#Manny Montana Age

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Manny Montana Biography, Wife, age, Net Worth, TV Shows, height

Manny Montana is an American actor best known for his role on the USA Network series Graceland as Johnny Tuturro and Rio in the Netflix/NBC series Good Girls.

After graduating in 2006, Montana appeared in various student films, which eventually landed him a single-episode guest star on a different TV series. In 2012, Montana performed at Graceland. In 2015, Montana starred in Michael Mann’s “Black Hat.” 

Manny Montana Age

Montana is 39 years old. As of 2023, he was born on September 26, 1983, in Long Beach, California, USA. He celebrates his birthday on September 26 every year, and his birth sign is Libra.

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SWEETHEART!ANAKIN HEADCANONS 2

TW: at some point it contains mentions of small sexual content (like breast kissing), so if you're feeling uncomfortable with it, please do not read

Author's note: you wanted it so I deliver it kindly to your notifications or whatever. It's long just for people who asked for even more sweetheart!ani - link

Maul - Manny Montana

Cal - Cameron Monaghan

Shmi - Pernilla August

Sweetheart!Anakin who, after founding out that your ex boyfriend cheated on you multiple times, drove to him with baseball bat for aggressive negotiations. It was the only and the last time he'd use force to hurt someone. Even if it felt good to make him regret even daring himself to think about other woman when he had you, Anakin felt guilty, dirty. And in that moment he promised himself to never do that again

Sweetheart!Anakin who tried to do everything to cheer you up after the break-up

Sweetheart!Anakin who obviously asked you out to prom and that moment started a relationship between you two

Sweetheart!Anakin who often took you out on small dates where you just drove around the neighborhood or around the city. Ending the day with watching the stars on his car

Sweetheart!Anakin who, as a teenager, fully acknowledged that you are the one he wants to spend the rest of the life with, so from that time he saved money for an engagement ring;

"I want to marry y/n," he proclaimed with a sense of pride, looking earnestly at his mother.

She glanced at him with a tender smile. "Ani, you're only fifteen," she responded softly, her eyes filled with both affection and concern.

He puffed out his chest and squared his shoulders, a gesture of youthful determination. "But I’ll be sixteen soon," he insisted with unwavering resolve.

His mother’s smile broadened, and she pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead before turning back to the sink to wash her hands. The kitchen, filled with the comforting aroma of evening cooking, seemed to embrace their conversation.

"And sixteen is a very mature age." he continued, his voice following her as he leaned against the counter. "I’m quite mature for my age. I have more responsibilities than most boys my age," he added, his tone a blend of earnestness and pride as he studied the gleam of the kitchen’s fixtures.

"I know you do, baby"

He crossed his arms over his chest, his gaze fixed intently on her. "Then why don’t you believe me when I say I want to marry y/n?" he asked, a hint of a pout tugging at his lips.

"I didn’t say I don’t believe you," she replied gently, focusing on cutting a carrot. "I said you're too young to get married, and I’m sure y/n’s mother feels the same way."

He slumped against the counter with dramatic flair, crossing his arms and frowning deeply. "That’s not fair," he muttered under his breath.

"Why isn’t it fair?"

"Because why should I wait in the first place?" he insisted, his tone resolute. He watched her slice the carrot, his thoughts consumed by y/n. "She’s the best person I know, and she’s so beautiful," he added with a heavy sigh, his heart and mind wholly set on her.

His mother’s lips curved into a tender smile as she walked over to kiss the top of his head before opening the fridge to gather ingredients for dinner.

He leaned against her for a moment, peering into the fridge and surveying the array of food. "She smiles in the most enchanting way," he said, his voice filled with admiration. "And her eyes are perfect, like the sky on a clear day." He could have gone on endlessly about her, but this was just the tip of the iceberg in expressing his love. "She deserves the best, and I want to give that to her."

After small pause, he continued, "She’s so smart and kind, always ready to help others. Yet, I don’t think she fully realizes how amazing she is. She has this incredible sense of humor that catches me off guard and makes me laugh so hard..." He glanced at his mother, searching for her reaction. "I promise I’d take good care of her," he added quietly.

"I know you would," she replied softly.

He studied her intently, determined to win this argument. “Then why can’t I marry her?” he asked, tilting his head slightly.

“Ani,” she sighed, her tone gentle. “We’ve discussed this before. You’re too young.”

He pouted but continued to watch his mother prepare the meal. He was stubborn, but he understood when she was resolute. “So when will you let me marry her? When I’m eighteen?”

“It’s not just about age,” she explained softly. “It’s about being truly certain that she’s the one you want to spend your life with. Marriage is a serious commitment, Ani. I wouldn’t want you to marry young and later regret it. I want you to be absolutely sure, when you’re an adult.”

He huffed, knowing her arguments were difficult to counter. Though he was only sixteen, he couldn’t imagine his life without y/n.

“Yeah, yeah, but still,” he muttered, frowning as he leaned against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest.

Sweetheart!Anakin who at the age of 20 bought an engagement ring from the money he saved. It was a radiantly shining five stone round brilliant diamond. White gold with two diamond stones at each shoulder and the biggest one in the middle. It perfectly reflected the light; so flawless, so luminous. He was grinning like crazy at the thought of possibly slipping it on your finger;

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“Just promise you’ll wear something special tonight, okay?” he said into his phone, his anxiety evident.

“Ani, I’m not deaf,” your voice came through the phone with a hint of exasperation. “I’ve heard you.”

“I know, I know,” he said, still holding the ring close to eye it from different angles. “I just want you to look extra stunning tonight.”

“You always say I look beautiful in anything I wear,” you replied.

“Because you do look absolutely gorgeous in everything,” he said quickly. “But I want tonight to be special. I want you to look drop-dead gorgeous.” He added, stopping at an old bench. His stomach churned with nerves that refused to let go.

He could almost envision your smile through the phone. “Then I’ll wear something drop-dead gorgeous just to make you fall to your knees” you teased.

His heart skipped a beat at your words. He already knew you'd make him fall to his knees tonight, especially with what he plans to do. You could hear his chuckle through the phone. But it was a bit different, as if excitement and anxiety surged within him. “I have no doubts about it,” he replied, leaning back against the bench and taking a deep breath to steady his racing heart.

He had to admit he was terrified, but not of your answer. His fear was that he might mess up, say something awkward, or forget to ask you properly. For millions times, or even more, he imagined this situation. From being just a teenager, to this day he thought what he'll say, how he'll say it and where it's be. It was almost overwhelming, he had never felt so much adrenaline and squeezing his insides stress in his whole life. He took a few more deep breaths and a sip of wine, trying to remind himself that this was the most significant moment of his life and everything will go perfectly

His gaze shifted to the entrance of the restaurant, and he nearly choked on his wine. You were smiling at the waitress who checked your name before letting you in. He was utterly stunned. You were wearing a crimson red dress that clung to your curves perfectly, driving him crazy with your beauty.

For a moment, it felt as if his heart had stopped, and he could hardly breathe. Time seemed to stand still, his mouth going dry as he took in your appearance. You looked... simply perfect. Gorgeous. Breathtaking. His mind struggled to comprehend how you could look so incredible, and the realization that you were dressed like that just for him made his throat even drier.

