#marcus moreno x fem!reader
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psychedelic-ink · 2 years ago
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SIL - I love your idea for challenging yourself. (You never fail to impress me with the risks you take!)
How about Marcus Moreno with amnesia trope and a royalty AU?
Love youuuuu ❤️
Cat!!! thank you so much for this one! I don't think I've ever written amnesia before, or a proper royalty au for that matter, and I really enjoyed writing this. Though, I technically Marcus isn't a royal in this but hopefully, you'll still like it! Honestly, I could see myself expanding this one into something longer 🥺❤️ also looking at Marcus gifs gives me pain because he's so dreamy look at his eyes ghhhhhh I'm gonna die
I LOVE YOU MOREEEE ❤️
𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒
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pairing: marcus moreno x fem!reader
genre: amnesia trope + royalty AU
word count: 878
summary: After surviving an attack that leaves you with no memory of her past and who you are, you, the princess, joins a group of rebels fighting against your own corrupt family's regime.
warnings: brief mention of blood
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The wind is a blessing. It can carry on the smells from far off the lands, warn you of either danger or peace. You remember as a child you would constantly sniff the air. Your parents would warn you constantly, berating you and telling you it was rude to behave like a bloodhound. They didn’t understand you. No one in your family did. They didn’t understand that you could tell what was happening by what the wind carried. Be it the scent of blossoming flowers and sunshine or ash that sticks to your lungs. They didn’t understand. 
Now the wind caresses your skin. It’s gentle. Trying to wake you from your deep slumber. The soft blades of grass brush your arms. A faint chatter reaches your ears. You begin to stir, eyelids fluttering as you wake. You witness the blue sky, the fluffy white clouds moving lazily above. You slowly get up, a sharp pain lodged in your temple. You inhale a sharp breath. Touching where the pain blossoms, you lower your hand and see blood. You part your lips in a silent scream. 
You smell water, and turning your head you see a lake. The surface is decorated with delicate water lilies. You don’t admire their beauty and rush towards it on all fours. Your heart beating in your throat, you attempt to splash the wound with water. You hiss out in pain. 
The next splash of cool water is to your face. Water droplets smooth down your skin. You breathe heavily. With pinched eyebrows, you try to remember how you got here. Your gaze drops to your rippled reflection in the water. You’re wearing a green dress, emerald earrings dangling from your ears, and a pearl necklace decorating your throat. You touch the cool stones. They do little to relieve you. 
“Need help with that?” 
You jump as you turn around, the damp ground slipping from underneath you. The man is quick to take a wide step, taking a hold of your hand before you take a dip into the lake. Still holding you, he kneels down. His fingers are warm against your skin. 
“Good morning,” he says softly. Only then do you notice a small camp forming in the background, people scurrying about. Your eyes widen when you notice the influx of weaponry being carried around. Your eyes move back to him. He must’ve sensed your fear because he squeezes your hand. “I’m not going to hurt you. You were already here, unconscious, when we came.” 
“I…” you swallow and pull your hand back. “Did you kidnap me?” 
“What?” he snorts, looking aghast. “No, we didn’t kidnap you. “Don’t you…remember what happened to you?” 
You shake your head, tears stinging your eyes. Your head throbs painfully and instinctively you touch the wet wound again. “No,” you whisper. 
The moment hangs in the air, a weighty silence punctuated by the sound of wind and soft waves washing over the surface. Your hand sinks further into the soil, the waves threatening to pull you further in. This is the first time you actually take notice of what this man looks like. His hair is a tousled mess of short brown locks, with a softness that beckons you to run your fingers through it. The curves and lines of his jaw and chin are accented by the subtle shadow of his beard. His eyes, a deep brown hue, seem to dart back and forth between yours, searching for some hint or clue about your past. His eyes don’t look like one of a criminal’s. You relax. Your shoulders fall, and your heart rate returns to normal. 
“You must be a noble.” he suddenly says, more to himself than you. His eyes drop momentarily, either to your lisp or necklace, you can’t tell.  “You must be.” he mutters again. 
“I…I really don’t know.” 
“Do you remember your name?” 
You shake your head, lips pressed tightly together. He gives you an understanding look and momentarily past you, observing the surroundings that lay behind you. 
“My name is Marcus,” he says barely above a whisper. His gaze moves back to you, your pulse thrums loudly under your skin. “How about we call you Lily for now?” 
You nod, still silent. He smiles. “Alright then,” Marcus stands up and offers you his hand, you take it. You feel the scars and callouses that seem to map the inside of his palm. “Let's get that wound cleaned and we can try and find out who you are.” 
“Sure,” you answer, grimacing at how scratchy your voice sounds. Swallowing, you gesture to the camps. “What is all of this?” 
Some of the men give you odd looks and your steps slow. Marcus squeezes your hands two times, you inhale slowly and follow him. 
“It’s a bit scary looking isn’t it?” a low chuckle escapes his lips, leading you into one of the tents. “I think it’s best for you if you don’t know. For your own safety.” 
Only days later, your memory still lost to you, does Marcus reveal who they were. A small rebel group preparing for their fight against the throne. Liberating one town at a time. He tells you that you need to leave, find your family, they would be leaving soon and he offers to drop you off at the city. 
But you don’t leave. Instead, you join them without knowing it’s your own family you will be fighting against. 
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greenwitchfromthewoods · 8 months ago
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⇒ MASTERLIST
Hi! Welcome to my space. Choose something for yourself based on what is right for you. Take a bite! And thank you for your time.
✤ Joel Miller [The Last Of Us]
✤ Javier Peña [Narcos]
✤ Frankie "Catfish" Morales [ Triple Frontier]
✤ Marcus Moreno [ We Can Be Heroes]
✤ General Marcus Acacius [Gladiator II]
✤ Javi Gutierrez [The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent]
🧾 Drabbles/Prompts
💔 a few ways to break your heart 💔 [masterlist]
❤️‍ broken hearts seek redemption ❤️‍ [ masterlist]
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toomanystoriessolittletime · 2 months ago
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Steph, yeeees, finally some 6 sentences fics again 🙏🙏🙏
May I ask for 88. "You're so messy." (or something like this, I can't remember for the life of me... 😅) and Marcus Moreno?
Thank youuu
It's been a while, hasn't it? 😅
Pairing: Marcus Moreno x fem. reader
Warnings: dirty talk, blowjobs, secret blowjob, established relationship, reader has hair to pull
Request your six sentence fic
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"You're so messy," he teased, smirk on his lips as he looked down at you.
Humming, eyes watering, you brought one of your hands up to wrap around the base of his cock, your mouth full of him as you bopped your head up and down his hard cock.
One of his hands wrapped around your hair and your eyes dropped close for just a second, anticipating what was about to come, before they opened again, relaxing your throat as you breathed in deeply through your nose.
"But we can make you even messier sweetheart, can't we?" he pulled at your hair and you moaned, your other hand reaching around to grip his ass, making him pull his lip between his teeth as his eyes darkened.
"Gotta be quiet though," he thrust his hip forward, making your choke.
"Don't want our families downstairs to know what a little slut my little wife is, huh?"
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baronessvonglitter · 6 months ago
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Summer's almost over, and since I've been officially posting on tumblr since June, I'm going to start compiling fic recs on a seasonal basis, so naturally we're starting with summer.
I realize some of these fics are older, and some are even out of season ("Boo" takes place on Halloween) but this is my blog and I'm not gonna hold myself to too many standards 😜
Honestly, everything I reblog is an automatic "fic rec". The ones below are my particular favorites of this past summer 🌅
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Abducted ~ Joel Miller x f!reader ~ by @propheticbride
Boo ~ Joel Miller x f!reader ~ by @pascalsbby
Brat! ~ Joel Miller x brat!female!reader ~ by @shellshocklove
Caught in the Act ~ pre-outbreak Joel Miller x roommate!fem!reader ~ by @mermaidgirl30
Cuts Like Glass ~ Dave York x f!reader ~ by @morallyinept
Dinner and a Show ~ Joel Miller x Roman Roy x f!reader ~ by @strang3lov3
Doctor's Pet ~ doctor!Dave York x nurse!reader ~ by @evolnoomym
Heavenly Bound ~ Jackson!Joel Miller x afab!virgin!reader ~ by @ozarkthedog
I Can Bring You in Hot ~ Din Djarin x Maxwell Lord ~ by @ghostofaboy
In the shadows of others, we grow (series) ~ Tim Rockford x Dave York ~ by @sin-djarin
Just Like That (series) ~ dark!perv!stepdad!Joel Miller x fem!reader ~ by @sweetpascal
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder ~ Javier Pena x reader ~ by @miss-oranje-disco-dancer
The Nebble Files (series) ~ Tim Rockford x OFC Jane Nebble ~ by @inept-the-magnificent
Please, Sir ~ Marcus Pike x female!reader ~ by @mountainsandmayhem
The Police Officer ~ uniformed!Joel Miller x f!reader ~ by @myownwholewildworld
Privates ~ AU!Joel Miller x Javier Pena x afab!reader ~ by @eff4freddie
Push It ~ Joel Miller x fem!reader ~ by @milla-frenchy
Put it in, Coach ~ Joel Miller x f!reader ~ by @magpiepills
The Rift (series) ~ Marcus Moreno x Marcus Acacius x Marcus Pike x f!reader ~ by @whataperfectwasteoftime
Savior ~ dark!Joel x captive!reader ~ by @lokischocolatefountain
Strawberry Sugar ~ modern!Oberyn Martell x f!reader ~ by @guiltyasdave
Sweet Tooth ~ mom's bf!Javier Pena x f!reader ~ by @magpiepills
Table for Three ~ Joel Miller x f x Dave York ~ by @aurorawritestoescape
Untitled Joel Miller x f!reader ~ by @joelslastofus
Untitled Marcus Acacius x f!reader ~ by @joelslastofus
Volatile ~ Dave York x f!reader ~ by @javier-pena
The Wedding Night ~ Marcus Acacius x female!reader ~ by @ienjoywritingfilth
Wildest Dreams (series) ~ Dave York x f!reader ~ by @guiltyasdave
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freakrenaissance · 1 year ago
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I looooove the fics where Marcus uses his powers for evil 😈 😆 give me every fic where he uses that sexy power to drive me bonkers! 🤤 this was fabulous!
