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Francisco "Frankie" Morales:

Through The Motions: You and Frankie decide to start a family. Regardless of your mental illness and the challenges it faces.

Parents to Lovers Series: A series of one-shots with the same family, listed in chronological order but posted randomly.

Suprise!Pboy:

Dirty: Meeting a stranger at a bar.

Dieter Bravo:

Memories: What happens when your husband, Dieter, forgets who you are?

Walk in the Park: Taking a walk in the park

Some Broken Hearts Never Mend: You're there for Dieter time and time again, when will enough be enough?

Broken Hearts Mended: Dieter tries to fix his past with you. (Part 2 of Some Broken Hearts Never Mend but can be read as a standalone)

Javier Pena:

When It Rains: On a stake out with your partner and then it starts raining

Joel Miller:

Wrong Delivery: Sleepin' with the hot construction guy doing the remodel at your work, he winds up buying flowers for someone else...

Softer: Joel's feeling a tad self-conscious

Marcus Pike:

Paper Rings: Marcus wants to ask you an important question.

Dave York:

Lies, Excuses, and Bullshit: A man with a double life willing to do anything to keep his obsession around, and a woman who doesn't know what she's gotten herself into.

I really like this idea! ❤️

I've set this blog up to gather positive stories in the Pedro fandom.

I've heard so many lovely stories of friendship being built through a shared love of Pedro, of Pedro being a light in the dark and his wonderful characters providing comfort.

Tag me, inbox me, or email me at pedropascalpraise@yahoo.com, with all your Pedro stories.

Not wrong! 🤣😂🤣😂

I just think we all need a little breather and I hope he just stays home tomorrow and rests up and recuperates and finally showers. Just put on the casual sling, eat some pizza, let us all have a minute to get our pussies in order.

Dirty

Warnings! 18+(minors do not enter, go on now-get!). Unprotected PinV(don’t be like this- too many risks), bar bathroom sex, fingering, mirror play, alcohol consumption, consensual, cussing

Not really any description of reader besides clothing. Pics from Pinterest on the mood board thing(I made it, first one ever. Can’t ya tell? 🤣)

A/N: First smutty piece. Just decided to go for it. @jay-zzle read it over and seemed to like it so hopefully someone else does too ❤️ Not tagging character cause that’s a surprise part of the story. Constructive criticism is welcome but I won’t tolerate assholes. Here we gooooo

Masterlist||AO3 Link

Reader X Surprise!Pboy

*****

“Oh fuck!” You gasp while being pressed against the sink in this dingy bar bathroom “Yes! Please, right there!”

Is this how you saw your Friday night going? Not really. Are you disappointed? Not at all. It was a spur of the moment decision. A recent break up calls for some debauchery.

*****

“I don’t know. You really think this is a good idea?”

Your best friend, Laurie, looks at you like you grew a second head. Breaking up with your boyfriend of four years on a Wednesday afternoon wasn’t in your plans for the future but it happened. While you thought he was too focused on his career and succeeding. Come to find out, he was actually too busy fucking his assistant.

“Uh yeah! Fuck Dean! If he couldn’t see what was right in front of him then he’s an idiot. But we already knew that” She says, “It’s Friday night! We need to go out and have fun!”

She was the decision maker in your outfit for the night. A tight red strapless dress that stopped just before your knees, fit your curves in all the right places, black heels, and a full face of makeup that you almost didn’t recognize yourself when you looked in the mirror. It’s been so long since you dressed up like this. In all reality though, you need this. You need to feel wanted, you need to feel attractive, you need this like the air you breathe.

*****

After going to a few clubs the only place left that would serve you alcohol was a dingy local dive bar. Laurie is already three sheets to the wind. You’d sobered up a teensy bit when you got in the cab to come to this place. There’s a jukebox in the corner with a small dance floor where people are making their best effort to dance, well worn black leather seats at the bar, and plenty of drunken entertainment around you. You look up from the drink you’ve been sipping on and make eye contact with a stranger across the bar. You can’t make out many details of him besides the white shirt and leather jacket combo, brown hair, a little bit of scruff on his jaw and that he’s alone. He looks decent enough from a distance with this bar's dim lighting. You decide then and there if he continues staring you’ll have to go up to him, this is what this night was about after all, right?

It continues, it’s like you can feel his eyes on you. This random man who can’t look away. Occasionally you glance in his direction. Still sitting alone, still observing you like he’s waiting to see if you’ll make the first move such as a game of chess. Your drink is down to the bottom, you look over your shoulder to search for Laurie. Seeing she’s occupied by her own stranger for the night, you decide to make your move. Getting up you saunter over to the stool next to him.