The dress was a mermaid cut, hugging your hips beautifully. It was adorned with small, shiny gemstones that made it shimmer even more, accentuating your cleavage in a way that made his breath catch. He was certain he was on the verge of a heart attack as he watched you approach their table after making an eye contact. The way the dress clung to your figure was driving him to distraction, so he bit his lip and took a deep breath, struggling to calm his racing heart. He mentally cursed himself for staring at your cleavage, though he couldn’t seem to look away. Everything about you was mesmerizing, and his heart continued to race. He knew his hands would be shaking if he had to hold them up right now. As you drew nearer, all he could do was smile, feeling the knots in his stomach as he stood to help her into her seat. After you were seated, he pushed the chair back and sat down again, unable to tear his eyes away from you. The breathlessness returned as he took in every detail of your appearance, from your slightly messy bun to your full, raspberry lips. “You look...” he began, pausing as he searched for the right words. Gorgeous was the first word that came to mind, but it felt inadequate compared to the way you looked. He let out a small, breathy chuckle. “perfect,” he said, his mouth going dry once more at the sight of his beautiful girl “Thank you, you look very nice as well,” you replied warmly. He took a deep breath, attempting to regain his composure. How was he supposed to concentrate when you looked so stunning in a dress that revealed so much? He was afraid that being too distracted might cause him to mess up this important moment. He managed a small smile and nodded slightly. “Are you hungry?” he asked with a light chuckle, picking up his menu to review it again. “Oh gosh, yes,” you said with a sigh, immediately reaching for your own menu. He struggled to hold back a smile as he reviewed the menu, trying to focus on the food. At this point, all he could concentrate on was you. You were more than just beautiful; you were beyond words. Terms like gorgeous, stunning, and magnificent seemed inadequate. You embodied perfection in that moment, leaving him utterly mesmerized. Your presence rendered him speechless, a feeling that was not new but was intensified every time he saw you in a something new

As they enjoyed their meal, you broke the silence. “What’s going on today? You’re all dressed up, my mom was unusually excited and insistently walked after me to make me wear a dress.. Is there some special occasion? Did I forget something?” your cheeks flushed deeply in what came an embarrassed and slight shame “You didn’t forget anything,” he grinned to himself. He knew your mother was aware of the proposal since he made sure to first ask your parents for approval. “Can’t I just take the beautiful woman I love out to dinner?” you only blushed deeply, feeling extremely exposed to him. But not only from the revealing dress you've never wore before but also spiritually, as if your whole being was revealed to his loving eyes “Stop looking at me like that,”

“Like what?” he feigned innocence, though he knew exactly what you meant “Like I’m about to vanish if you close your eyes,” he chuckled again, “well, you’re so stunning, sometimes I feel like you’re not real” he leaned back in his chair with a smile.

Sweetheart!Anakin who proposed to you after asking your parents for approval/blessing;

He held you close as you strolled down the street, his jacket draped over your shoulders not only to keep you warm but also to offer a bit more coverage for your stunning dress. You looked breathtakingly beautiful. He glanced at you again, unable to suppress the broad, foolish grin spreading across his face. He felt a surge of readiness—he was poised to ask the question that would forever alter your lives.

"Do you remember our first date?" he asked, his voice tinged with anticipation.

your lips curled into a teasing smile "Are you referring to the one in kindergarten or the one in high school?"

He chuckled, rolling his eyes with affectionate exasperation, though the recollections made him smile. "You could say both," he replied, slowing your pace to take in your face properly.

"Well, I loved both," your smile turning warm and genuine. "You were adorable as a six-year-old."

"Were?"

"Now you're handsome and cute" your eyes dancing with affection.

He could only smile, almost feeling his face muscles giving up from too much pressure and stretching. However, he ignored the slight pain to guide you to a quieter, more secluded stretch of the street. The area was dimly lit, and while a few pedestrians were scattered about, no one was in your immediate vicinity.

"Do you remember when we had our fake engagement?" he murmured with a nostalgic glint in his eyes.

you laughed softly "Of course. Although the ring pop you gave me was devoured a long time ago."

"Maybe this one will last a bit longer," he said with a nervous edge in his tone, his thumb lightly brushing your knuckles.

you started to chuckle unexpectedly. "What do you—"

Before you could finish your question, he sank to one knee, his eyes locked with yours, a profound sincerity in his gaze. He released your hand to retrieve the small black box from his pocket.

He opened it slowly, revealing the ring he had chosen earlier that day. As he held it up, his gaze fell back to yours. In that moment, he realized that no amount of carefully crafted words could capture what he felt. What mattered was the truth of his emotions. He didn't need a grand speech; he just needed to be sincere.

"I... I don’t have a fancy speech prepared for this," he murmured, his voice tinged with vulnerability.

He took another deep breath, his fingers tightening around the box.

"But what I do have is the truth," he continued, his voice breaking slightly. He didn't mind his emotions showing; he didn't care that he was overwhelmed. You were standing before him, the most beautiful person he had ever seen, and that was all that mattered.

"The truth is, I am absolutely and completely in love with you," he said, his gaze steady despite the lump forming in his throat. "Every part of me—my heart, my soul—everything belongs to you." He swallowed hard again, struggling to keep his composure.

"You are the first thought I have each morning and the last one at night. Just your presence brings me more joy than I can express..I-i can't imagine a day without you, or my life without you. You are everything to me...And I want to spend the rest of my life with you," he continued, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. "To love you, to share each day and night with you, to hold you close, to watch you grow, and to see you shine even brighter than you already do." He took a shaky breath, his resolve firm despite his emotions.

“So, I asked for your parents' blessing, and they gave it to me. But the only approval I need is yours,” He offered you a reassuring smile, drawing another deep breath to steady his pounding heart and quell the sudden surge of anxiety.

He lifted the ring higher, holding it out to you with a hopeful gaze. “I love you more than I ever thought was humanely possible. So will you… will you do me honour a-and-- marry me?”

Well, that was unexpected. All the words he just said, brought an expression full of surprise and emotion. Never in your life, you experienced such love from a person. It was.. overwhelming to say the least. But maybe it's normal? Since we, people, were created to give and receive love? So when you finally meet someone so commitment to what God gave us, it feels so right and pure?

He held his breath, his mind racing through a thousand thoughts. For a few agonizing seconds, silence hung between them, heightening his anxiety. “You’re supposed to say something,” he mumbled, suddenly feeling self-conscious and vulnerable.

You chuckled softly, tears streaming down your cheeks. “Oh gosh... I—yes.”

"Yeah?" He grinned

“Of course!” you confirmed with a beaming smile. As he rose from his knee, he quickly slipped a shining ring onto your finger and pulled you into a tight embrace, lifting you off the ground with joy.

He held you close, just spinning you around in his arms, laughter spilling from both of your lips while great happiness enveloped him. His smile stretched wider than he ever thought possible. When he finally set you down, he gently cupped your face in his hands and kissed you deeply, pouring all his love into the moment.

Pulling back just enough to rest his forehead against yours, he let out a soft, breathy chuckle. “I love you so much,” he said, his voice trembling slightly with emotion. He still could hardly believe it—you had said yes. You wanted to marry him.

“Are you crying?” you asked with a giggle

“Maybe,” he admitted quietly, wiping the shear tear with his hand

Sweetheart!Anakin who cried during the wedding;

As the wedding drew nearer, Anakin's nerves began to get the best of him.

"No, Ani, that’s not quite right," Shmi chided softly, her tone gentle yet firm.

He sighed deeply, staring at the tie in his hands with frustration. After twenty minutes of futile effort, the tie remained stubbornly askew. “Why is this so difficult?” he muttered in exasperation.

Shmi stepped in, gently nudging his hands aside to take over. “Come on, you’re just nervous.”

He sighed deeply, glancing down at her with a mixture of nerves and excitement swirling in his stomach. Today was monumental, perhaps the most significant day of his life. He was about to marry the person he cherished more than anything in the universe, and the nerves were unmistakable. His mother was right. As always.

“Is it that obvious?” he asked, his voice tinged with apprehension.

the chuckle followed her words. “Yes.”

He managed a smile, though it came out a bit forced. He reached up to run his nervous fingers through his hair, but his mother’s gentle slap on his hand stopped him in his tracks. “Stop messing with your hair.”

He huffed lightly but relented, knowing it was pointless to argue. He wanted everything to be flawless, and he knew his hair was part of that. Taking a deep breath, he tried to steady his pounding heart and quell the fluttering in his stomach. “There’s going to be so many people,” he murmured.

“Does it bother you?” she asked gently.

He shifted uncomfortably, averting his gaze as he pondered the question. The prospect of so many people was daunting, but the real unease came from something deeper. It wasn’t the crowd that unsettled him; it was the sheer magnitude of the commitment he was about to make. He struggled to articulate his thoughts. “I just…” he began, but the words eluded him. It was the concept of marriage itself that churned his insides with anxious energy. “No, I suppose I’ll manage. But… can she?”