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Can I please request something where you work for the Heroics and are secretly dating Marcus Moreno. One day during a work meeting, Marcus decides to tease you by using his powers to fiddle with your nipple piercings.
***He’s such a jerk!! 😂 Female Reader
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Teasing
Marcus Moreno was a teasing little shit. If you ever made it out of this conference room without embarrassing yourself, you were going to kill him. Throwing him a glare, you bite your lip to hold back a gasp, hating the smirk that he was hiding behind his hand, his eyes dancing mischievously behind thick black rimmed glasses. Most took the leader of the Heroics as a solemn, serious man. But a serious man would not be playing with your piercings during a high level meeting like he was. You were going to murder him.
Marcus loved that you had piercings, for obvious reasons. The man you were secretly dating could manipulate and call metals to him. Something that you hadn’t known when you had first taken the job at Heroics headquarters and damn near had an orgasm when he was practicing calling his katanas to him. It didn't hurt that your hood piercing was freshly re-pierced after several years of not wearing it. It had been embarrassing how you had dropped to the floor, squirming and nearly on the verge of tears from how good it felt.
The first time he had learned you had piercing,you had thought that he was like a kid in a candy store. Certain that he would be shocked or even disgusted at the fact that you had pierced your nipples and clit. Instead you had found out that he was utterly obsessed. Constantly teasing you with them, whenever he could.
However, a table full of high ranking military officials was not the place to do it. Several times heads had turned your way, frowns on their faces as you caused a distraction. Of course the subtle hand gestures Marcus was using to cause your discomfort were completely unnoticed by the men at the table.
Your subtle gasp and shudder makes your skin feel like it’s on fire. The piercing that is up against your clit moves again and you squeeze your thighs together tightly, even though you know it’s no use.
“Are you okay?” The Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff pauses and looks your direction and makes you wish you could just crawl into a hole. His eyes are tinged with concern and you can’t just admit that your Heroic boyfriend is driving you crazy by moving the piercings in your body with his mind.
“I- I’m good.” You manage to squeak out, cutting your eyes over at Marcus when he gives a soft chuckle.
“She’s sore from training sir.” He offers, making you grit your teeth. “Tech No decided that he wanted her to test out some of his new designs for the military.”
“Ah, I see.” At least the inquisitive look to the general’s eyes was gone and he gave a brief nod, dismissing it before turning back to what he was talking about.
You shoot Marcus another dirty look, promising retribution when you finally get him alone. Not that it deters him. Marcus offers you a grin and tweaks your left nipple by twisting the bar slightly and tugging on it with his powers.
Your breathing sounds heavy in your own ears, amplified and echoing in the corner of your mind. The sound of the general’s voice sounds far away, muted as if he were talking through a door.
All you could think about was the pressure on your nipples. The way that they twisted slightly beneath the heavily padded bra that prevented the people you worked with from knowing that you had bars through your nipples. It was as if his fingers were on you, actually touching you instead of sitting across the table from you. Looking over at you innocently before his eyes dart back over to the general.
He knew you could cum from this alone. Especially when he paired it with the way that he moved your clit piercing back and forth, rocking it over the bundle of nerves. He had spent a night experimenting with you on how to make you cum from this along when Missy had a sleep over at her friends out.
You thank God when the general finally decides that he’s talked enough and adjourned the meeting. Leaping up from your chair, you start to rush from the room.
“Where are you running off to?” Marcus asks from behind you, a teasing tone in his voice. You didn’t even answer, too worked up to say anything, especially in a roomful of colleagues and important figures.
Asshole. You were going to kill him when you got him alone. Or just tease him just as much as he had teased you. You hoped it was worth it to him, because he was in for a painful few hours. No office quickie for him today.
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tightjeansjavi · 1 year ago
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Pedro Pascal Character Community Fic Recs-Writer Recs 2023 ⋆ ˚。⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚。⋆
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Thank you to everyone who sent in their fic/writer recs 🤍 I absolutely loved compiling this list for all of you! To all of the writers, thank you for everything that you do in this community ✨
***PLEASE HEED THE INDIVIDUAL WARNINGS FOR EACH WRITERS FICS/MASTERLISTS. ALL CONTENT IS +18 MINORS DO NOT INTERACT***
**Rec’s are in no particular order**
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@radiowallet masterlist fic: Pretend Alleyways Dieter Bravo x Marcus Moreno
@chronically-ghosted masterlist fic: TOTWHTFIFI Max Phillips x f!reader
@for-a-longlongtime fic: I Fought The Law Tim Rockford x Javi Peña x reader
@sin-djarin masterlist fic: Homecomings Multiple Pedro Characters
@secretelephanttattoo masterlist fic: Fort Bravo Dieter Bravo x gn!reader fic: Donut Debauchery Marcus Pike x f!reader
@wannab-urs masterlist fic: in the a.m Javier Peña x f!reader
@corazondebeskar masterlist fic: well it’s love, make it hurt dom!Din Djarin x sub!f!reader
@beskarandblasters masterlist fic: me and my husband Married!Din Djarin x F!Reader fic: Mothman Fever Mothman!Joel Miller x F!Reader fic: apotheosis Sith!Din Djarin x Rebel Spy!Reader
@planet-marz1 masterlist fic: I Know it’s For the Better Joel Miller x f!reader
@idolatrybarbie fic: the world tipped on its side stunt pilot!francisco "frankie" morales x fem!stunt coordinator!reader
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nerdieforpedro · 5 months ago
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Front Covers and WIPs
Thank you to amazing @saradika for gifting us all these cool Penguin Classic Book Cover Templates 😘
I was tagged by @604to647 and @morallyinept and their front covers are amazing so here we go!
Most of the series are on Tumblr but one or two might be on AO3 (I’m still trying to figure out what designs I might use for them. 👀)
Presenting: (With my brand of humor 😘)
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The above fics are linked here: 🤣
Sard’ika Sessions / AO3 - Din Djarin x fem reader
Only Parts of You Mr. Morales / AO3 - Frankie Morales x fem OC
The Lake Between Us / AO3 - Ezra x fem OC
Honey and Sugarplum (AO3 only) Jack Daniels x fem OC
Fire and Fury / AO3 - Pero Tovar x fem OC
Weddings 101 with Dieter / AO3 - Dieter Bravo x Maya fem OC
This is the Neighborhood Din / AO3 - Din Djarin (modern version and Grogu is human) x fem OC
Green Shop of Memories (AO3 only) Marcus Moreno x fem. OC
Come live with me Angel / AO3 - Benny Miller x fem. OC
Front Office Adjunct (AO3 only) Dave York x fem. OC
I’m combining this with WIP Wednesday since I haven’t done one for a while:
“Now that’s a lie sweetheart and you know it.” His voice is low and makes her laugh. She highly doubts this, she had no idea that things would turn out this way so quickly. Before she can offer a rebuttal, Benny grabs her wrist and kisses the inside of it. “You’ve had me since we sang ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ and I wouldn’t let go of your hand. I haven’t let go of you since Angel.”
From chapter four (I’m working on it) of “Come live with me Angel” with Benny Miller and Diana (OC)
Also this:
Rolling his eyes as he watches some older woman in a yellow track suit walking a poodle and eyeing him like he doesn’t belong, he flips her the bird as she stomps away, “Nope. I did give the finger to this old woman looking at me like I’m a round peg in a square in my own damn neighborhood. She’s one of those that would calm the cops for dumb shit.” He pauses a beat, “You finished reading? Anything you wanna ask?” The older woman yells some obscenities while her dog barks at its owner’s behavior. Dieter pays no mind and starts circling the tree he’s standing next to, trying to work off some of his anxiety. “First impression at least, give me something Aisha. Any direction you might be heading with it.”
