wishes he could do to you.

Joel miller: he won’t admit it but he thinks you look so handsome/gorgeous in any of his clothes, especially his flannel shirts, so when he catches you wearing one of them his eyes will light up and a small smile will play on his lips-only for a second though. Then he will silently walk over to you and wrap you up in his arms, smiling into your neck. And if it’s your day off he will push you down on to the couch/bed and hold you close in his arms, your face pressed into his chest as he runs his hands over the curves and contours of your body. If you try and mention how clingy he’s being and how he likes you wearing his clothes- he’ll shut you up with kisses and cuddles until you forgot all about what you where saying. (Sometimes it goes a little further and he’ll rip the shirt off you in heated desire, the buttons popping off as you gasp and he just grumbles about how he doesn’t care)

Javi Gutierrez: he smiles so wide like a puppy and sweeps you up in his arms whispering every pet name under the sun, kissing your cheek and trailing them down your arms and to your hands, telling you how he loves the way you look in his clothes. He will immediately propose that the two of you cuddle and watch all his favourite nick cage movies- and who are you to say no to that cute face?

Marcus Moreno: he melts when he sees you cuddled up in one of his hoodies and as long as he’s finished all his work he’ll drop anything he’s doing to wrap you up in his arms mumbling. How he’s so lucky to have you and to be your husband. He won’t be able to keep his hands off you and not necessarily in a sexual way he just needs to be touching you in some way, even if it’s just the pinkies touching on the couch if your working otherwise his whole body will be draped over you in a big bear hug.

Ezra: let’s be real he only really has a couple of undershirts and pants for under his suit so if you wear any of his clothes they’re going to be quite tight fitting (just pretend they would be okay) and so he’ll drool over you and immediately decide that the orlac hunting can wake a couple more minutes whilst he indulges in his favorite treasure…

Din djarin: he doesn’t wear anything other than his Mando armour like Ezra so instead if your a mando like him and you take your top armour off and are left in just your undershirt and trousers, he’ll flip the razor crest into autopilot and drag you back into the bunk room to retrace some tension he’s feeling

Frankie morales: he thinks you look so hot in his clothes even if it’s just his baseball hat (maybe with nothing else at all) and will twirl you around, smiling like an idiot, before swooping you up and putting you down on the couch, wrapped up in his arms. He won’t let you leave his grasp until the image of you in whatever your wearing is permanently engraved into his brain.

Agent whiskey: he thinks it’s the sexiest thing in the world, seeing you all cozy on the couch or doing the dishes in his shirts and shorts, he’ll walk up behind you , wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing his face into your neck, inhaling the smell of your cologne/ soap and smile. Sometimes he’ll whisk you off to the bedroom as well

Silva: he loves when you wear his cowboy hat or his old bandana, to him it shows that your his and no one else’s, and anyone who sees you will know that your his as well.

Oberyn martell: he has quite a few of each of his robes as spares and such as he’s the prince so when he catches you wearing his yellow robe his jaw drops to the floor. No matter if he’s attending an important meeting or training, he’ll drop whatever he’s doing and whisk you back to your chambers.

Dave York: he’ll play it off like he’s pissed that you stole his clothes but will secretly steal looks when your not looking, his eyes wandering over your body as he bites his lip. He’ll make a few phone calls to call in late and re arrange some plans so he can have you for a little while longer…

Dieter bravo: this man can already barely keep his hand off you so the second he sees you in something that’s his, he’s tackling you to the nearest bed/couch, looking at you with excited and hungry eyes, mumbling about how much better his clothes look on you but he’d prefer none at all.

Tim Rockford: he catches you wearing his shoulder holster in the mirror at home , and stops in his tracks, taking a couple steps back to leer through the door and admire how it looks on you. He will stare for hours until you’ve walked up to him and tapped him in the shoulder, snapping him out of his daydream with a bright blush on his face as you chuckle to yourself.

Dio morrissey: if you wear any of his necklaces/ leather jackets he’ll go feral. He thinks it’s the hottest thing ever and will pin you to the bed, trailing kisses along your neck and chest whispering curses under his breath as he progressively gets more and more hot and bothered.