“Don’t overthink it, Ani. Everything will be okay.”

He exhaled slowly, taking a deep breath to steady himself. His mother was right—it was just nerves and anxious energy. Feeling nervous before a wedding was normal, wasn’t it? He shouldn’t let his mind spiral. It would all work out in the end. At least, that was what he hoped. He glanced out the window, realizing that they would be heading to the ceremony soon.

His mother pressed a soft kiss to his forehead before leaving him with his friends.

After gazing out the window, he leaned against the wall, glancing at the clock to see the moments ticking away. The anticipation of seeing you in your wedding dress was almost overwhelming. It wasn’t as if he’d never seen you dressed up before, but today was different. Today, you would be in a wedding gown that would make you even more breathtaking than usual. He was sure of it. The thought alone sent a shiver of excitement through him, making his heart race and a smile tug at his lips.

“Take a shot, Skywalker,” Maul called out, already on his third drink. "You'll feel much better"

He rolled his eyes, though he understood his friend’s need for a drink. The situation was enough to make anyone want to take the edge off. He accepted the shot glass, downing the contents in one quick motion before handing it back. The warmth of the alcohol began to ease his nerves. “Just don’t get so plastered you end up embarrassing me out there.”

“I’ll make sure to record how you're crying when y/n walks down the aisle" cal teased

Anakin shot him a sharp look, but the other guys just chuckled. “Shut up. I won’t be crying,” he insisted, crossing his arms with a hint of stubbornness.

As you stepped into view, his heart skipped a beat. Watching you walk down the aisle felt like witnessing something out of a dream—no, a fantasy. You were beyond beautiful; you were ethereal, an angel descended from the heavens. Your long dress trailed gracefully behind you, and the delicate veil covering your face only enhanced your allure. As you drew closer, his breath caught in his throat, and his eyes began to well up with tears. He couldn’t tear his gaze away from you, completely captivated by the sight of you.

Maul leaned in and whispered, "You are crying."

He quickly wiped away the tear that had escaped, grumbling a soft “shut up” in response, though there was no real bite to his words. His eyes were locked on you, unable to look anywhere else. Every fiber of his being ached to pull you into his arms, to hold you close. But he knew he had to wait, just a little longer, until the ceremony was over. The anticipation was almost unbearable, but seeing you—seeing his future with you—made the wait worth every second.

Sweetheart!Anakin who cried during his speech;

Anakin takes a shaky breath, his voice already thick with emotion as he starts to speak, tears glistening in his eyes.

"I—I’m not sure where to start. I’ve thought about this moment so many times, and now that it’s here, it’s just…overwhelming..." he chuckled through already building tears "When I look at you, I can’t believe how lucky I am. Lucky doesn’t even begin to cover it. I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but whatever it was, I’d do it a million times over if it meant I could stand here with you today..We’ve known each other our whole lives. From the time we were kids, you’ve been there. You’ve been my best friend, my confidant, my partner in crime. You’ve been the person who’s seen me at my worst and somehow still loved me. You’ve been my light, my beautiful star in the night sky, guiding me through every dark moment..There were times when I felt lost, like I didn’t know where I was going or what I was doing, but you—you—were always there, like a steady hand pulling me through. You’ve filled my life with so much love, so much joy, and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to find the words to tell you how much you mean to me."

Anakin paused to wipe away a tear that escaped down his cheek, his voice trembling as he continues reading the written words on the paper.

You make me want to be a better man every single day. When I look at you, I see everything I’ve ever wanted, everything I could ever need. You’re my heart, my home, and I’m so damn lucky that I get to call you my wife..And as your husband, I promise you this: I will love you with everything I have. I will protect you, support you, and cherish you, no matter what life throws our way. I will be your rock when you need strength, your shoulder when you need to cry, and your biggest fan when you reach for your dreams. I will stand by you, through every high and every low, and I will never stop trying to make you as happy as you’ve made me..I’ll be the one who wakes up early just to watch the sunrise with you, and the one who stays up late, talking about our dreams until the stars fade away. I promise to laugh with you until our sides hurt, to hold you close when the world feels too big, and to never stop reminding you how incredibly beautiful you are—inside and out. I promise to be your shelter, your adventure, and your comfort all rolled into one. To love you fiercely and gently, with every beat of my heart. And I’ll make sure that every day, I give you a reason to smile, to feel cherished, and to know just how deeply you are loved..You are my everything, my shining star in the night sky and I promise that I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to make you as happy as you’ve made me. I love you more than words could ever say, and I can’t wait to spend forever with you."

Sweetheart!Anakin who, for your honeymoon, took you to different planets

Sweetheart!Anakin who doesn't really care if you're shaved (down there) or not shaved. He always says that for him it's not gross (since you thought it'd be for him) and if any man thinks that way, he's an idiot. For Anakin having sex with you is not only a very pleasurable activity but a deep, spiritual connection between a husband and a wife. And, he loves you. He saw the worse of you, and the best, and he loves every single version of you. So, if you haven't shaved (and you're still up for some love making), he really doesn't care about some hair to go through

Sweetheart!Anakin who is highly considerate, always thinking of ways to make you feel special and appreciated. He remembers little details and surprises you with his thoughtfulness every day.

Sweetheart!Anakin whose physical touch is a big part of your relationship. He often holds your hand, brushes your hair out of your face, and gives you warm hugs that make you feel safe and cherished.

Sweetheart!Anakin who is your rock during tough times. His calming presence and unwavering support help you navigate challenges, and he always knows how to make you smile, even on your worst days

Sweetheart!Anakin who loves taking you on little adventures, whether it’s a spontaneous road trip, a hike in nature, or simply exploring a new part of town

Sweetheart!Anakin who has a soft spot for animals and usually brings home strays or injured creatures to take care for, of course to your surprise and unknown

Sweetheart!Anakin who is the type of partner who not only encourages you to pursue your hobbies/dreams but also actively participates or helps in any way he can, whether it’s by acquiring rare materials for your craft or simply being your biggest cheerleader.

Sweetheart!Anakin who enjoys dancing with you, whether it’s a slow, intimate dance in the living room or a fun, upbeat dance at a party. He doesn't even need music, he'd just swing and hum the song, twirling you around

Sweetheart!Anakin who has a special way of waking you up in the mornings (mostly on the weekends or free days from work). He either does it by quietly whispering sweet words, gently playing with your hair, or even bringing you breakfast in bed with your favorite morning drink.

Sweetheart!Anakin who knowing your love for stargazing. He once spent an entire evening mapping out the constellations visible from your favorite spot. He even named a star after you, the one that always appeared above your house at night. The one that was slightly bigger than others, that shined more than every other. He didn't really care if this star was already named by astrologers, for him it only had one name - yours. As a symbol of how you light up his life every day

Sweetheart!Anakin who sometimes leaves you coded messages or puzzles to solve, leading to hidden surprises or secret dates. And often refuses to help you;

"Ani… please…" you whined softly, taking slow, tentative steps toward Anakin, who was casually leaning against a tree, his hands buried in his pockets, with that familiar smug smirk playing on his lips. "Just one hint."

"No can do, Rapunzel," he teased, shaking his head slightly. "I can't make it too easy for you."

"Please… Is there any way I can convince you to change your mind?" Your voice was sweet, almost pleading, as you inched closer, hoping to sway him.

He smirked at your words, struggling to keep his laughter in check as he watched you use that soft, pleading tone of yours. It was hard not to be swayed by how endearing you were.

"Nope. You’re going to have to try a lot harder, sunshine."

You stepped closer so your lips would brush tenderly against his jawline. Each kiss was a sweet, teasing caress, making it even harder for him to maintain his composure. He felt the familiar warmth of your soft, plush lips, and he closed his eyes, savoring the sensation. His hands instinctively moved to your waist

"….yeah, still not working. Not at all."

"Please… I love you so much." Your lips traveled to his neck, each kiss a gentle whisper of affection that made his resolve waver further.