From chapter six of “A Safe Place for Us” with Dieter and Aisha. Because I can’t help but make things serious as of recently. I need more whimsy. 🥸
Last one, kinda long but, it’s me I’m long winded 🤣:
“I enjoy many a meal. A real man ain’t picky darlin’. However, I know a good brunch place that has good food and good drinks. Think we might make an afternoon of it?”
”Asking for so much of my time already? You think you’ll keep me interested that long?”
”Sugarplum, I think the real question ya should be askin’ yourself,” Jack had the nerve to move his hand from her shoulder to her hip, squeezing it and whistling when he felt how supple her flesh was as he jiggle it, “Are you going to let me dine on a particular meal I’m looking for?” A second kiss was placed on her cheek and he was pulling back his hand, but Maeve placed it back.
”I might. You’ll need to work me into it like you said Jack. Mind if we talk more first?”
This one is from Honey and Sugarplum with Jack Daniels and a fem OC. Their banter in chapter one makes me giggle no matter how many times I read it. I’m going to get it on Tumblr one day. 👀
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joelalorian · 6 months ago
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Still deep in my Marcus Moreno era 😍🥰 I don’t know what it is about plane crash situations, but I love when my fave characters face them. This is so good so far and I can’t wait to see how this turns out 🖤🖤🖤
The Lost Island
Chapter 2 - Alive
Summary: You're in trouble after getting wounded from the crash, and Marcus is struggling in his own way.
Author's Note: Trying to keep the chapters a bit shorter this time, but still, a lot happens here. I hope you'll like it :)
Rating: Mature 18+ONLY Warnings: cursing, mention of plane crash, drowning, wounds, angst, near-death experience, suggestion of natural/herbal drug trip. Word Count: 3575 Masterlist (this story) Author’s Masterlist
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Sharp pain woke you up by jolting through your frame as you became aware of it again. You sat up on instinct, gasping into a breathless huff with how fiercely your damaged body protested, and your eyes were drawn to large gashes in the skin of your arms and legs, trembling uncontrollably as your body tried to deal with the shock and adrenaline.
Meanwhile, your mind was preoccupied with the increased awareness that you weren’t dead, but that was also as much as you were able to process yet. It took a while to absorb the understanding that you weren’t bobbing up and down in the ocean, but sitting firmly on a beach, under the shade of a tree you’d never seen the likes of before. Your throat and lungs burned and every time you coughed it was like razorblades were moving around in there. You must’ve gotten saltwater into your lungs at some point. You might even have drowned, which was a terrifying thought for several reasons. But for the moment, you were mostly questioning how you’d gotten all the way up the beach and under the shielding branches of this beautiful tree?
“You’re alive. Great.”
Marcus didn’t sound all that happy about it as he walked towards you, carrying a bunch of stuff in his arms that he dropped to the ground once he got to you. There were coconuts, thank god, and large leaves and a few rocks.
“I’m sure you’re thrilled… What the hell happened?”
He dropped to his knees and began working on breaking into the coconuts, and for once you were glad that he was a super.
“We fell thirty thousand feet into the ocean.”
If the pain hadn’t been so bad you would’ve scowled at him, but your face was locked in an expression of torment that simply wouldn’t let up.
“Yeah, I was awake for that part, smartass. I meant after.”
He used a sharp rock to drill a hole into one of the coconuts, before handing it to you to drink from, and you had to school yourself harshly not to just gulp it down. Each little sip burned your throat when you swallowed, but the more you got down, the better it felt.
“I got us out of the plane the moment before it hit the water, but we still landed hard. You were torn from my grip and knocked unconscious before you sank, and it took me a minute to find you among the debris and get you back up to the surface. And then I saw this place and got us here, dragged you up on the beach and got you breathing again.”
You almost asked why he’d bothered, but you knew better. He was a good person, no matter how much he might dislike you, and he would never let anyone die in front of him, just to escape a few arguments. He was a Heroic for a reason, after all.
“Thanks.”
He scoffed a little half-heartedly.
“You might be about to take that back. Dressing those cuts with what little we have to work with here, is gonna hurt like hell.”
“Not my first rodeo, Mom.”
He sighed and glared at you. It was far from the first time he’d heard your nickname for him (most obnoxious man), but this time he seemed to find it more annoying than usual.
“Do you want my help or not?”
“Are you seriously asking as though I had a choice?”
He grumbled something you couldn’t hear and then grabbed another coconut and drilled a hole into that one too, before carefully pouring a small amount of it over your biggest cut, which was on your left calf. It stung but not too bad, although you had trouble staying still while he worked, because your nerves continued to make your body twitch and tremble with the stress of what had happened. He was kind enough not to gripe about it, though. He wasn’t in his uniform, since the purpose of your trip had been to meet with a young super, that was having difficulties controlling his abilities but was afraid to seek help in his own country. He was meant to meet with the kid in a more clandestine manner, to avoid drawing attention. You’d been ordered to accompany the great Heroic leader in case the kid turned hostile, which was just ridiculous to begin with, because what the hell could you do to protect a super from another super? You suspected that someone had hatched the bright idea of sticking you both together to try and force you to settle your differences, and wisely kept you far away from the office for that little experiment. Clearly, someone hadn’t quite followed that thought to its inevitable conclusion… Anyway, this meant that Marcus had two sweaters on, a t-shirt and a Henley, and he’d taken the t-shirt off and torn it into strips that he could use as bandages, while the leaves he’d brought would serve as dressing. At least two of the bigger wounds could’ve used some stitches, but that wasn’t gonna be possible, so you just had to hope that they’d heal on their own. He used ordinary tree-sap on the smaller cuts and scrapes that there weren’t enough bandages to cover. But even though he worked quickly, you soon succumbed to the shock and blood-loss, and passed out.
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Marcus spent the rest of that afternoon walking along the beach and familiarizing himself a little more with the island. He suspected that you’d sleep for a good long while, and even though he perhaps should’ve sat with you to make sure you didn’t stop breathing in your sleep, he needed some time alone to think. He might not be as physically affected as you, but he was in shock all the same and he needed to try and process and accept his current circumstances. And naturally, where his mind went first and foremost, was to Missy. She’d lost her mother, and even though that was years ago now, it would never stop being relevant. She’d asked him to walk away from fieldwork for a reason, and even if she was well on her way to becoming a Heroic herself now, giving her a better understanding of why he sometimes had to go with his team, she was still terrified of losing him too. And now, here he was. Because he’d allowed you to get under his skin, yet again. What was it with you? He’d tried so hard in the beginning, to understand what he did wrong, what made you so suspicious and hostile against him. But after months of never getting anywhere, he’d simply lost all patience with you, and that was where the true problems began. It was as though the more he tried to just ignore you, the more agitated you got, and the more he spoke to you, the more suspicious you seemed to get, and he couldn’t understand why. He most assuredly blamed you for stranding you both there, but blame wasn’t gonna get you out of this situation. You were gonna have to work together for that, and he really couldn’t see how that was ever gonna happen. But for now, what you both needed the most, was to ensure that there was fresh water and something edible somewhere on this island, beyond coconuts. The sun was hanging low on the sky by the time he returned to you, finding you still sleeping and looking no worse than when he’d last seen you, and he breathed a small sigh of relief that nothing had happened to you while he was gone. He might not like you but being alone would’ve been so much worse.
At some point he must’ve fallen asleep, after lying down next to you in the sand to look up at the stars after it got dark, because the next thing he was aware of, was being brusquely shaken until he woke up.
“Stop it, you’ll pop my shoulder out of its socket…”
“I’ve been waiting for you to wake up for two hours.”
“How considerate of you.”
“We need to talk, Marcus. This is worse than we thought.”
That made his head find a thread of focus, and he sat up and tried to listen properly. You were sitting next to him, slumped and pale and there was something unsettling about the way you kept trembling now and then. As though your body was trying to correct something that wouldn’t obey.
“How so?”
“This island doesn’t exist.”
His mind went blank hearing that, and all he could do was stare at you with utter confusion.
“As far as I can tell, this place isn’t on any map, official or not, and if I’m right that pretty much means we’re screwed.”
“Wait a minute… How would you know if this place is on any map, when we don’t have a clue where we are?”
“Because I know where we were when you broke the plane, and what our most likely trajectory was from there, and even if I’m off by a hundred miles it wouldn’t make any difference, because there is nothing here. This part of the ocean is nothing more than a transport lane for migrating marine-life.”
“Isn’t that a good thing? It’s a big-ass island, there’s a whole mountain right over there, so when someone comes looking for us, they’re bound to see it. They can follow the plane’s most likely trajectory too.”
