Part one of the More to Love series
More to love: “Marrying Prince Korkie would be your inevitable doom to a life of tea parties and being seen and not heard, why should you agree to that when you’re worth so much more?”
Summary: As war between your homeland of Corellia and the kingdom of Chandrilla is approaching, you, the princess of Corellia agrees to an arranged marriage that would form an alliance with the war kingdom of Mandalore. However, you find yourself falling in love with a man who’s face you’ve never seen and name you’ve never heard.
Warnings: NSFW (more in future chapters), Swearing, War, Arranged Marriage (will be more specific with each part)
Word Count: 6k, NO USE OF ‘Y/N’
Tropes: Royalty AU, Princess x Knight, Arranged marriage, Fantasy AU, Reader-insert, Virgin!Reader, Single father, Din Djarin is your royal guard
Authors Note: WOW I LOVE THIS FIC ALREADY. A few things to keep in mind: Star Wars Canon ages and years are not compliant in this fic, Korkie is much younger than he would be if they were compliant, this is an 18+ fic!! THERE WILL BE SMUT!! Also enjoy me making up a bunch of stuff about Mandalorian Royalty and culture.
Mandalore was one of the wealthiest kingdoms in the land. Their profit off of wars has been revered far and wide, from their sister kingdom Naboo in the south, to their enemy kingdom Coruscant in the west. There have been several wars across history that Mandalore had been in the center of: The legendary Battle between the Sundari Front and Mandalorian Territory, the tireless months spent on the Borders of the ancient civilization of Ach-too, and the most recent war between the forces of Mandalore and the Grand Army of Coruscant. Their involvement has brought nothing but wealth and prosperity for the small kingdom. That is precisely why you, the princess of Corellia, has agreed to an arranged marriage with the Prince of Mandalore.
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Summary: You’re medically trained and meet the Mandalorian by chance. Over time, you become more than just a crew member.
Part 1 - You can’t fix all your wounds with a lighter, Din.
Part 2 - The only thing on my mind was getting to you in time.
Part 3 - He felt something nagging his subconscious, telling him he was softening more every time he looked at you…
Part 4 - He realized that if something like that happened between you two again, he wouldn’t try to stop it…He wouldn’t want to.
Part 5 - He’d trusted no one, not in a long time. There were a lot of things he hadn’t experienced in a long time.
Part 6 - You had been so caught up in the moment that you hadn’t even realized what he was doing.
Part 7 - Those words from you echoed in his mind, and he realized that he wouldn’t have it any other way.
Part 8 - Neither of you were very used to sharing verbal affection yet, but you hoped he thought the same.
Part 9 - For Din, everything suddenly became clear.
Part 10 - Sleep well, cyar’ika, he murmured, closing his own eyes.
Part 11 - You knew he was safe, if only just for a while, and that was more than you could ask for.
Part 12 - He had never given much thought to how he was likely to grow old alone. But once he found the child and met you, everything was different.
Part 13 - For a long time he’d done everything for his clan, and while he wouldn’t change anything about that now, his clan had grown by two.
Epilogue - His love for you is quiet and understated; but he was never one for many words anyways.
Part 0.5 - How you learn the Mandalorian’s name. A prequel to the series
Repose - Din gets the rest he needs and deserves. Takes place between part 13 and the epilogue
The Dust of the Stars - Din prepares to be in a clan of four. Takes place after the epilogue
I also made a playlist for this series here
シ - smut
all series have a mix of smut, angst, and fluff
princess and the prince ; loki courts an innocent princess into being his one and only.
fire and ice ; loki is cold hearted compared the firecracker avenger that has stolen his heart, they are complete opposite. somehow, they fit.
guilty pleasures ; loki sneaks around with the avengers’ lawyer, who also just happens to be tony stark’s daughter.
nsfw abcs ; down and dirty with the god of mischief シ
matters of the heart ; surgical attending!loki decides to finally give his resident admirer everything she ever wantedシ
loki teaching chaotic!dumbass!reader magic
telling loki you’re pregnant
aftercare with loki
loki falls in love with a mortal
you’re to marry thor, but love loki
loki cuddles you when you’re sick
loki when he has a nightmare
loki’s feeling touchstarved
you do eyeliner on loki
loki comforts you about your body
loki gets pranked
loki gets jealous of bucky
you please your king like a good pet
loki + tony’s lab assistant
revenge sex with loki
jotün!loki + size kink
serial killer!loki visits his ex
The Mandalorian: The Lovely Moons Series
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pairing: frankie ‘catfish’ morales x f!reader
warnings: SMUT - oral (f receiving), somewhat rough sex, a little dirty talk
a/n: so here it is. i told y’all i would write something because this gif gave me ideas about not-so-soft frankie.
You can’t remember the last time Frankie had been this needy. His lips and teeth are on every inch of exposed skin they can find before you can close the door properly. He snatches his cap off, frustrated with it getting in the way of him getting to you.
“Frankie baby,” you sigh, running your fingers through his hair. “Let’s go upstairs…” He sucks on a particularly sensitive part of your neck and your knees buckle.
“Mm mm,” he grunts against your skin.
“What?”
“Huh?” He finally pulls away from you looking simply disheveled—pupils blown wide, hair a mess from you running your fingers through it, and breathing as if you had taken his breath away.
“What’s gotten into you?” you tease, slowly unbuttoning his shirt.
He moves in on you again, this time capturing your lips. His tongue swirls with yours expertly, reminding you of just what else he can do with it. “Want you,” he breathes.