He tilted his head to the side, giving you better access as his eyes fluttered shut. His grip moves down to your hips, and he murmured your name in a low, hushed tone, his mind starting to drift and blur with the sweet distraction. "You know, you’re quite the menace."

"Now that’s not the hint," you teased softly, your lips brushing his neck.

"Mm… You’re incredibly lucky I’m so head over heels for you," a smile tugging at the corners of his lips

With a final, tender embrace, he pulled you against him. He hesitated for a moment, but the look in your eyes made it clear that he was utterly defeated by your charm.

"Alright, alright… It’s behind the tree."

Your face lit up with a triumphant smile as you planted a quick, grateful kiss on his cheek. You then stepped back, eagerly heading towards the tree

Sweetheart!Anakin who's experiencing your changing hormones during your period. Sometimes you'd just say things he'd find funny, desperately trying to not break in laughter for your sake, but again, he's very patient with you. Since for him, there are times when he'll treat you like a queen you are but there are times when you need to be treated like a little girl

Sweetheart!Anakin who LOVES cuddling to you. He could do it for the whole day, just stuck to your body with no care in the world;

Anakin clung to your side, his arms and legs wrapped around you like a giant koala bear. His face was nuzzled into the curve of your bare neck. He was undeniably, hopelessly, and utterly clingy.

“You don’t want to go to sleep?” you asked softly, your voice a tender murmur as your fingers played gently with his curls, tugging them just enough to send shivers down his spine.

He sighed, the sensation of your touch stirring something deep within him. Burying his face further into the crook of your neck, he inhaled your sweet, addicting scent, mumbling against your skin, “No… wanna stay like this.”

He shook his head slightly, his legs tangling with yours beneath the covers. Tightening his embrace, he pressed himself closer, as if trying to fuse you into one with him. The feeling of your body against his—soft, warm, and familiar—was something he could never get enough of. With a lazy, contented sigh, he trailed his fingers slowly over your bare skin “You’re so warm.”

You giggled softly "Thank you, though are you sure it’s me and not just the duvet?"

He groaned in mock frustration, shaking his head and nuzzling his face into your chest, a bit more insistently this time. “You,” he mumbled, his lips brushing against the sensitive spot on your cleavage. His hands continued their lazy, loving exploration of your skin, each touch lingering as if he were committing every inch of your to memory. “It’s you. Your body. Your skin. You’re warm.”

His nose traced the line of her collarbone, a soft, contented noise escaped him, somewhere between a hum and a sigh, as he buried his face against the curve of your breast. The warmth of your body, so close and so inviting, was almost overwhelming in the best possible way. “You give me butterflies, you know?” he murmured, his voice a little breathless before he added with a quiet, reverent sigh, “Or forget butterflies… I feel the whole zoo when I’m with you.”

He breathed you in as if he could never get enough. “I love you so much,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. “God, you have no idea.” The warmth in his chest only grew stronger, a mix of love and longing that made him leave a trail of tender kisses along your full breasts “I’m gonna miss you…”

you smiled softly, brushing a hand through his hair although you held back a small moan “But I’m not going anywhere.”

With a playful, exaggerated sigh, he placed his chin on your chest, enough to look at you. A slight pout forming on his lips. “But I’m gonna fall asleep, and I’ll miss you in my dreams… I just love you that much… wildly, insanely… infinitely…”

Sweetheart!Anakin who isn't the type to ask you for nudes, since he prefers when you send him the photos of your smile

Sweetheart!Anakin who won your (and his) family's kids love. Whenever your families interact, the children are just rushing to Anakin so he'd play with them, draw something for them or say something funny

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happy 2024! as it's a new year, i thought this was the perfect time to post a plotting call for those who might be interested in writing with me!  if you want to do threads with someone who will message you at the crack of dawn with random headcanons, musings and create graphics (manips, gifs manips, crackships, etc​ )  for our characters — look no further. i also have no triggers, am sm.ut friendly and i love to do multiple plots with the same partner. bellow the cut you’ll find a list of wanted faceclaims, opposites, ships and plots that i would love to do and if anything catches your interest please give this post a like and i’ll message you. this is for mutuals & non mutuals, so feel free to like this even if we have threads/plots happening already!

faceclaims i’d love to play! * melissa barrera** * greta onieogou* * ana de armas* * phoebe tonkin* * margot robbie* * camila queiroz** * sydney sweeney* * ayca aysin turan * hande ercel * alycia debnam-carey* * simone ashley * melisa pamuk* * adria arjona* * olivia cooke * grace van patten * jessica alexander* * madelyn cline* * madison bailey * priscilla quintana* * meghann fahy * benedetta porcaroli * camila morrone * riley keough * suki waterhouse* * adelaide kane* * florence pugh * sophia bush * ester exposito * lily james * lily collins * gabriella wilde* * sofia carson * josephine langford * danielle rose russell * danielle campbell * abigail cowen* * halston sage * camila mendes * brianne howey * gemma chan * eiza gonzalez * lindsey morgan * zendaya * sabrina carpenter * candice swanepoel * elsa hosk * jasmine tookes * emily ratajkowski

faceclaims i’d love to play against!

* all the ladies above * pedro pascal** * ben barnes** * joseph quinn* * joe keery* *christopher briney* * henry cavill * ricky whittle * casey deidrick* * jd pardo * jamie dornan * adam demos * richard madden * sam clafflin * carlos miranda * scott eastwood * garrett hedlund * drew starkey * clayton cardenas * jonathan bailey * jeffrey dean morgan * rudy pankow * felix mallard * dj cotrona* * charlie hunnam** * sebastian stan* * alex fitzalan * dylan o’brien* * nick robinson * manny montana  * chris evans* * harry styles * jacob elordi * boyd holbrook

some ships i’d love to do! * any of the above fcs combined tbh. ( m/f or f/f ) * click here for full list since tumblr has a text limit.

plots id love to do! * this unhappily married dad/babysitter plot. * * this angsty/fluffy my best friend is having my baby plot. * * this zombie apocalypse/last of us inspired plot* but also any za plot. * celeb plots! especially this one. something like two super famous actors hiding their relationship or famous person/non famous plots?* * single dad/nanny plots! give me something cute and angsty. * * escort/client plot where she breaks the most important rule… don’t fall for your client* * grumpy ceo/soft assistant plots.* * royal plots! bridgerton esqued plots! * * f/f socialites plot… blair/selena/upper east side inspired muses but make it gay* * college professor/teacher’s assistant plot.  * college professor/student plot. * crimey plots? sons of anarchy inspired? or maybe m.afia/m.ob/gang stuff?* * bodyguard/client plots bc i’m a sucker for them* * soulmates plot. i have a whole lore i’ve been wanting to write out for ages so * sugar b.aby / sugar d.addy plots *  * best friends to lovers plots ( gimme angst) * WHEN THE M.OB PRINCESS MEETS THE M.OB PRINCE: forbidden love is always angsty so why not do that and add rival g.angs to the mix?  muse a is the daughter of the head boss of the local g.ang and is sick and tired of having her life controlled by her overprotective father. so, to rebel against his wishes after an argument, muse a decides to go to a nightclub that her father had always forbidden her to attend. unknown to her, the club is run by the rival g.ang’s boss’ son, muse b, and not knowing who she is, can’t stop looking at her on the dance floor. they eventually bump into each other and after having a few drinks, end up at muse a’s apartment and they hook up. i was thinking they both never brought up their families and their true professions and maybe start to hang out/go on dates and then bam, the truth comes out and drama begins. especially when they can’t stay away from each other.