“But that’s my point. Regardless of how big it is, this place has never been spotted before, despite all the modern technology in play these days.”
His head was catching up to yours now, and he didn’t like where it was going.
“But then how are we here? How is it that I could see it? Are you suggesting we’re already dead and this is purgatory, or that we’re somehow hallucinating the same scenario?”
“No. I think this is either a different dimension that we somehow fell into, or the even more frightening scenario; someone here has the ability to cloak, on a scale we’ve never seen before.”
“How is that the more frightening scenario? If there are people here, then they can help us.”
“Assuming they’re friendly, but if this place is cloaked then we have to assume it’s for a reason, and I’m sure I don’t have to explain to you why people hide things.”
That threw him a little, because your tone suggested that you thought he was hiding something, which he wasn’t. But before he could ask you about it, you spoke again, once more shifting his focus.
“No matter what’s going on, we’re not gonna figure it out sitting here, and we need to find food and water.”
“Right. Well, I took a walk yesterday and I saw what looked like the top of a waterfall on the south side of the mountain. It’s not visible from here, but I think I know where to go.”
He got up and walked a few yards out onto the beach before turning around to look up at the mountain and try and remember more precisely where he’d seen it. But when he looked back at you after he’d located the spot where he thought it was, he hesitated. Because you were staring at him, and your eyes were a mixture of pain and disbelief. You knew how bad a shape you’d really been in yesterday. You were trained in basic medical and emergency care, and you knew how dangerous it was for the body to nearly drown. How delayed effects could emerge many hours or sometimes even days after. And now you knew that he’d left you alone.
“I needed to absorb all of this too.”
“Yeah, I get it. I’m just shocked that the great Moreno did something selfish for once. Good for you.”
He wanted to retort, but you looked so fragile that he honestly didn’t think you’d survive a battle of wits right now, so he settled for a scowl, to which you responded with a minor shrug before you seemed to decide to let it go.
“Better not waste the daylight. I’m not exactly fighting fit, so I won’t be able to run up there.”
He didn’t feel guilty, as such, because he did still blame you for all this. But seeing you now, seeing how just one night had left you so weakened, he realized that he really shouldn’t have left you alone. That was reckless and unkind, neither of which were character traits he usually subscribed to.
“Take your time, we’ll be okay.”
You scoffed into something that could’ve been a laughter, had there been the slightest hint of joy to the sound.
“Oh, I highly doubt it.”
You’d gotten up by then and started limping along the beach, your back turned to him, and he felt a jolt of irritation surge through him at your sarcastic tone.
“Is it physically possible for you to try and be positive for a second? We survived a plane crash, found an island that isn’t supposed to exist, and we’re alive. People have survived on desolate islands for years, Pita, so could you try not to give up on the first day.”
You stopped walking, already panting with the effort of just moving your battered body, even though you’d only covered about thirty feet thus far. You sighed heavily, and he saw your head drop a few inches forwards.
“I never give up. If I had, you’d know it. But you have no idea what it is to be a normal fragile human in this situation.”
You turned back to look at him, and there were tears forming in your eyes as you spoke.
“We fell from the sky into the ocean at terminal velocity… and there isn’t a scratch on you. It’ll take days without food or water before you even begin to feel tired, whereas I have to force my legs to take a single step, even on the first day. So, no… It’s not physically possible for me to be positive, because like it or not, the way my lungs feel right now, I’ll be lucky to survive another night.”
You turned your head away, too emotional to look at him anymore, but no tears spilled down your cheeks. Slowly, you started walking again, turning back towards the mountain, while Marcus just stood locked in place, watching you. He’d had to hurl you both through a crack in the plane’s body to get you out, and even though he’d angled himself to take up the brunt of the collision with his back, holding you to his chest, bent and broken metal and plastic had torn at your skin as you were squeezed through it. And then you’d hit the water, and gotten flung away in separate directions, skipping over the surface a few times before the ocean had swallowed each of you. He’d felt the impacts, and been sore for a few hours afterwards, but that was it. Some coconut water and a little rest and he was good as new. But you were dying. He could see it now. The way you shielded your right side, probably because of broken ribs, and the way you tensed and twitched throughout your movements, involuntary responses to sharp pain. And that was aside from the biggest issue. He knew what dry drowning was, and he wouldn’t wish a death like that on his worst enemy. But if the salt water had caused a fluid build-up in your lungs, there was still nothing he could do about it. He’d have no choice but to sit there and watch you die in excruciating pain, and it made no difference that you were a constant pain in his ass… he did not want to see that happen.
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When the thundering sound of the waterfall reached you, you thought you were dreaming at first. You’d only gotten a few hundred yards on your own, before begrudgingly accepting Marcus’s offer to help. But you really hadn’t had much choice. Your lungs were bad enough by then that you were barely getting any air in, and it had only taken him a few more minutes to simply pick you up and carry you the rest of the way. You’d been too out of it to argue at that point, and in too much pain to care. He put you down on a soft patch of moss and grass before darting over to the water to make sure it was good, and then using a big leaf to bring some to you. Nothing had ever tasted better, but you still only got a few small sips down before the cough took over. Small gasping breaths was as much as you could manage, and every one hurt like nothing you’d ever felt before. Well, every inch of your body did, but that was easily the worst. You wanted to tell Marcus to leave. There was no reason for him to be there just so he could watch you drown all over again. It was a horrible way to go, and an awful thing to see, and as much as he annoyed you, you didn’t wish him any harm. And it wasn’t as though he owed you anything, you were just as annoying to him. But it was all irrelevant because you couldn’t speak anymore. There just wasn’t enough air. The sun stood high in the sky and the streaks of mist billowing out from the waterfall made a rainbow appear above you, and you thought that maybe this wasn’t the worst way to go. Soon your body would stop fighting for every breath, and the pain would finally fade. It felt like an eternity, but you didn’t fight it when your eyes eventually wanted to close, nor try to keep the darkness away when it started to pull you down. You knew that Marcus was still there, even though you couldn’t hear or feel him any longer, and even though you had your issues with him, you were grateful that he stayed. You weren’t ready to go, and you never would be. But you were done.
The sun was gone when you jumped onto your feet in a truly ungraceful splatter of movement and spun around on the spot to try and orient yourself, but you couldn’t understand what you were seeing. There were fires and tall trees and strange sounds and so many people, and your heart was racing like a panicked horse. What the fuck was going on?! You felt like someone had stuck a lightning rod into your brain and dropped you inside of a hurricane. You were… tingling, and not in a good way.
“Easy now, Mana… You are safe, but you still need to heal.”
You didn’t know the voice, but it sounded like an older male, speaking slowly with an accent that was somehow familiar and yet you couldn’t place it. He was speaking to you, wasn’t he? But what did he call you? And who the hell was he?
“Wh-… where am I? What’s going on?”
Your eyes didn’t wanna focus properly, and the fires weren’t helping with their all too sharp contrasts against the night.
“You were dying, and we healed you. My name is Akela, and this is my tribe.”
Akela… you knew where that name came from, didn’t you? An odd game of connect the dots seemed to play out in your memories, just way too slowly and with a lot of detours. You made your overenergized body stop moving and located the shape of the man, continuing until your eyes found his. God, what was wrong with your brain? Nothing was responding properly, and you were somehow sluggish, despite the strange sensation of being overloaded.
“That’s a Hawaiian name, right? Your accent…”
“Yes, we came from those islands a long time ago, when I was only a boy. But we can talk about this later, you must rest now, Mana.”
“What is that? Why do you call me that?”
“It means Spiritual Power, and it is what we always call someone in need of healing. To help their soul stay with us.”
“Oh… Thank you. But I don’t know if I can rest, I feel like a wind-up doll that someone wound up way too tightly.”
He chuckled warmly at you, and it was a lovely sound.
“Give it another thirty seconds and you will be struggling to stay awake.”
Okay, was this some kinda acid trip? Had they given you something? Your mind was a mess of knowledge and dreams and memories, none of which seemed to be in the correct order, or place for that matter. But then a sharp and clear image virtually hit the backs of your eyes, making you blink and squint against the sudden clarity, before it vanished again.
“The guy! Where’s the guy…… er, hero… shit, what’s his name…?”
Akela wasn’t kidding. Your thirty seconds were up, and your energy was just gone, all at once. You tried to stay awake, but it was like trying to hold off an avalanche with a stick. The darkness pulled you under once more, and the last thought to pass through your mind was whether you’d actually been saved, or if that had been some odd sideshow version of an entryway into the afterlife.
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cosmicaura7 · 13 days ago
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PEDRO PASCAL MASTERLIST
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DAVE YORK (THE EQUALIZER 2)
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SYNOPSIS : (Lesley from Mobile Legends inspired fem reader) In where after being saved from the hands of death, Dave York finds himself living a new life in a secret underworld organization.