“Is this seat taken?”

“All yours if you want it.” The stranger replies.

You sit and get the bartender's attention to order another drink.

“Put it on my tab.” He tells the bartender when your drink arrives.

“Oh, well thank you!!” You say, giving him a slight smirk.

“What uh… brings you to this place dressed like that?” He asks, looking you up and down.

“Only place left that would still serve us booze.” You laugh.

“Ah, I see!” He says grinning like the Cheshire Cat “Makes sense.”

You cock your head to the side chewing on the small straw.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Just don’t see many gorgeous women dressed like that in here.” He shrugs.

“If I didn’t know any better I’d think you’re trying to flirt with me” you giggle

“Maybe I am.” He says with a wink downing his own drink and signaling the bartender for another.

*****

With a subtle nod of his head and standing up from his stool, you follow. It didn’t take long at all for this stranger to lead you towards the back where you can only assume there is some sort of privacy. The stranger grabs you suddenly pushing you against a wall. His face is so close you can smell the whiskey he’s been drinking on his breath.

“Wanna have some fun?” He asks smiling

“It’s why I’m here.” you softly laugh

He closes the gap between you pressing his lips to yours. Kissing someone new is always exciting, not even knowing this man’s name seems to make it even more so. You didn’t realize how touch starved you were til this moment. Some stranger simply kissing you already has your panties soaked. Grabbing the back of his neck and pressing into him more you feel the cool material of his leather jacket against you, sending goosebumps across your skin. He deepens the kiss and willingly you open your mouth for him to explore. The sound of a lock being undone and the jiggle of a door handle has you both separating, trying to control your breathing he gives a friendly nod to the person who walked out of the bathroom.

“Come on.” He says, grabbing onto your hand and pulling you into the bathroom.

He closes the door and you hear the lock click. Grabbing a hold of your waist he presses you against the door. He grabs your face, craning your neck up while slowly moving one hand down your throat, collarbones and landing at the top of your dress.

“Do you want this?” The stranger asks toying with the material.

“Yes.” you whisper, trembling under his touch.

“Good.” He says, moving his mouth to yours again.

It feels like he’s everywhere all at once. His hands were moving with a mind of their own grabbing whatever and wherever they could. Your neck, your breasts, your waist, til they move down to the hem of your dress. His knuckles slowly trace your inner thigh moving up, up, up. He brushes against your clit and you whine.

“Already whining and I’ve barely done anything?” The stranger chuckles.

With one hand around your neck and the other under your dress he moves you swiftly deeper into the bathroom. You can feel the sink digging into your lower back shifting your dress up to give him more room, all of a sudden you’re being lifted. When did his hands move? You can’t seem to focus on anything but the way his mouth moves against yours, all you know is this handsome stranger is making you feel things you haven’t felt in years. His tongue in your mouth, his hand moves your thong to the side.

“Jesus. So fucking wet.” He hums as he swipes a finger through your folds. You can’t even think straight. This man, this handsome stranger, he’s all consuming. He starts rubbing your clit with such precision it’s unreal. When was the last time someone just touching you has gotten you this worked up? Panting relentlessly, already so close to the edge. He inserts a finger into your dripping core, moving in and out at a steady pace.

“Fuck!” You whine. “Yes, baby, it feels so good!”

The stranger withdraws his fingers with a smirk. His hands make busywork pulling his pants down and his cock springs free, you’re mesmerized. It’s long and thick. Like nothing you’ve seen before. Giddy with anticipation of what’s about to happen. He grabs you again and turns you around to face the mirror.

“I want you to see what’s happening.” He whispers in your ear.

He grabs himself and begins rubbing his tip up and down your seam. The sounds coming from your throat surprise you. Never has it felt like this. Never has someone driven you up the wall with want like this.

“Ready?” He asks. All you can do is nod. Feeling his tip at your entrance slowly teasing. “Words, baby. Words. I need to hear you say it”

“YES! Please!” He plunges into you with so much force it’s hard to breathe. The feeling of his cock inside your dripping heat feels as if you're on another planet. You shouldn’t be so close this fast just from his teasing.

“Wanna see you come.” The stranger says. You nod, focusing on the pleasure of his cock inside you. Feeling his hands slid up to your face pushing it toward the mirror so you can see. “You look so good on my cock! Look at you.”