* MY BEST FRIEND IS A ROCKSTAR: (tw: death) muse a & muse b have been best friends since they were kids and grew up together. throughout their childhood, muse b had always told muse a about his plans to become a famous musician and as he grew older, became more and more determined to make those dreams come true. when they both hit their teen years, feelings eventually grew and the two were head over heels for each other but neither of them was ever able to admit it. they were both terrified that the feelings would be unrequited or that it would ruin their friendships so just imagine the angst of them seeing each other with other people and FGHDFG. anyway, when muse b finally turns twenty-one, he decides to move to hollywood to make his dreams come true, and muse a stays in their small hometown. they keep in contact with one another but as time went on, muse b becomes a huge rockstar with his band and their contact start to drift but they always had each other in their thoughts, wishing they were closer to one another. a few years pass and they still speak but it’s not like before. muse b was hugely successful and enjoyed the life he was now living but always felt like something was missing. that someone was missing… it’s not until he gets a distraught call from muse a telling him that her mother died does he rush on a private jet and comes home to her. after helping her arrange the funeral and being there for her through her grief, he suggests that she comes on tour with him and the band. wanting to run away from everything and everyone in her small town, she agrees. queue cute ass moments on the tour bus, traveling the world and falling in love like they did when they were young. add drama, angst ( because they’re both still dumb and won’t admit to their feels) stadium tours, TENSION!!!, groupies, etc, etc. 

CLICK HERE FOR MORE BC TUMBLR HAS A TEXT LIMIT.

[gayhoediaz]

not any of my business AT ALL but noticed you said buck was too young for you at 6 years older and then I got curious....what is your type? (obvs feel free to ignore)

it’s absolutely your business my daddy issues is my favorite topic. just. imagine me tucking my feet up under myself 🥰

no read more link i'm making this everyone's business <3

(we're doing this mainly based off of looks just to make it easy. i'm also someone who values physical attraction greatly, so it makes sense to me. personally. i'll talk a little bit about just general personality and vibes at the end, though!)

get in losers, we're objectifying men! (with respect, and the acknowledgment that just like women, they are all real people, and have a lot more to offer, even the characters, they're played by real people. and i'm sure they're all wonderful people until i'm proven otherwise.)

okay. so.

i’m a pretty introspective person and i’ve actually been thinking about this lately because my taste is. relatively. unpredictable.

i did indeed say that buck would be too young for me at roughly 6 years older and i stand by that because here’s the thing: i feel like when people think of daddy issues in terms of age, they think of. people being interested in people who are. a little bit older. my personal daddy issues run so deep, i need them older. (we’re specifically talking about men. i like women too - but that’s neither here nor there and i have a good relationship with my mom, so that’s not what we’re talking abt rn.) i’m into men that like. if i told you they were my dad, you would not fucking blink.

and it’s not just the age. being an objectively attractive man roughly 20 years my senior? that’s not necessarily enough. we’re going off of celebrities and fictional characters right now cause it’s just an easy way to explain things but there are plenty of men who are very objectively attractive and are twenty years older than me, but who just. don’t look it. and i absolutely see why people thirst after them but they’re just. not for me. like. okay.

manny montana? very pretty. i love looking at him. and he is much older than me. and yet, not my type.

same with like. andy samberg. so. very. pretty. and roughly a couple decades older than me. my type? nope.

now - tony dalton?

yeah. yeah.

^^^ and it’s not just “lalo’s hot” no no no no no my ass is in the discord server at 3am losing it over pictures like this:

(^^^ he's not btw. not to me.)

when i tell y’all i’m hopeless i am HOPELESS

anyway moving onto someone else i’m feral about: billy burke but ONLY when he’s scruffy okay?

this? i mean i wouldn’t… not let hit, but

when i say im feral abt billy burke i’m talking about charlie swan and i’m talking abt this:

honorable mention i am also feral as fuck abt robert knepper

and now, i can hear you saying "oh nie, i get it, so you're not attracted to men who have like chronic boy face, i get it!!! you're into like. the jeffrey dean morgan, joe manganiello types!"

nope. i am not the slightest bit attracted to either of those men. like. *vanessa hudgens voice* i get it. i respect it.

not for me tho.

NOW. there is a little bit of a gray area when we talk about men who like... have chronic boy face and everything else about them is just... not that energy.

like. raul castillo for example.

(he looks a lot like a young version of my maternal grandpa, but that's just. something we're not gonna touch rn.) first of all? my immediate reaction is not "let me hit" my first reaction is very similar to manny montana in the sense that like. so. pretty.

but also? tummyyyyyyy so nvm let me hit yk what i mean?

(for some reason jon bernthal also goes in this category. they don't look anything alike but. same vibes to me in terms of how attracted i am, personally. where it's like. sure. yknow?)

i am also forever a mustache warrior, okay, shave off a mustache? doesn't usually necessarily ruin it for me, but grow one? it's better. immediately. actually, while oliver, just like buck, is too young to be my type, the only picture in existence where i am even the slightest bit attracted to oliver is the one from that photoshoot where the lighting accidentally made it look like he had one:

that's it. that's the only one.

(while we're on the topic of 9-1-1 cast: ryan also is too young for me, but i am very attracted to him when he has long hair. the second it's gone, he's just a silly little guy to me. i'm not really attracted to peter, although i wouldn't... say no. i'm here for kenny, though. absolutely. anytime.)

now so i feel less bad about objectifying every single man mentioned in this post, let's talk personalities (not specifically the ones mentioned, because i don't know them. this is just abt me and just general vibes that i'm drawn to) i need the vibe to be like. relaxed, which i think loops right back around to daddy issues, of course - it's not that i would be turned off if i'm with a man and he needs to cry on my shoulder 'cause something happened, that's fine - but generally there needs to be a feeling of just. not a lot of stress, not a lot of anxiety, things are handled, things will work out - you know. and usually, you tend to get that from people who are. a lot older. even people in their 30s don't usually have their shit together like that. (which is fine!!) but it's just so. just. easy to breathe when someone's like "eh, i'll fix it" (and yes, my love language is indeed acts of service)

as i put it in another post at some point: [billy burke in twilight] awakened the innermost parts of me that yearn to be railed by scruffy, mustached men old enough to be my father who look like they smell like a campfire and taste like tobacco and like i would tell them i wanted dick and they would nod once and say "yes ma'am"

the end <3

[greenhike]

i have gone ahead and scrounged together a full most wanted list ! you can find it under the cut, split up by gender and age ( the cut-off between older and younger is 35ish ) .

mwf ( younger )

alisha boe, hunter schafer, daisy edgar jones, fivel stewart, ayo edebiri, ella purnell, madison bailey, courtney eaton, halston sage, chase sui wonders, devery jacobs, madelyn cline, havana rose liu, maia reficco, naomi scott, ashley moore, savannah lee smith, amber midthunder, nhung hong, margaret qualley, yaya urassaya sperbund, mia goth, taylor russell, sophie thatcher, rachel sennott, jenna ortega, becky armstrong, jung hoyeon, aurora perrineau, mimi keene, victoria pedretti, ruby cruz, willa fitzgerald, grace van patten, aslihan malbora, brianne tju, rebecca ablack, rachel zegler, davika hoorne, simone ashley, alexandra shipp, adria arjona, barbie ferreira, molly gordon, choi heejin, bruna marquenzine, camila mendes, madelaine petsch, olivia cooke, tahirah sharif, florence pugh, nicole wallace, isabela merced, bae ganghee, lukita maxwell, rabia soyturk, pat chayanit, camila morrone, zion moreno, maika monroe, auli'i cravahlo

mwm ( younger )

charles melton, taylor zakhar perez, jacob elordi, kieth powers, thomas weatherall, louis partridge, danny ramirez, josh hueston, kim jiwoong, logan lerman, tom blythe, apo nattawin, lakeith stanfield, nicholas alexander chavez, aaron pierre, emilio sakraya, cooper koch, mason gooding, song kang, nico hiraga, drew starkey, lorenzo zurzolo, archie renaux, nick robinson, nam joohyuk, dominic fike, callum turner, rudy pankow, jonathan daviss, john boyega, michael cimino, chase stokes, paul mescal, woo dohwan, tommy martinez, joe keery, corteon moore, d'pharaoh woon-a-ta, charlie gillespie, ncuti gatwa, luka sabbat, damson idris, justice smith

mwnb ( younger )

lizeth selene, emma d'arcy, liv hewson, amandla steinberg, brigette lundy-paine, avan jogia, quintessa swindell

mwf ( older )