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DIETER BRAVO (THE BUBBLE)
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iluvstrawberry · 8 months ago
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A Little Help Goes a Long Way
Marcus Moreno x (fem!) Reader
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Rating: Explicit (MDNI) - 1.9k
Tags: romantic smut, also smutty smut, creampie and (slight) breeding (my loves!), slight daddy kink
Summary: With the heatwave taking up Marcus' focus and making him neglect his own well-being, his ever-supportive girlfriend decides to take matters into her own hands... and other openings.
Also cross-posted to Ao3
So excited (and nervous) to post this!! It's my first foray into the Pascal Boys Universe (do we call it the PBU?)
Thank you @pedgito @amanitacowboy and @chaotic-mystery for hosting this event and the amazing (!!!) moodboards!
And most importantly: Thank you to anyone and everyone for reading! Besitos!
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A week the heatwave had lasted and according to the newscasters, it wouldn’t let up for yet another.
A small blessing was the fact that it was a dry heat, humidity only served to make the air feel that much hotter.
But even this small blessing came with a caveat. Marcus had been absent from home for each day of the week, often until the early hours of the morning. The heat increased the chances of fires spreading all over the forest keeping the heroes and their leader on high alert. 
Luckily, something like this hadn’t happened yet. He had taken every precaution, having heroes on patrol and firefighters on standby 24 hours a day. But even so, Marcus had not been able to relax since the heatwave began. 
His caring nature had been what endeared him so to yn, but too often this side of his character took a turn to the self-sacrificing, making him forget about his own well-being. He had been so wired that he had not had sufficient rest in days. This streak, yn was determined to break. 
With Missy at her Grandma’s for the weekend, she had made use of the shaded daybed next to the Moreno’s pool. The sun was slowly descending, shedding an orange-golden light over the garden. But still, the heat of the day didn’t let up, as she reclined. Marcus was busy in the kitchen with preparing their dinner, not accepting her insistent offer to help with a ‘This is the first time this week I have the time to cook for you. Let me, cariño.’
She could hear him pottering away, and as she heard him set the table, she set her plan into motion as well. 
Tugging her bikini top down, just so her nipples were close to being exposed, she called to him: ‘Marcus, baby! Do you mind helping?’
Her boyfriend, unaware of her intentions, took her bait and made his way from the open kitchen glass door to where she lay.
“Sure thing, what do you need?” Marcus asked, his voice a mix of curiosity with a hint of the exhaustion he seemed wont to ignore.
Yn turned her head, letting her eyes lock with his, and gave him a slow, inviting smile. “I think I need a little help relaxing,” she said softly, her tone carrying a hint of playfulness. She adjusted her position slightly, allowing the setting sun to cast a warm glow on her exposed skin. Slowly, her legs fell open.
Marcus’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of her. Already, he was taking unconscious steps toward her. “Yn, what are you up to?” he asked, a grin forming on his lips despite his weariness.
“Just trying to remind you that there’s more to life than work,” Yn replied, reaching out to gently tug him closer. “You’ve been so tense and overworked. Let me help you unwind.”
He sighed, the tension in his shoulders beginning to melt away at her touch. “You always know how to get to me,” he admitted, stepping closer until he was standing right beside her.
“Good,” Yn said, her hands moving to trace patterns on his arms. “Because you deserve a break, Marcus. You’ve done everything you can to keep everyone safe. Now, it’s time to take care of yourself. And let me take care of you.”
Marcus leaned down, his lips capturing hers in a kiss that was both tender and hungry. Yn responded eagerly, pulling him down onto the daybed with her. They kissed deeply, passion igniting between them like a spark in the dry summer heat.
As their kisses grew more fervent, Yn’s hands moved to unbutton his shirt, pushing it off his shoulders. Marcus, in turn, let his fingers dance along the straps of her bikini, pulling them aside to expose more of her soft skin.
Yn softly pushed his fingers away. ‘Nu-uh. No touching me yet. It’s your turn first.’
Marcus held his hands up in mock surrender and let Yn take off his linen shirt and trousers. She wasn’t surprised to see that he had forgone underwear.
‘Too hot for you?’, she grinned up at him, taking him in hand. Marcus whined.
‘Says the one wearing practically nothing. Please, cariño, don’t tease.’ 
That wasn’t her intention, so without hesitation, Yn leaned down to draw her tongue up his length. She moaned at his salty taste, taking his head into her mouth, suckling, while her right hand took to massaging his balls. Marcus groaned, one of his hands coming up to bury in her hair, the other drawing up her body, teasing one of her nipples through her top. 
Without missing a beat, Yn drew back. Marcus protested immediately ‘No. Come on, cariño, I am letting you take care of me. I just need something to occupy me.’ 
Though she tried, Yn couldn’t resist him when he looked at her with huge brown eyes, his length glistening with her spit and his precum. She changed her position, lying down on his chest so that her slit was right in front of his face. Without conscious thought, Marcus gripped her hips, inhaling her scent. His nose drew up and down the wet patch of her panties. Yn moaned, gripping his length again. Before she started sucking him a again she said: ‘If you take it off, maybe you’ll find something to occupy you.’
Marcus didn’t hesitate at the opportunity and undid the bows at the side of her panties. They fell open and Marcus quickly threw the offending garment off, while she took off her top. What greeted him, was one of his favourite sights. Yn, open and wet, her folds near dripping with desire. He quickly licked up her slit once, making them both moan.
‘Cariño, I can’t believe I’ve missed this the last few days. Let me apologize.’ And with that, he buried his face in her.
Yn tried to continue licking him but the way he pleasured her made her incapable to move.
She laid her head on his thighs and simply moaned, spasming when he switched from fucking her with his tongue to suckling on her clit. And then, he wet one finger and slowly slid it inside her - and stopped.
‘Cariño?’ he slowly tapped the small cylinder inside her. ‘What’s this?’
Yn lifted her head, eyelids heavy with desire. ‘Surprise!’ she breathed. ‘Guess what it’s made of.’
Marcus’ eyes glittered. Yn got no voiced answer but then the small metal cylinder began vibrating inside her. She choked and her whole body went rigid. With his powers, Marcus moved it directly to that special spot inside her and increased the vibrations. At the same time, he went back to sucking at her clit. Yn couldn’t move, couldn’t think. She pressed her eyes closed and let Marcus do what he wanted. And then - white hot light exploded behind her eyes when she fell off the precipice.
But there was no catching her breath. Marcus kept the vibrations coming, torturing her with pleasure, slipping in two fingers beside the toy to fill her up more. The trembles of her first orgasm hadn’t had the chance to stop, before she came a second, more powerful time. Marcus could feel her body pressing so tight around his fingers, her wetness spraying out of her pussy and drenching his neck and face. And still, he did not let up, licking up the wetness from around her opening. At her whining, he at least decreased the vibrations, though only slightly. And then she started begging.
‘Please Marcus ‘s too much. Please, daddy, I can’t. I need you now, daddy.’ 
That word. Marcus growled when he heard it. They didn’t often make use of it, only when she was near desperation from lust did she get into this headspace. And Marcus loved it. Without effort, he turned her around, sitting her on him so that she straddled his hips, right above his cock. She nuzzled into his neck and he took her face into his hands, gently making her look up at him. Her eyes were glassy with pleasure.
‘Yeah? Too much cariño? Need daddy to make it better? Need daddy to fill you completely?’ She could only nod weakly and wiggled her hips.
Marcus could feel her wetness on his cock. Without hesitation, he lifted her bottom with his one hand and lined himself up with the other. Slowly, he let her slide down his length until he was completely seated inside her. They both moaned at the sensation of being completely joined. With the cylinder inside her, she was even tighter.
‘You ready, baby?’ Marcus breathed, which Yn answered with an enthusiastic whine.
For what he had in mind, Marcus changed their positions, rolling them around until he was on top of her, and brought her ankles to rest on his shoulder. He kissed one and then slowly withdrew from her pussy - and slammed back into her. From there, he set a fluid rhythm, riding her hard. Each time he entered her completely, his cock kissed the entrance to her womb, making her whine with pleasurable pain. Their bodies were slick with heat and he could hear their combining wetness each time he moved. Nearing the end, he put his powers to use, and started vibrating the metal inside her. With the way he moved, it touched Yn’s spot consistently and she screamed out her third orgasm of the evening. Marcus could barely hold on, her tightness choking him, the vibrations making him lose all control.
‘Where do you want it, cariño? I’m so close!’ he whined. Yn clasped her hands around his face and drew him into a wet kiss, more tongue than anything.
‘Inside me, want to feel you. Want you to fill me. Make me yours.’ With those words, Marcus lost it. He slammed inside her one last time and with a deep grunt, released all inside her. Yn moaned when she felt liquid warmth fill her. 
All strength seemed to leave Marcus and he became boneless, pressing himself to Yn in a tight embrace. 
After catching their breath, they couldn’t ignore their apparent stickiness any longer.
“Let’s move to the pool,” Yn suggested breathlessly.