Sliding his hands down your back, he grips your waist. His thick cock spearing into you feeling like you’re going to split in two. His lips are on your neck giving open mouthed kisses and little nips. There are no words coming to you, your brain is blank from the pleasure, all you can do is feel his cock punching into you at a relentless pace, and moan. With each thrust you can feel your hips digging into the sink. Suddenly he hits a spot that has your breath becoming ragged and you can feel that coil in your belly tightening.

“You feel so fucking good,” He groans setting his head on your shoulder blade.

“Fuck! Right there!” You moan out. “Don’t stop, don’t stop!”

“Yeah?” He breathes out, moving his head to look at you in the mirror. Winding one of his hands around your waist to the top of your mound and finding your clit. He begins to circle that button and you can’t help but bite down on your lip to keep from screaming at the feeling of it.

“Oh fuck!” You gasp. “Right there, right there, I’m gonna come. I’m- I’m gon-“

The tingling starts at the base of your spine and begins to climb up. Back arching, head resting on his shoulder, your orgasm washes over you, fanning out from your head to your toes.

“Fuck me!” He groans, working his hand a little faster. “So fucking tight.”

“Mmhhmm.” You whine. Winding your hand to the back of his neck to hold him, slightly tugging the curls at the base of his neck, trying to ground yourself. His pace begins to falter, you can tell he’s getting close.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Where?” He asks, grunting.

“Ass.” You reply. He pulls out placing his dick on your ass, you can see his arm moving at a fast pace in the mirror. His face begins to twist in pleasure, eyebrows knitted together, moving his face down to watch his spend shoot out on your ass.

“Fucking hell.” He sighs. “That was amazing. Thank you!”

“You’re welcome?” You couldn’t help but laugh. “Don’t know if anyone has ever said thank you to me after sex.”

“Well, my mom always told me I needed to be polite.” He shrugs, grabbing a paper towel from the holder on the wall. He gently begins wiping his come off you. You can’t help but stare at him in the mirror as he situates your thong and dress back into place. You make eye contact when he looks up again, both smiling at each other. He grabs your waist and turns you around to face him, arms wrapping around his neck, playing with the curls that rest against his neck.

“Speaking of being polite,” He says, kissing you softly. “The name’s Marcus.”

“Well hello Marcus, nice to meet you!” You giggle telling him your name.

“So, I know we did this totally backwards but could I get your number and take you out sometime?” Marcus asks, cheeks turning crimson in color.

“I think we can manage that.” You say with a wide smile.

Me after reading “Love Me Back” by @chloeangelic 🤣

You ever read fanfic so god tier you have to wait for real life to load back in so you spend half the day doing tasks with that dead look in your eye, replaying all your favorite moments?

Such beautiful writing! 😍 Also I love that you kept the razor crest cause that was THE best ship!

Me and My Husband

Series Masterlist

Married!Din Djarin x F!Reader

Series Playlist

Main Masterlist | Din Djarin Masterlist

Graphic by @nostalxgic

Banners + divider by @saradika

"And I am the idiot with the painted face In the corner, taking up space But when he walks in, I am loved, I am loved"

Series synopsis: Din Djarin is doing what any typical Mandalorian would be doing after reclaiming Mandalore; finding a riduur and settling down. He’s still a member of the Guild on Nevarro, taking bounties here and there to support his new family. But when he meets you while you’re working the front desk at an inn on Naboo, he finds himself hooked, feeling like he’s found something new and exciting in his now mundane life. How long can he keep up appearances with his riduur? And how long can he keep his little secret with you?

Series warnings: set after season 3, canon divergent (long live the Razor Crest), infidelity, eventual smut (starts at chapter two!) angst, some rules/customs I made up for Mandalorian culture/weddings/marriages, switches between Reader and Din’s POV, no use of y/n

Chapter One: Lonesome Love

Chapter Two: Drunk Walk Home

Chapter Three: Nobody Fucks Like Me

Chapter Four: Remember My Name

Chapter Five: You’re an Angel, I’m a Dog

Chapter Six: I Gave Too Much of My Heart Tonight

Chapter Seven: I Know Who You Pretend I Am

Chapter Eight: I’ll Betray You Like a Man

Chapter Nine: I’m Sorry I’m the One You Love

Chapter Ten: We Nearly Drowned for Such a Silly Thing

Bonus:

Moodboard by @janaispunk

Moodboard by @jksprincess10

Moodboard by @noxturnalpascal

Art by @pamasaur