sandra oh, dewanda wise, zoe kravitz, kate siegel, pooja hedge, aubrey plaza, ana de armas, kathryn hahn, lupita nyong'o, nicola coughlin, laura harrier, melissa barrera, rachel weisz, monica bellucci, simone kessell, vera farmiga, jessica alba, natalie portman, salma hayek, rachel mcadams, cynthia erivo, kerry washington, imogen poots, carla gugino, rose byrn, jamie chung, anne hathaway, yoghurt nattasha, phoebe tonkin, karrueche tran, lily gladstone, nicole kidman, monica raymund, angela bassett, roberta colindrez, patti harrison, keri russell, rachel bilson, lee yu-bi, sofia vergara

mwm ( older )

kiowa gordon, sebastian stan, manny jacinto, theo james, dev patel, alfred enoch, oliver jackson cohen, carlos miranda, nikolaj coster-waldau, kyle gallner, jon bernthal, oscar isaac, pedro pascal, josh hartnett, riz ahmed, ryan gosling, robert pattinson, mads mikkelsen, timothy olyphant, steven yeun, peter gadiot, gong yoo, keanu reeves, raymond ablack, manny montana, milo ventimiglia, hamish linklater, rahul kohli, brenton thwaites, andrew garfield, martin sensmeier, trevante rhodes, matthew daddario, jesse williams, elliot page, joe manganiello, teo yoo

mwnb ( older )

nico tortorella, e.r. fightmaster

[frigid-vitality]

muse: santiago "saint" m. ramirez fc: manny montana age: 32 ( 21+ ) occupation: hitman open to: female connections: girlfriend, partner, ex, fwb, friend, etc. synopsis: werewolf au - your muse has been seeing saint for a bit of time now, but has recently found out about his "condition". saint uses it as an opportunity to make thing more official the werewolf way. whether your muse is also a supernatural being or not is up to you! tagging: @indiestarter triggers: biting, supernatural, control

"...I know you wanna know why I hid it for so long, but... shit - This ain't an easy thing to tell nobody." Saint explained as he pulled his black t-shirt over his torso, having been quite bare just a few moment prior. His canines were sharp and more visible than before -- fashioned as if they were more than just human in nature.

"...You can't tell no one 'bout this." He added, shaking his head in her direction with furrowed brows. Of course, the man thought that he had been doing a great job of keeping his true status and being hidden. But all of that had been shut down tonight. "Look. Do you got any loyalty to me at all? If you wanna prove that you do, you'd let me mark you. Y'know - with a bite. That's how I'll know I can trust you completely. 'Cause you'll be mine and I'll be yours, yeah?"

[bittenlore]

(   manny montana.  32.  heretic.   )   DIEGO FLORES,  you’ve been haunting mystic falls’ streets with your desire to LEARN HOW TO ACCEPT HIS VAMPIRISM.  it’s only a matter of time before your INTOLERANT & JUDGMENTAL tendencies prove to be your own undoing; unless your FLIRTATIOUS & INTELLIGENT nature helps you obtain allies before it’s too late.

B A S I C S 

full name: diego flores. nicknames: n/a. gender:  cis man. pronouns:  he/him. sexuality:  pansexual. age:  32. date of birth:  march 9th. zodiac sign:  pisces. birthplace: portland, oregon. current location: mystic falls. species:  heretic. occupation:  unemployed. languages spoken: english, spanish, latin.

A P P E A R A N C E

faceclaim:  manny montana. height: 6'3. build:  toned and lean. eyes:  brown. hair: brown. piercings:  none.  tattoos:  several on various body parts. other distinguishing features:  n/a. style:  casual. 

P E R S O N A L I T Y

traits:  (+) flirtatious, intelligent, loyal, moral , straightforward. (-) judgmental, intolerant, self deprecating, bitter, easily angered.  mental health:  n/a.  physical health:  superior. likes:  magic, literature, history, music, dancing, traveling, cooking.  dislikes:  vampires, obnoxiousness, harming others.  fears:  death. 

B A C K G R O U N D

diego was born and raised in the gemini coven. despite being a siphoner, he always felt an intense connection with his witch side and loved using magic. both of his parents had passed away when he was younger, leaving him in the care of the rest of the gemini coven to be raised in the ways of magic and witchcraft.

his childhood, despite the loss of his parents, was relatively happy. he found solace in being in a coven and grew dependent on them. even though he most interacted with other gemini coven members, he formed friendships with witches outside of their coven, which indirectly led to his transition into vampirism.

after getting into an accident which led to him suffering from a broken limb, one of his witch friends from another coven convinced him to ingest vampire blood to heal faster. she was more of a free witch, dabbling in both traditional and dark magic and had connections with other vampires, which was how she was able to get their blood.

he initially didn't want to, but reluctantly agreed after a little pushing from her, which turned out to be the worst decision of his life. only hours after ingesting vampire blood and healing, he was involved in a car accident that took his life from him - only for him to wake up in the midst of transitioning.

it was his witch friend that helped him through his transition, bringing him a human to feed on before creating a daylight ring for him, allowing him a privilege most newborn vampires were never granted - the ability to walk in the sun.

unbeknownst to him, due to his siphoner heritage, he didn't lose his ability to do magic. but because he assumed, like many others, that witches lose all connection to magic upon being turned, he's never attempted to practice witchcraft in the year since being turned into a vampire.

with a nudge in the right direction from his witch friend, he made his way to mystic falls, a hub of supernatural activity, wanting to find a new purpose for himself in this new chapter of his life.

M I S C E L L A N E O U S

what are your character’s goals? do they have any present allegiances? diego currently doesn't have any allegiances to anyone. his only goal at this point in time is to come to terms with his vampirism and learn how to accept himself.

what has your character been up to before/during the start of our group, at the beginning of tvd season 3? ( feel free to play with or mix up canon events as you like ! ) learning the ins and outs of vampirism.

what songs do you associate with your character? hurt by nine inch nails.

have you altered anything about your character’s canon? n/a.

do you have any other random headcanons worth mentioning? diego often switches between english and spanish when he's angry, upset or feeling any intense emotion.

is there anything you’re potentially interested in exploring romantically for your character / what do you, or could you, ship? pls, throw anything at him. he's open to everything.

what sort of current or future connections/plots are you looking for? i'm open to anything anyone wants to plot out with him! although i'd love some friends, some people to help him come to terms with his vampirism, some enemies, some frenemies, everything!

[pynkhues]

If there was any film (from any time, any genre) that you could recast with Christina Hendricks and Manny Montana as the love interests, which one would you choose and why?

Oh, man, this is a really fun ask, anon! There are definitely a few noirs that immediately spring to mind, particularly Double Indemnity and Laura, and a few Hepburn-Tracy romantic comedies like Adam's Rib which would be wildly fun, and of course Martin Scorsese's debut, Alice Doesn't Live Here Anymore which almost took the cake, but I actually think if I could only pick one, it'd be An Unmarried Woman (1978).

This is actually probably one of my favourite romantic comedies ever, and it's a shame that it really seems to have fallen a bit by the wayside in the genre. It's electric to me, particularly for Jill Clayburgh's nuanced performance as the titular unmarried woman. She plays Erica, who finds out her husband is leaving her for a much younger woman, and a lot of the movie plays out as her trying to navigate her relationship with herself, her adult daughter, and men broadly in the wake of her life imploding.

She runs a small gallery though, and ends up meeting an artist, Saul, who she initially butts heads with before falling into bed with, and I love the way the film leans into their love story as a process of self-discovery and finding independence as opposed to one of shared reflection and co-dependence. It feels like a grown up love story, and it's that sort of thing that I think Christina and Manny could do really well, especially at their respective ages / the points they're at career-wise. Plus you know artist! Manny and Soho gallery owner! Christina with insane banter and chemistry would be epic, haha.

[dark-roleplay-finder]

♟️ Howdy!

25F, Discord-exclusive literate writer is seeking +21s for a long-term, fandomless mafia RP based in Hawaii, L.A., or Vegas (think Yakuza / Bōryokudan).