Marcus didn’t need to be told twice. He scooped her up in his arms, carrying her the short distance to the pool’s edge. With a playful splash, they both slipped into the cool water, their bodies still entwined.
The water was a perfect contrast to the lingering heat of the day. Marcus’s worries and exhaustion had completely faded away, replaced by the sensations of Yn’s body, her touch and the rhythmic movement of the water around them.
The heat of the day, the stress of the week, all seemed to dissolve in the cool, refreshing embrace of the pool and each other.
They continued to float lazily, wrapped in each other’s arms, the stars beginning to twinkle in the evening sky above. Yn rested her head on Marcus’s chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her ear.
“Thank you,” Marcus murmured, pressing a kiss to her damp hair. “I needed this more than I realized.”
Yn smiled, her fingers tracing idle patterns on his skin. “Anytime, baby. Anytime.”
They stayed like that for a while longer, enjoying the peace and tranquility that had been so elusive. In each other’s arms, they found the closeness and relaxation they had both been craving.
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imaswellkid · 2 years ago
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Me, to every single person I've ever interacted with on tumblr: I'm not into the daddy kink at all.
You: Oh sister, please let me out you. Kindly.
I've already told you how much I love this piece. And I'm not sure I can repeat here why I love it so much, why it tugs at my chest, why it makes my heart bleed (my gothic ass). Because it's so ✨personal✨ and my gothic ass is obsessed with privacy.
What I can say is this.
Your daddy 'kink' isn't a kink, it's a need. A need I understand on an instinctual level, and the way you write it, disarmingly honest, incredibly powerful in its surrendering vulnerability, once again (I mean, Kelli ONCE AFUCKINGGAIN) gently takes me by the hand and safely guides me into the darkest recesses of my black heart to shine a soothing light. My gothic ass.
A pulsing beat gathers between your thighs, at both the sternness of his expression but also the care behind it. 
You could tell she genuinely meant it, but the paltry thanks wasn’t enough in your opinion. He had already done more than your parents had ever done for you, and you wondered what it was like to grow up in a house where it happened so often you took it for granted. Your parents hadn’t even bothered to give you a ride on your first day, you had taken the bus with your meager boxes. The qualities of a dad: one who does because he cares, but also guides. 
He’s so good with her — so patient, and kind, and attentive. So genuinely invested in her answers in a way you’d never experienced, and though you are happy for your best friend in that she has such a doting parent, you’d be lying if you said a little jealousy never crept into your heart when you watched them. 
Beneath the solid weight of his body is your favorite place – secure, safe, desired, wanted.
Being here with him has made the need for it unbearable, and what you do know is that no matter what you want, he’ll give it to you.
His praise fills you with light from the inside out, pouring out through your sweat damp skin where it’s flush with his own and another tear slips free; your release both a bright, shining edge that he’s guiding you towards and a strong, powerful current that threatens to pull you under.
Safe, secure. In both yourself, and what you mean to him.
Yes I had to copy-paste all of this.
Kelli, you say daddy, I say Pilot, but we're really speaking the same language (even though you speak it far better than i could ever hope to achieve) (yes I'm saying it again) (i will till the day i die).
And here's another -redundant- proof that you're a goddess genius:
A secret shadow follows him around constantly, fleeting slices of the man you know appearing if you watch him long enough. His throaty laugh, the spread of his thighs on the couch, the flex of his jaw.
I mean COME ON WOMAN, how good can you be?????
I am so grateful you decided to share this with us. Thank you, my love 🧡🧡🧡
Now be a good girl and add it to your masterlist, please.
The Dinner
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Marcus Moreno x f!college reader
The Secret Universe
Rating: Explicit, Daddy Kink™ (seriously, like a lot)
A/N: I have many people to thank for this one: @imaswellkid @the-ginger-hedge-witch @whatsnewalycat @obiknights and the amazing @the-scandalorian - every single one of them gave me the most amazing advice, but also gave me endless reassurance when I needed it, and I could never thank them enough. Sometimes it really takes a village ❤
“How is stats this semester? Need any help?” 
You take a slow sip of your ice water, listening. 
“It’s okay,” Missy replies. “Better, now that I signed up for tutoring during my free period, which — “ she points her fork at her father, who currently has a slightly smug expression on his face, “— totally sucks. I know you said it would help, and it did, but at what cost, dad?”
His shoulders move as he huffs a laugh and he pokes around his dinner plate, spearing some roasted broccoli. Shrugging, he glances at you. “Is a couple of hours a week impacting your guys’ social life that bad?”
“No, sir,” you answer with a polite smile. 
The title slips off your tongue with ease, and his playful expression falters for a moment. 
Clearing his throat, he shifts in his chair. “That’s what I thought.” 
He takes a swallow of his water — a small sip, then a larger one — and the three of you continue to eat. 
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604to647 · 1 year ago
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604to647 Masterlist
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Fics:
For now, just writing for Pedro boys. While I do write fluff and angst, most of the below should be considered 18+ content, so I kindly ask that MDNI please. Thank you for reading!
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Din Djarin
Safest with You Series (Modern AU Retired Mob Enforcer!Din Djarin x fem!reader) (complete)
Kiss It Better (Drabble, one shot; Din Djarin x Princess!reader)
The Might of the Realm (one shot in the same AU as Kiss It Better; Din Djarin x Princess!reader) new!
Javier Pena
Birthday Present (One shot; Narcos S1/S2!Javi P x fem!reader)
Thot: When Reader calls Javi “Agent”
Show me (Drabble for Manspreading Olympics; Javi P x fem!reader)
Dodge (Vigilante AU One shot; Javi P x fem!reader)
Photocopies (One shot follow-up to Birthday Present; S1/S2 Javi P x fem!reader)
Always Tomorrow (One shot follow-up to Photocopies; S1/S2 Javi P x fem!reader) new!
Pero Tovar
Mi Galleta - 4 part mini series (Modern AU Grumpy-Bouncer!Pero Tovar x Sunshine-Rich Girl!Reader) (complete)
Barón Tovar Takes a Wife - 3 part mini series (Bridgerton AU Regency!Pero Tovar x fem!reader, Childhood Best Friends to Lovers) (complete)
Tim Rockford
The Rockford Portfolio - a non-linear collection of fluffy (and sometimes smutty) one-shots (Detective Tim Rockford x fem!reader) (ongoing)
What Was I Made For? (Frankenstein AU One shot; Tim Rockford x fem!reader)
The Detective and The Agent - 3 part mini series (Merge Mansion x The Mentalist crossover AU, Detective Tim Rockford x fem!reader x Agent Marcus Pike)
Frankie Morales
Strawberry Shortcake - 2 Parts + Epilogue (Frankie Morales x cocktail waitress, single mom!reader) (complete)
Brandy by the Fireplace (One shot; Frankie Morales x City Girl!reader)
Bluebird Days
Extreme Sports AU Young!Frankie Morales, Friends-To-Lovers
(coming never because I shouldn’t even be thinking about it)
Marcus Pike
Code Name: Hephaestus (one-shot for Pedro Pantheon; Agent Marcus Pike x fem!reader)
The Detective and The Agent - 3 part mini series (Merge Mansion x The Mentalist crossover AU, Detective Tim Rockford x fem!reader x Agent Marcus Pike)
Dieter Bravo
Crawling Back to You (Dieter's version) (One-shot for Bouquets of Pedro Challenge; Dieter Bravo x fem!reader)
Marcus Moreno
Soulmates AU NO WON’T DO IT
Fic Recs:
Part 1
Part 2
Other:
Good Morning (PPCU Mad Libs; Pedro character of your choice x fem!reader) new!
Coffee Crisp Din Djarin (Commissioned Art)
Pedro Pascal Characters Nonsense Outros 🎵
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Dividers by @saradika-graphics
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bitchin-beskar · 2 years ago
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lynn’s masterlist
* - indicates mature rating !!almost every story features a fem!reader, the description will specify if that’s not the case!!
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Choices | 1 | 2 | ... [in progress]
You catch the attention of the Clan Leader of the nearby Mandalorian covert.
*witching hour | 1 | 2 |
This job seems like it’s about three seconds from going sideways.
*rewrite history | 1 | 2 |
What if you were with Grogu when he was taken? 
is this what love feels like? | 1 | ... [in progress]
Luke is unable to teach Grogu. He brings Din to someone who can.
Strings of Fate | 1 | ... [in progress]
What if Din had met Grogu before?
I See Starlight In Your Eyes ... [in progress]
A young woman, who’s been a slave near all her life, meets a young, green alien child who’s just been purchased by her master’s wife.
Royal Affairs ... [in progress]
Your life turns upside down when Grogu, son of King Din Djarin of Mandalore, makes his way into your apothecary while running from kidnappers. 
In Your Arms, I Find Comfort
Din discovers that you’ve not been sleeping.