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A/n: sorry I haven’t posted any fics recently, I have had a flare up in my back and it’s thrown me off a bit, I’m working on a request that should be out soon hopefully and just a thank you to everyone as well :)

[osped]

JOSE PEDRO BALMACEDA PASCAL

HIS CHARACTERS

🌟 Good Morning, Bachelor Nation! 🌟 by @elvinaa

You have a big ass by @pedros-husband

How about 7 Pedros for a minute each? by @oonajaeadira

scary movie typa guy ; genre of movies pedro boys are into by @creedslove

Having Triplets: by @absurdthirst

PEDRO PASCAL

reader calls, telling him they had to go to the emergency room by @judysxnd

he hated the feeling or thought of reader ever leaving ; protective pedro ; blind date ; comforts him ; none of that really matters ; him just loving being a girl dad ; pedro x sick!reader ; whole pregnancy by @talaok (at this point I sould've just put her masterlist link here, lol)

it's not that kind of cold shower (pedro x gn/m!reader) ; 🎯MASTERLIST🎯pedro pascal x gn/m!reader by @pedge-stuff

PERO TOVAR

Pero Tovar and his Guerrera by @prolix-yuy

friend sets Pedro and (y/n) on a blind date by @talaok

take my hand - pero tovar x fem!reader by @pedrito-friskito

Temple of Love ; Grumpy Pumpkin by @sirowsky-stories

OBERYN MARTELL

Window Shopping by @the-dendrophile-bookdragon

Birfday - Oberyn by @writeforfandoms

MARCUS PIKE

I’m Here by @davnittbraes

Forgive These Bones I'm Hiding (Part 2 of 2) by @whataperfectwasteoftime

JAVIER PENA

I know that I shouldn't... but I love you. by @odetodilfs

Nᴏᴛ Iɴᴛᴏ Bᴏʏs (Jᴀᴠɪᴇʀ Pᴇñᴀ) by @obsessedwithpedritoofc

Crossroads (Javier Peña x AFAB!Reader) ; Narcos Masterlist by @ithebookhoarder 

wait, what? by @plentyoffandoms

Trick and Treat by @jobean12-blog

tolerate it [javi peña x gn!reader] by @mandoalorian

quickie at the party ; LA LLUVIA 🌧️ by @creedslove

JOEL MILLER

the sun will shine again by @foli-vora

loads of hickeys by @talaok

doing a million steps nightly skin care routine ; The Millers 💖 by @creedslove

Joel Miller Masterlist by @jobean12-blog

sated by @softlyspector

Feral Masterlist by @ohraicodoll

"a gentle hand" — joel miller by @louswrld11

All Good Things [a Joel x f!reader fic] by @criticallyacclaimedstranger

a sheep in wolf's clothing by @jupiter-soups

Halloween Special by @strang3lov3

I wanna show you off by @joelscurls

crying for the first time ever by @joels-shitty-puns

grumpy!husband!joel by @cruelfvkingsummer

JAVI GUTIERREZ

Skinny Dipping by @second-axis-point

Kinktober Day 13: Javi Gutiérrez w/overstimulation and bondage. by @odetodilfs

DIN DJARIN

In The Silence by @dindjarindiaries

D.D. - "Then we'll find out together." by @missredherring

Uncut by @beskarandblasters

the cantina by @spctrsgf

trying boba tea for the first time by @toxic-seduction

50. Nothing is wrong with you. 55. I’m not going anywhere. ; Soft!Din by @ezrasbirdie

Familiar & Unfamiliar by @theidiotwhowritesthings

DIETER BRAVO

2023 Summer Kiss Prompt #10: Dieter Bravo - A Kiss While Baking by @something-tofightfor

DAVE YORK

Surrogate Love {Dave York x F!Reader} by @absurdthirst

FRANKIE MORALES

Broken by @musings-of-a-rose

sweet treat (frankie morales x f!plus-size!reader) by @mrsmando

Kɪʟʟ ғᴏʀ Yᴏᴜ (Fʀᴀɴᴋɪᴇ Mᴏʀᴀʟᴇs) by @obsessedwithpedritoofc

Telltale Heart by @astroboots

fading ; something new [plus size fem reader] by @ezrasbirdie

MARCUS PIKE

pretending to be him ; RE-ENCOUNTER 🎨 by @creedslove

used by you by @foli-vora 

SILVA

Tʜᴇ Oᴛʜᴇʀ Mᴀɴ (Sɪʟᴠᴀ) by @obsessedwithpedritoofc

PS : I reblog all this amazing fanfic on my other tumblr account on @uwiuwi. I just like to reread, but it got me so stressfull when my main blog so full with reblogs, so I make this masterlist for my future self. I hope none of the authors of the fanfics I put in here mad. Sorry and Thank you for your hardwork guys.