Consider large-scale organized crime versed in blackmail, bookmaking, illegal gambling, loan sharking, money laundering, prostitution, and trafficking of sorts. The kind wherein you typically know higher-ups from words of mouth till you cross paths head-on, if you’re that unlucky.

With that in mind, we’re talking heavy social pressure, taboos, “They vs. Us” narratives. A modicum of interest in organized crimes is a given, but our muses’ dynamics will retain greater attention over parroting mafia terminology. I’m also open to creating characters and NPCs from scratch, doubling upon request + v pin board, playlist, world building and ship friendly! ♥

About

I average 600+ words with a spotlight for my muses’ inner turmoil. That said, I will gladly chew on anything that advances the plot.

Usually, I give my muses a rough time sprinkled w trivial fluff, and love spicing up things w smut, high stakes, gray morality, and mental swordplay.

Preferred romantic / relationship w benefits are M × F (with me writing as either role). However, I’ll refuse one-dimensional Tough vs. Cute sweethearts for end-game or PwP.

Kink-wise I’m fancying age-gap, breeding kink, body worship, car sex, dom / sub, edging, mutual masturbation, public (+++ for groping), sensory deprivation, skinny-dipping, Stockholm Syndrome, voyeurism, and many more.

Give me bodyguards, corrupt officials, die-hard gamblers, arranged marriages, forbidden relationships, shenanigans, indebted reluctant pawns, on-the-run traitors, underground businesses.

Suggested faces are most wanted, but not mandatory:

F: Alba Flores, Fukushi Rina, Komatsu Nana, Miyuki Edmond, Nassia Matsa, Mizuno Sonoya, Ruth Negga, Samile Bermannelli, Tati Gabrielle.

M: Daniel Henney, Evan Mock, Jeremy Allen White, Lakeith Stanfield, Lee Pace, Manny Montana, Mason Gooding, Oscar Isaac, Takamasa Ishihara (Miyavi), Tony Thornburg.

Overall, this is a deliberately generic idea intended to be tweaked as we see fit. If this resonates with you, kindly react to this post, and I’ll DM you asap! 💋

Like this post and the asker will reach out!

[wickedsrest-rp]

Name: Mateo Lara Species: Mare Occupation: Assassin / Clerk at The Vinyl Countdown Age: 40 Years Old (Looks about 35) Played By: Jojo Face Claim: Manny Montana

"You should probably run. Oh wait, this is a nightmare."

TW: Domestic abuse, gun use

Mateo was born to Filipe and Popa Lara in Acuña, Coahuila, Mexico. He was the third child in a growing family, which quickly grew to seven in a couple years time. While life was simple and relatively easy, there came a time for everyone in his family to be taught the value everyone in the family contributed to the ranch. Some resented, but eventually accepted their place in the family, while Mateo was instantly proud and set to work to improve himself. Working on the land and making his father proud was all that really mattered. The ranch had several families that lived on it, making the work have that much more meaning to it. Though Mateo enjoyed the work and understood the importance of it, he always had an urge to discover what else he was capable of. He ventured to find something to scratch that itch. In music, in dancing, in school, hell, even in singing, but it was to no avail. 

Eventually, time in Mexico was up, and at the age of 15, Filipe and Popa secured papers to grant the family access to America. Reserved as he was, Mateo kept his distaste for the move for himself and said goodbye to everything he knew to settle in Liberty Hill, Texas. Being an immigrant family had its downsides, but with a fresh start and his family by his side, Mateo quickly assimilated to his new life. One by one, the family he adored in Mexico migrated over and a community of Laras’, Montes’, and Alvarado’s was created. This, along with the adversities that came with being immigrants solidified Mateo’s foundation of family and its importance to him. 

As he grew older, Mateo’s boredom grew as well, finding that there was little to no satisfaction in school or even in the construction business his father had indoctrinated him in without asking Mateo what he wanted. Save for the feeling of accomplishment when a job was done, it was rare that he felt satisfied. He wondered if there was something wrong with him, seeing that everyone in his family was content and portrayed nothing but happiness. His older brother Junior saw how disheartened and lost Mateo was after graduating college and still working with their father, so he stepped in and revealed his secret. He told Mateo about how the night terrors he was having for weeks a few years prior were actually a demonio, a mare set out to consume his nightmares. Sadly though, the mare went too far and killed him, turning him into one. At first, Mateo was angry that Junior would lie to him like that, and didn’t believe him. He went as far as to ignore Junior for the rest of the week. 

Every night, Mateo’s dreams shifted into nightmares, the worst he’d ever had. He’d wake up screaming in a sweat, losing any desire to continue sleeping. Forgetting why he was angry in the first place, Mateo finally broke the silence and mentioned what details he could remember of his night terrors during a family dinner, to which Junior filled the gaps. There was no denying it—Junior wasn’t lying before. He was a nightmare demon. 

After a few hours of discussion, Mateo got to his final question: how does he become one? Learning that his own brother would have to kill him wasn’t a deterrent. Hell, immortality didn’t seem so bad. So, Junior agreed to make him a mare. 

Much to Mateo’s dismay, this was only a temporary solution. There wasn’t enough excitement. What was he doing with his life?

As he always did when frustrated, Mateo spent another night at a bar, and was approached by a man in a bar who made him a desperate proposition. One he couldn’t refuse. To find a man that wronged the gentleman and make him disappear. The prospect enticed Mateo, but quickly presented a negative impact to his moral compass. All he’d ever done was protect with his mare abilities and his fists. What he’d be doing was murder, something that was inherently wrong. But what they didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them, right? 

Mateo accepted the job and found the man, helpless and alone in his home. He peered in the shadows, seeing the true nature of this man—no, this inhuman person who thought he could put his hands on a woman. Growing angry, Mateo created the most terrifying visions possible, digging into the confines of the man’s mind before he stole whatever breath attempted to fill his lungs with a pillow and a gun. The stranger was made into nothing more but an empty shell, while the woman was saved and free, none the wiser to Mateo’s presence. With a smile, relieved and satisfied, he went back and received payment from the man, who promised to forward his good work to anyone who might need it. Mateo nearly declined, but the one grand in his hand and the actual pleasure he got from his meal kept him silent. 

A last. After being lost for so long, Mateo was happy to discover he had finally found his calling. Who said you couldn’t do bad things to do good?

Character Facts:

Personality: Calculating, quiet, stubborn, arrogant, patient

Has training in hand-to-hand and handling short/long-ranged firearms, though he prefers to get up close and personal to his kills. 

Enjoys reading and quiet spaces to do so. All while listening to his favorite music. If anyone tries to interrupt, he gets irritated and will be inclined to search for them for a nightmare or two.

Is family-focused and will do anything for them. A lot of the money he makes goes back to them, and he makes a point to call his mom every few days to catch up. He really misses them, but he knows he has to protect them with how dangerous his job is getting.

Doesn’t have a preference for who he kills as long as he gets paid. That is to say, he does have his limits. If he finds that he doesn’t like what the person trying to hire him for or if the victim is on his no-no list, he will still take the job, but kill his employer instead. This had led to a lot of trouble for him.

Usually quiet but can be talkative if he likes the person. Especially if the topic of music or agriculture comes up. He’s prone to trying to get people to enjoy punk music and give a few pieces of advice for someone’s land.

Graduated with a Bachelors of Music with a minor in agriculture, an homage to his father’s teachings combined with his passionate interest in music.

[otherworldlyrps]

it’s practically summer which means i am once again ferociously craving writing my manny montana muse in the context of a miami-based mumu. i am craving age gap, i am craving yearning, i am craving opposites (as in a wealthy x humble means dynamic), i am craving the type of dark romance lana del rey would write about, hell, that florida kilos shit. if any of this spikes your interest, feel free to tap that lil ♡ !!

[darkdoverpseeker]

Howdy!

25F, Discord-exclusive literate writer is seeking +21s for a long-term, fandomless mafia RP based in Hawaii, L.A., or Vegas (think Yakuza / Bōryokudan).