“I can tell…” You smile at him as you pull the shirt out from where it’s tucked into his jeans—the khaki ones he loves so much. “Got any blood left in that head up there or has it already all traveled to the other?”
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Warning: There’s a touch o’smut. Read at your own discretion.
Neither of you knew how it happened.
Neil and Susan were out at a dinner party.
Max was out wandering around Hawkins with The Party.
Tommy was grounded.
It was just you and Billy alone in his house.
In the three months you two had been with each other, that had never happened.
The Hargrove home was an ever-revolving door of chaos and noise.
You two tried to escape to his bedroom sometimes to study.
To fool around.
But Susan and Neil insisted the door stay open.
It had been the single most frightening seven and a half minutes of your life: giving Billy head with his bedroom door open.
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Summary: The one person who you thought would be happy for you finally getting with someone decent was your best friend. After all, he had set you both up. Who would’ve thought he’d be the reason it all falls apart? (strictly 18+, no minors)
Pairing: Francisco ‘Catfish’ Morales x f!reader & bestfriend!Benny Miller x f!reader
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loki laufeyson was given punishment by being forced to help the avengers on midgard. it is on the mortal plane which he will pay for his crimes. you are the avengers’ lawyer and run their charity work, but also, you are the daughter of the one and only, tony stark. loki can’t help but think his punishment isn’t so bad when he’s sneaking around with you.
note: by no mean is tthe race of woman in moodboard a reflection of reader, but rather a reflection of the author. i write and create in my mindset, but leave the actual description of reader vague
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stolen moments
green
love is a dagger
god complex
promise
one shots
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Below are all the parts to Afterglow.
Summary: after having fallen in love in high school despite the two of you being an unlikely pair, you and Frankie make grand plans for a life and a future far away and all your own. But things…happen - change.
Now it’s been 20 years since you’ve seen Francisco Morales, but everything is about to change yet again…
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PART 11
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PART 13
updated 12.16.2022
W.I.P.
rating: explicit
word count: 107,100
The smallfolk had a saying: ‘Royce brides meet a cold end when they take a dragon lord to wed.’
Pairing: Roger Taylor x OC
Theme: Fluff
Word Count: 3100+
Written for the @bowieandqueen11 fluff writing challenge! This was such a great idea and I had so much fun writing this. I’ve got a LOT of ideas so if people enjoy this I might actually make it a multipart fic.
My prompt was: “It’s you. You’re the one I love.” Enjoy!
Brian had been the one to introduce them. He and Genevieve had met during their first year at University, and although Roger had heard her name several times, it took over a year to meet the illusive redhead. That changed late one night in November, when Brian had finally decided to bring her to the flat while Roger was home. She’d been a little shy, returning his wide welcoming grin with one a little more muted and uncertain, but after the first bottle of wine had been finished she’d loosened up a little. They’d ended up sharing the cramped loveseat together while Brian had curled up in the armchair opposite, and as their shoulders bumped and he heard her laughter, Roger swore he felt giddy, but he blamed it on the alcohol.
They drank late into the night, until she started to slump back against the couch cushions, looking between him and Brian through heavy lidded eyes, and they decided it was time to sort out sleeping arrangements. The three had drunkenly argued over who would be sleeping where - Brian obviously couldn’t sleep on the loveseat, and even she would have been uncomfortable in it. Finally, after realising none of them would be able to get a half decent night’s sleep in the living room, she’d proposed sharing a bed with one of them. Brian had locked eyes with Roger over her head - he knew what his flatmate was like - and had suggested Genevieve take his room before stumbling off down towards his room ahead of her, bouncing off the walls of the corridor like a ping pong ball. She and Roger had watched him go with matched looks of bemusement, before she bid him goodnight and followed the lanky guitarist. Roger had paused in his doorway as she approached Brian’s room, stopping just shy of the threshold. He’d seen her nose wrinkle in distaste.
“What is it?” He asked, keeping his voice soft. There was a pause, and then a giggle as she turned to face him.
“Brian snores.” She whispered, and sure enough, as Roger got closer he realised he could hear the telltale snores of a very drunk Brian, who’d apparently passed out as soon as he’d stumbled into his room.
Inviting her to sleep in his room had just been the gentlemanly thing to do, at the time. When he jerked his thumb in the direction of his silent bedroom it had been completely innocuous, but when he woke up just before six, his arms wrapped around her and her back pressed up against his chest, it felt a whole lot less innocent. During the night they’d ended up spooning, so when he woke his nose was pressed into soft auburn curls, arms wrapped loosely around her waist as he anchored her to him. As she shifted in her sleep, burying her face into the pillow, Roger felt her hips swivel a little, her ass grinding back into him, and somewhere in his still-drunk mind the thought emerged to ask if she fancied a quick shag.
Bad idea, Taylor. He scolded himself. Friends don’t fuck their roommate’s friends.
Instead, he closed his eyes and settled back into the mattress, her hair tickling his nose as he pulled her a little closer, more out of habit than anything. Not that he would have told anyone, but waking up with someone curled up in his arms was one of his favourite things in the world.
They didn’t speak about that night for a long time. Brian had no idea Genevieve had spent the night in Roger’s room instead of his - he was the last to wake up and stumble into the kitchen, where she had already prepared a pot of coffee, which she and Roger were sharing as they nursed their hangovers. When he asked her if she slept well, his back to them as he rooted around in the fridge, he missed the sly smile she and Roger shared over their coffee cups.
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