Inevitable
Request: kissing so desperately that their whole body curves into the other person’s. AND being unable to open their eyes for a few moments afterward.
space is cold, but you’re on fire
You wake up in the middle of the night on the Razor Crest to discover the heating has broken.
of all the stupid, reckless things
Din has an... interesting plan to deal with the Krayt Dragon. You are not pleased.
*Arachnophobia
You, Mando, and the baby crash land on a snow planet.
*Predator versus Prey
Someone or something is chasing you through the seedy underbelly of Coruscant.
death would hurt less
The immediate aftermath of Season 2 of The Mandalorian.
*Teach Me
Request: “Spit on it.”
*not so innocent
You x Boba x Din x Paz. Your mother insists you come home for a wedding. You bring your partners.
*Like a Prayer
You x Boba x Din x Paz. The result of a comfy night at home with your lovers.
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Folklore
Album Release Timeline (Non Linear)
| the 1* | cardigan* | the last great american dynasty | exile | my tears ricochet* | mirrorball | seven* | august* | this is me trying | illicit affairs* | invisible string | mad woman | epiphany* | betty* | peace | hoax* | love story (epilogue)*
Chronological Timeline (Linear)
| seven* | illicit affairs* | mirrorball | cardigan* | august* | peace | mad woman | betty* | hoax* | exile | my tears ricochet* | the 1* | the last great american dynasty | epiphany* | this is me trying | invisible string | love story (epilogue)*
Inspired by the Taylor Swift album, Folklore.
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*Honorable Intentions | 1 | ... [in progress]
Can Lyanna Stark’s twin sister change the fate of Westeros? (Can currently be read as a standalone).
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*A Perfect Match | 1 | 2 | ... [in progress]
An FBI Art Crimes specialist and an FBI Behavior Analyst juggle work and their love life.
Nutmeg, Cinnamon, and Gingerbread
A oneshot in the A Perfect Match universe.
birthday wishes
Your boyfriend surprises you on your birthday.
December
@acdeaky’s December writing challenge in 2020
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*Unavoidable Consequences | 1 | 2 | 
There’s only one bed.
*Close Calls
You’re on the phone with Javi when an explosion rocks the hospital you work at.
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*no body, no crime 
A oneshot based on the song of the same name by Taylor Swift.
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*Irresistible 
Request: “I’m gonna be so late but the thought of not tasting you right this very second just might kill me.” AND “I don’t give two shits that we’re in public and people are watching.”
honey and clementines | 1 | 2 | ... [in progress]
You’re a nanny for Missy Moreno which leads to your life being put in danger, due to your connection to leader of the Heroics, Marcus Moreno.
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COMING SOON!
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*Southern Manners (Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy)
~Gift for lilhawkeye3~ You’re missing just one thing for your outfit for the upcoming Beyoncé concert, so you text your best friend and cowboy-hat enthusiast, Jack Daniels.
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COMING SOON!
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Protector
Request: breaking the kiss to say something, staying so close that you’re murmuring into each other’s mouths.
*Tipsy Words are Sober Thoughts
Request: "Sit on my face immediately." AND "Your tongue? Incredible. 10/10, would recommend."
*not so innocent
You x Boba x Din x Paz. Your mother insists you come home for a wedding. You bring your partners.
Alor!Vizsla x Teacher!Reader AU Drabble
Ask: Could I get a fic with our fave blue tin can man Paz!! Maybe an Alor! Paz and Teacher! Reader au where they’re crushing on each other and the children try to get them both together?? 
*Like a Prayer
You x Boba x Din x Paz. The result of a comfy night at home with your lovers.
The Roommate Agreement Series
Main Storyline
*Chapter One
When your boyfriend doesn’t answer his phone, you turn to your best friend for a ride home from the party.
*Chapter Two
You and Paz attempt to do some damage control, before Parjai can start spreading lies.
Oneshots
*Interrupted
Paz gets home while you’re in the kitchen washing dishes.
Drabbles
*Training
Paz trains you to take him.
*First Kiss
Paz was your first kiss.
*Paz catching Bunny masturbating ramble - T.R.A.
*Bunny wearing Paz’s jersey ramble - T.R.A.
*Bunny gets fucked in Paz’s jersey ramble - T.R.A.
*Paz Vizsla Somno Drabble
Which Witch Series
*Chapter One
You have been accused of witchcraft. Lord Vizsla comes to your rescue.
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*you kneel before my throne
You’re introduced to the new Daimyo of Mos Eisley.
*Radiant
You’re pregnant with Boba’s child.
*dirty talk
You’re harassed in the marketplace, which Boba doesn’t take well.
*How to Save a Life
Request: “I don’t give two shits that we’re in public and people are watching.” AND “Are you asking me to fuck you stupid right here?”
*not so innocent
You x Boba x Din x Paz.  Your mother insists you come home for a wedding. You bring your partners.
*Like a Prayer
You x Boba x Din x Paz. The result of a comfy night at home with your lovers.
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flashpoint
You have an encounter with the Winter Soldier.
*dancin’ in the dark
Going undercover in Madripoor with Bucky, Sam, and Zemo.
Captain America: The First Avenger, The P.O.W., and The Time Traveler | 1 | ... [in progress]
A rewrite of Captain America: The First Avenger to include you, Tony Stark’s best friend.
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the taste of scotch and cigars
Main Storyline
*chapter one
A stranger at the pub offers to help you out of an uncomfortable situation.
*Captain John Price Breeding Kink Drabble
*Soap, Ghost, Price Guessing Game Drabble
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The Selkie’s (Second) Husband [in progress]
*Chapter 1 - Trouble, thy Name is Soap
Soap really should’ve listened to his màthair’s warnings.
*Soap, Ghost, Price Guessing Game Drabble
SoapGhost Public Transit Drabble pt. 1
SoapGhost Public Transit Drabble pt. 2
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The Selkie’s (Second) Husband [in progress]
*Chapter 1 - Trouble, thy Name is Soap
Soap really should’ve listened to his màthair’s warnings.
*Sergeant John ‘Soap’ MacTavish Foreplay Drabble
*Sergeant John ‘Soap’ MacTavish Somnophilia Drabble
*Alpha!Soap Breeding Kink Drabble
*Sergeant John ‘Soap’ MacTavish Pussy Drunk/Praise Kink Drabble
*Soap, Ghost, Price Guessing Game Drabble
*Monster!Soap Ask | *Part Two
*Sergeant John ‘Soap’ MacTavish Coming Home from Deployment Drabble
SoapGhost Public Transit Drabble pt. 1
SoapGhost Public Transit Drabble pt. 2
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COMING SOON!
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*Rudy Parra (mean dom) x Reader x Alejandro Vargas (service top) Drabble
*Alejandro Vargas First Time Drabble
*AleRudy x Reader “Drabble” for @catsnkooks​
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*Rudy Parra (mean dom) x Reader x Alejandro Vargas (service top) Drabble
*AleRudy x Reader “Drabble” for @catsnkooks
Asks for all the COD Boys
*The 141 Boys and their Proposal Style
The 141 Boys and their Resident Pack Rat (gender neutral!reader)
*The 141 Boys and The Sloppiest™ Head
*The 141 Boys and Sending them Nudes
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mishasminion360 · 2 years ago
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Home Again, Home Again
Marcus Moreno x fem!reader
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Warnings: None! This is just pure fluffiness.
Summary: It’s always hard being away from the one you love, but when the one you love is a superhero the distance feels far greater. But that just means the return home is all the sweeter.
A/N: This little fluff fest was a request by my lovely friend, @your-slutty-gf. Business trips can feel endless when you know there’s someone wonderful waiting for you back home. I Hope you and your fella are reunited soon, luv 🥰
It seems as though the world has only grown crazier and crazier since 2020. You mean besides the pandemic and political turmoil and senseless violence and all the other garbage.
Every week there’s a new supervillain attack or three. A new alien invasion or national state of emergency. And every week that means your man is off to do what he does best: Save the world.
You knew damn well what you were getting into when you fell head over heels for Marcus Moreno. Dating a superhero meant constant danger, constant leaping into action to perform some derring-do, and constant worry. It wouldn’t have been worth the trouble if he weren’t so absolutely wonderful.
The two of you had met on the job; him defending the city from certain doom with all his cohorts while you, a dedicated journalist, covered the action from a somewhat safe location, snapping photo after photo of all the harrowing action and jotting down notes for the article that would recount the events to the masses.
You’d seen him coming through the lens of your camera as he dove to pull you out of the path of the falling rubble you hadn’t seen coming at all. You didn’t believe in love at first sight, but you’d definitely felt something when you’d looked into his eyes.
From then on, whenever he’d jump into action so did you. You became a regular Superman and Lois Lane. And something more. It started with playful banter and gradually evolved into straight up flirting. Flirting became dates, which became a relationship, which led to you moving in with he and his daughter. And in the middle of all that came the cheesiest love confession you’d ever heard.
“I can’t believe this entire time I’ve been dating a criminal.”