Consider large-scale organized crime versed in blackmail, bookmaking, illegal gambling, loan sharking, money laundering, prostitution, and trafficking of sorts. The kind wherein you typically know higher-ups from words of mouth till you cross paths head-on if you’re that unlucky.

With that in mind, we’re talking heavy social pressure, taboos, “They vs. Us” narratives. A modicum of interest in organized crimes is a given, but our muses’ dynamics will retain greater attention over parroting mafia terminology. I’m also open to creating characters and NPCs from scratch, doubling upon request + v pin board, playlist, worldbuilding and ship friendly! ♥

About

I average 600+ words with a spotlight for my muses’ inner turmoil. That said, I will gladly chew on anything that advances the plot.

Usually, I give my muses a rough time sprinkled w trivial fluff, and love spicing up things w smut, high stakes, gray morality, and mental swordplay.

Preferred romantic / relationship w benefits are M × F (with me writing as either role) or F × F. However, I’ll refuse one-dimensional Tough vs. Cute sweethearts for end-game or PwP.

Kink-wise I’m fancying age-gap, breeding kink, body worship, car sex, dom / sub, edging, mutual masturbation, public (+++ for groping / squirting), sensory deprivation, skinny-dipping, Stockholm Syndrome, voyeurism, and many more.

Give me bodyguards, corrupt officials, die-hard gamblers, arranged marriages, forbidden relationships, shenanigans, indebted reluctant pawns, on-the-run traitors, underground businesses.

Suggested faces are most wanted, but not mandatory:

F: Alba Flores, Fukushi Rina, Komatsu Nana, Miyuki Edmond, Nassia Matsa, Mizuno Sonoya, Ruth Negga, Samile Bermannelli, Tati Gabrielle.

M: Daniel Henney, Evan Mock, Jeremy Allen White, Lakeith Stanfield, Lee Pace, Manny Montana, Mason Gooding, Oscar Isaac, Takamasa Ishihara (Miyavi), Tony Thornburg,

Overall, this is a deliberately generic idea intended to be tweaked as we see fit. If this resonates with you, kindly react to this post, and I’ll DM you asap! 💋

interact if interested!

[godscobhhq]

Randall from Monsters Inc.

Name: Randall Boggs Age: 30+ Profession: UTP Pronouns: UTP FC suggestions: Manny Montana, Marwan Kenzari, Riz Ahmed Availability: Open

Biography UTP

Notable character information: Randall's sneer could strike fear into the heart of anyone, and they're definitely not shy about keeping people at arm's length.

[brooklynfms]

MWM in their late 20's to mid 30's?

Somehow I completely missed this? But some wanted men in that age range: Rudy Pankow, Mason Gooding, Logan Lerman, Josh Hutcherson, Joseph Quinn, Joe Keery, Michael Evans Behling, Charles Melton, Rafael Silva, Oliver Stark, Grant Gustin, Jonah Hauer-King, Tom Holland, Alberto Rosende, Avan Jogia, Evan Roderick, Jordan Fisher, Danny Ramirez, John Boyega, Darren Barnet, Leo Woodall, Will Poulter, Keith Powers, Woo Dohwan, Daniel Ezra, Froy Gutierrez, Manny Montana, Elliot Fletcher, or Paul Mescal.

[sunstvne-testinghaii]

#    SUNSTVNE    ,  independent  and  original  multimuse.  minors  please  don’t  interact  !  mature  /  dark  themes  will  be  handled  –  as  well  as  slices  of  life  and  all  things  romantic.  temp.  rules  and  muses  below  ;  whole  blog  under  co.  affiliated  with  startold      ◜☆◞      written by  cassie,  she  /  her,  twenty9 years.

You can find a google doc of this whole pinned post with singular spacing and no colors here.

#    RULES    .

low  and  relaxed  activity  ;  posts  will  be  queued  here  and  then.  highly  adaptable  with  formatting  and  always  happy  to  change  things  up  !  although  i  personally  prefer  to  use  small  font,  double  space  and  medium  sized  gifs.  but  again,  i’m  always  willing  to  adapt  my  formatting  for  you,  just  let  me  know.  ♡

racism,  discrimination  and  any  form  of  hate  won’t  be  tolerated  at  all.  while  some  themes  that  are  considered  dark  (  such  as  crimes,  kidnapping,  cults,  etc.  )  will  be  written  on  this  blog,  all  of  them  will  be  tagged.  do  not  engage  with  me  if  you  write  excessive  self  harm,  drug  abuse,  suicidal  thoughts,  suicide,  b*stiality,  p*dophiliy  or  inc*st  !!

multiship  and  multiverse  ;  all  of  my  muses  can  be  thrown  in  any  verse,  setting,  dynamic  or  relationship  !  and  i’m  always  eager  to  explore  all  of  them.  please  keep  in  mind  that  some  of  my  muses  are  not  necessarily  nice,  though.

banned  are  deceased,  minors,  and  the  ones  that  have  stated  that  they  don’t  want  to  be  used  as  a  faceclaim.  elizabeth olsen, manny montana. more  to  be  announced.

#    MUSES    .

javier  morales  —  con  artist,  thief  &  professional  liar.  he  /  him  pronouns,  bisexual.  43  years.  one  hell  of  a  charmer  ;  nobody  can  resist  that  cheeky  smile  of  his.  extremely  protective,  smart,  well  spoken  and  truly  a  chameleon.  (  pedro  pascal  )  /  used  to  have  his  own  blog  a  while  ago.

vimala  kumar  —  lawyer;  divorce  lawyer.  she  /  her  pronouns,  bisexual.  30  years.  a  badass  in  heels,  really.  participated  in  beauty  pageants.  quite  cold  and  reserved  at  first,  but  also  loving  and  utmost  trustworthy.  fun  once  you  pass  the  sarcastic  layer.  (  sobhita  dhulipala  )

meryem  sancar  —  call  center  employee.  she  /  her  pronouns,  bisexual.  25  years.  her  long,  brown  curls  are  her  statement.  bubbly,  confident  and  self  proclaimed  fashionista.  usually  gets  her  way,  but  was  in  no  way  pampered  by  her  family.  (  cemre  baysel  )

maxime  grandis  —  bartender.  he  /  him  pronouns,  pansexual.  23  years.  independent  and  adventurous,  sometimes  a  bit  too  much  for  his  own  good.  used  to  be  a  loner  in  school  and  it  truly  shaped  him.  jealous,  insecure.  (  thomas  weatherall  )

loren  melo  —  journalist,  tv  presenter.  she  /  her  pronouns,  lesbian.  28  years.  usually  very  busy  either  with  work,  after  work  activities  or  hobbies  –  a  true  workaholic.  literally  knew  from  a  very  young  age  that  she  wanted  to  become  a  journalist.  opinionated,  righteous.  (  ariana  grande  )

please  note,  that  this  muse  part  is  constantly  under  co!

[ravenspeakrp]

TALIA COWEN is looking for their BABY DADDY!

MUN INFORMATION

Name: Caiti Character: Talia Cowen, 38, Human, Blake Lively URL: TALIA Would you like to be contacted regarding details of this connection? Basics are covered in Talia’s bio, but feel free to touch base!

CONNECTION INFORMATION

Relationship type: Romantic Relation to your character: Baby Daddy Name: UTP Age Range: 40-48 Species: Hunter FC suggestions (if any): Theo James, Domhnall Gleeson, Manny Montana, Jensen Ackles, Travis Fimmel, Diego Luna, Oscar Isaac, Rodrigo Santoro, UTP

Provide a description of the connection: He’s part of the hunter family/clan that saved Talia from her vampire captor. She spent quite a while with them, healing and finding herself again after ten years’ imprisonment. They taught her about the supernatural world – mostly ways to protect herself and her home. She contributed by helping in all of the small, behind-the-scenes tasks it takes to outfit hunters for their work. When she finally decided she needed to go and try to find her brother, the family/clan had a farewell party. Drinking ensued, as did a one-night stand, and Talia ended up pregnant. She contacted him, but he wasn’t ready to be a father. However, he did agree to provide support via financial assistance and connections.

Anything else (inspiration or any other details you’d like included): Talia's Bio