“You’ve lost me, Moreno.”
“You’re a no-good crook. Because you’ve stolen my heart.“
The only thing stronger than his powers is his love. The intensity of that force makes it all the more noticeable when you’re without it.
He’d only just returned from London last Friday after he and the team had defeated a hoard of alien body snatchers attempting to impersonate the British monarchy. Come Monday he was jetting off to Japan to deal with a Kaiju situation. It’s now Thursday and you’ve heard barely a word since he’d left again.
***
Missy waves goodbye from the back of Mrs. Miracle Guy’s (you really should learn her name) minivan and you brace yourself for another lonely night in. A little leftover Chinese, a cozy set of pajamas, and some light Netflix binging are in order. After a very long, very warm shower.
You stand beneath the pounding spray, letting it wash every last worry out of your tense muscles and weary bones. There they go spiraling down the drain; every “I hope he’s okay” and each “Is he getting enough rest?”
The water has just started to grow cold when the shower curtain parts and you feel a hand wrapping around your own.
“I’m home, hon—“
“INTRUDER!!”
You deliver a swift roundhouse kick to the thin barrier between you and your unwelcome guest and feel your foot connect with something on the other side—Stomach? Chest? Testicles?—followed by a groaning exhalation of air.
The force of your maneuver, coupled with the slipperiness of the inside of the tub has you teetering through the curtain—yanking it from its rings on the way down—and spiraling out of the shower and landing atop your attacker in a wet heap of torn fabric and damp nudity.
“Listen here, criminal scum! My boyfriend’s a superhero. He could kick your ass into a coma if I give the word,” you threaten, hoping he won’t realize how empty that threat is at the moment.
“Oh, I’m aware,” the assailant wheezes.
That voice, even breathless, is familiar. You fumble with the downed curtain and liner to find the man buried beneath.
“Marcus?!”
“Surprise.”
“You’re home?”
“I’m home.”
Your fear turns to joy in the fraction of a second. “Oh, my God, I missed you! How are you? Where did I kick you?”
“Missed you, too, exhausted, and I think you know exactly where you kicked me.”
You offer him an apology before leaning down eagerly for a kiss before realizing that he’s smeared head to toe in some kind of purple goop.
“And what is this?”
“That,” he sighs, “would be kaiju guts.”
“You just….decided to fly home like that, huh?”
You help him sit up and listen to the symphony of cracks, pops, and grunts his exhausted body makes.
“I pretty much just walked right off the battlefield. I just couldn’t take it anymore, sweetheart. I teleported home and left the others to deal with the mess. Which I realize, now that I’m saying it out loud, was a total dick move.”
“Three days just to kill one rampaging giant lizard?”
“Four. It had babies.”
“No wonder you’re exhausted.”
He looks so tired; body, mind, and soul. The world is running him too ragged. Still—and this is one of the truly amazing things you love about Marcus Moreno—his still musters enough residual energy to give you a smile.
“I missed you, sweetheart.”
You give him that kiss you’d been holding onto. Monster goo be damned. “I missed you, too, you goof.”
“Where’s Missy?”
Once again ignoring the purple gore slicking his skin, you lean into him and wrap your arms around his neck. Good thing you’re naked because that will really help to drive your next words home.
“She happens to be at a sleepover. So, maybe, you and I could have one of our own.” You throw in a seductive eyebrow waggle as a bonus.
“Oh, yeah? You’d want me like this? Covered in essence of Godzilla?”
“Watch how casually you toss around the “G” name. You don’t wanna add copyright infringement to your list of stressors, do you?”
“Right,” he snorts.
“And Marcus Moreno, I will take you any way I can possibly have you. That includes covered in monster muck or worse.”
He returns your kiss with one he’s been waiting to give you since he walked out the door on Monday.
“You have me, sweetheart. But before that ‘sleepover’ gets underway, I really would like a shower.”
“Well, you’ve come to the right place.”
***
One hour later you’re both in your coziest jammies and sagging onto the sofa, curling your bodies together like two puzzle pieces finally uniting to form the perfect picture.
“Hey, wait a second. Why is Apple saying we’re on episode eight of ‘Ted Lasso’? We’d only just watched episode four before I left.”
“That is….most peculiar,” you shrug.
“Baby. You didn’t.”
“Um…it was Missy.”
“You watched ‘Ted Lasso’ without me?”
You beg forgiveness with your eyes. “I’m sorry.”
“Betrayal!!”
“We can rewatch together!”
“That doesn’t make it hurt less!”
You missed this. The playful squabbling, the cuddling and closeness. The you, the him, the we and the us. Nothing feels right when you aren’t together. But no matter the distance or the days between you he’ll always come home, so long as you’re there waiting.
Ted and his soccer team believe in “Believe”. You believe in Marcus.
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write poll game
tagged by @psychedelic-ink thank you so much!!
rules: make a 24-hour poll with the names of your wips, let it run, then write one sentence for every vote the winner got.
there are 5 more wips lol
NP Tags: @wheresarizona @whiskeynwriting @the-scandalorian @oonajaeadira @darkroastjoel @lavendertales @chaoticgeminate @guess-my-next-obsession
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It's that time of year again! (Have I figured out a different intro? Nope.) Anyway, this is all the stuff I've obsessed over in February. Please check out these works and others by the authors! 🩷(Please mind the individual tags for each fic)
dividers by @saradika-graphics 👑
Joel Miller
All the Good Girls Go to Hell by @aurorawritestoescape ~ Stepdad Joel x f!reader
A Dark Summon by @myownwholewildworld ~ Boston QZ!Joel x f!reader
Baby Steps by @greenwitchfromthewoods
Dirty Old Man - Field Trip by @mssalo
Easy by @slowdivinqs ~ Joel x f! reader
Hard to Handle by @punkshort ~ Joel x f!reader
i crawl home to her by @agentmarcuspike
Lonely Hearts Club by @joelmillerisapunk ~ Joel x His Hand
Mess of Mine by @cavillscurls ~ Joel x f!reader
Not the real deal by @itwasntimethatdidit40 ~ Joel x f!reader
Reincarnated by @joelmillerisapunk ~ Joel x F!Reader
What happens behind Buc-ee's, stays behind Buc-ee's by @probablyreadinsmut ~ CatCaller!Joel x F!Reader
What If We Kissed in the Buc-ee's Bathroom? by @probablyreadinsmut ~ CatCaller!Joel x F!Reader
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Tim Rockford
Betrayal by @bluestar22x ~ Tim x F!reader
Don't Remember Me by @5oh5 ~ Tim x f!reader
Press Play by @thosewickedlovelies ~ Tim x afab!Reader
Reminder by @criticallyacclaimedstranger ~ Tim x f!reader
While we were texting by @sawymredfox ~ Tim x fem able-bodied reader
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Max Phillips
Lessons by @bonezone44 ~ Max P x Fem!Reader x M!OC
Sounds Dangerous by @almostfoxglove ~ Max P x f!reader
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Din Djarin
Prisoner Pt. 1 by @almostempty ~ f!reader x din
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Oberyn Martell
Move, baby by @itwasntimethatdidit40 ~ Oberyn x f!reader x Ellaria Sand
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Marcus Acacius
Love is heartbreak by @myownwholewildworld ~ marcus acacius x ageless!f!reader
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Marcus Moreno
Life is for the Living by @joelalorian ~ Marcus M x wife!reader
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Jack Daniels
Sugar Shack by @inept-the-magnificent ~ Jack x f!Reader  
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Clint (Freaky Tales)
Big boy by @itwasntimethatdidit40 ~ Clint x f!reader
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Javier Pena
Every Time You Go Away by @jennaispunk ~ Javier x f! Reader
FYBF by @almostempty ~ Javier x f!reader
Neat by @milla-frenchy ~ Javier x fem reader
Never Have I Ever by @cxrsed-angel ~ Javier x fem!reader
(Un)Faithful by @probablyreadinsmut ~ ReadersBestFriend! Javier Peña x F!Reader
What Matters by @drewharrisonwriter ~ Javier x Female Pregnant Reader
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Pero Tovar
Preciosa by @lotusbxtch ~ Pero x f!wife!reader
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Frankie Morales
Quickie by @wannab-urs ~ Frankie x f!reader
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Multi/Other Fandoms
Amantes Sunt Amentes by @tateypots ~ Marcus Acacius x Lucilla Verus x Maximus Decimus Meridius
Boys Will Be Boys by @strang3lov3 ~ Logan Roy x Reader
The Detective and the Agent by @604to647 ~ Detective Tim x fem!reader x Agent Marcus Pike
SoCal to NorCal by @lotusbxtch ~ husband!Joel Miller x f!Reader x boyfriend!Frankie Morales
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Self Recs
Guessing Game ~ stepdad!Javier Pena x fem!Reader
The Senator's Secret ~ modern!Oberyn Martell x fem!Reader x modern! Senator!Marcus Acacius
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