Masterlist

The Offer: Masterlist

Chapters: (*indicates smut*)

Preview

Chapter 1: Introductions

Summary: You run into a Mandalorian who wants to repay a debt. Little do you know you’d meet the most alluring man along the way. Din Djarin.

Chapter 2: Touches

Summary: You finally get to speak with the Clan Leader again.

Chapter 3: Intentions*

Summary: Din makes his true intentions known and it’s a lot to take in.

Chapter 4: Lessons*

Summary: You and Din become a little distant with time and emotion weighing heavy on your shoulders, luckily you’re able to find your way back to each other.

Chapter 5: Answers

Summary: Mira works to speed things up between you and Din, that is until he admits he must leave for a while. Even with a negative force looming close by, a decision is made that will change everything.

Chapter 6: Reunions*

Summary: Din Djarin and the warriors are expected to return any day now, and you’re finally able to speak with the Armorer. With the village abuzz with the news of your engagement, Mira introduces you to someone who you hope to consider a friend. How much longer will you have to wait to see Din again?

Chapter 7: Celebrations*

Summary: Everyone is celebrating your and Din Djarin’s union; there are feasting and dancing that seems to last forever. Mira offers insight into your new ‘role’ as Din’s wife. All feels right in the world, and you’ve never been happier. But what happens when Din is called away so suddenly? What is so pressing to cause him and the Elders to leave? Why does it feel like he’s hiding something?

Chapter 8: Distractions*

Summary: Din and you finally find the time to slow down for a bit and you find out quickly that you weren’t the only ones who had something planned.

Inspiration:

Moodboard (by the lovely @aerynwrites​)

Moodboard (by the lovely @huliabitch​)

Clan Leader Din tag

‘The Offer’ tag

HUMAN

“𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝗰𝗸𝘆, 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗯𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗷𝗲𝗿𝗸…𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘀𝘁.”

        “𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗰𝗸-𝘂𝗽, 𝗻𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗽𝘀𝘆𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗵…𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝗲𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿.”

      Myrah Koor was a mystery. She worked alone and she worked hard. For a while, she was the best bounty hunter the Guild had ever seen. At least, until a certain Mandalorian came along.       After a small hostage situation, the two team up to find the bounty of a lifetime… twice.       Traveling the galaxy, the unlikely pair takes down enemies, saves the day, and makes a few friends along the way.

𝗗𝗶𝗻 𝗗𝗷𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻/𝗠𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝘅 𝗢𝗖 𝗔 (𝘀𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗳) 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆

          I am not in association with Disney or Lucas Films. The only thing I have the rights to are my characters and their stories. There may be some alterations here and there, but overall, this follows the general plot to the first season of Disney’s, The Mandalorian.

          As always, I would love to hear comments and recommendations. Your guys’ opinions make my day (and my writing) better.

          Enjoy Human! :)

𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘂𝗲 | 𝗼𝗻𝗲 | 𝘁𝘄𝗼 | 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲 | 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗿 | 𝗳𝗶𝘃𝗲 | 𝘀𝗶𝘅 | 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 | 𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 | 𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗲 | 𝘁𝗲𝗻 | 𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 | 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲 | 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 | 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 | 𝗳𝗶𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 | 𝘀𝗶𝘅𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 | 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 | 𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 | 𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 | 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 | 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆-𝗼𝗻𝗲 | 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆-𝘁𝘄𝗼 | 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆-𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲 | 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆-𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗿 | 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆-𝗳𝗶𝘃𝗲 | 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆-𝘀𝗶𝘅 | 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆-𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 | 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆-𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 | 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆-𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗲 | 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆 | 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆-𝗼𝗻𝗲 | 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆-𝘁𝘄𝗼 | 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆-𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲 | 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆-𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗿 | 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆-𝗳𝗶𝘃𝗲 | 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆-𝘀𝗶𝘅 |

Alright?

Author’s Note: My box has been flooded with requests and I couldn’t be happier! I’m not sure how long it will take me to get all of them done, so please be patient and I will probably get a master list posted in the next few days. I’m home sick today, so I will probably have a few posted today. I really hope that you guys enjoy this one-shot as I love it with all my heart, but I’ll probably say that about every one-shot that I write. Requests are open at the moment, so don’t be shy.

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Prompt List

Roger Taylor x Reader

Requested by @acidrainslutt

4. “Are you safe?” “I-I don’t know.”

26. “Shit, you’re freezing, let’s get you warmed up.”

Word Count: 1,940

Warning: Swearing, fluff

The London streets were dark as Y/n stumbled down them, her heels wobbling on the cobblestones as she did so. Old buildings loomed around her, lights sweeping through the windows, lighting up the street. Wrapping her arms around herself, trying to shield her bare arms from the cold air, she turned a corner before coming to a stop. The buildings that lined the street didn’t spark any memories. When it came to her map of the town, they weren’t on it. She had no clue where she was. She sighed, turning in circles, trying to find something to anchor her to her location. None of the street names that she could see looked familiar. But then again, in her drunken state even things that were familiar to her seemed so foreign.

At that moment she was silently cursing herself for going drinking. She hadn’t gone alone, going to a new pub with a few of her friends. But as they started to knock back shots that seemed to get stronger each time, the group split up. Y/n remember that two of her friends had stumbled out of the bar together and another was lead to a back room by someone. That left her all alone in a smoke-filled room full of strangers. The rational part of her brain that hadn’t been fogged over by liquor, told her that it was best if she left, so she did. But her brain hadn’t told her that leaving by herself in a city full of strangers wasn’t a good idea. Not until she had gotten herself lost.

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Whiskey & Gin - Agent Whiskey x Reader

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Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4* Part 5* Part 6* Part 6.5*

Warm Like Whiskey: A Whiskey & Gin Story*

Spanking Oneshot*

Maxwell Lord

You’re The Devil, But So Am I*

I Will Break You*

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Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3*

Endless Summer - Oberyn Martell x Reader

After taking you father’s place at the Martell’s infamous Summer Solstice feast, you catch the eye of both the Red Viper and his paramour.

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The Pedro Character Asks*

* - smut

melting Ice - Aemond Targaryen x Reader

Summary: You are about to marry Aemond Targaryen. Your arrival at the Reed Keep is greeted with coldness and you have a hard time settling in and coming to terms with marrying into this strange family. But after a restless evening you can't take it anymore and go to talk to Aemond. This evening brings you and your betrothed a little closer as he lets you see behind his facade.

Words: 2.971

Warnings: angst?, arranged marriage, insecure Aemond

A/N: Frist time writing Aemond // English is not my first language// no beta reader// Gif not mine // no use of Y/N// AO3

I hope you like this :)

You crawl through your stuff. You've been back in Red Keep for a week, but your belongings are not all unpacked jet.

The hot summer air radiate through the stones of your new home and you whipe away a few drops of sweat from your brows. You miss the light briese that always go through your cambers in  Casterly Rock. The heat in Kings Landing is muggy and brings the stank from the city and not the fresh air of the sea. But you're gonna have to get used to it. It's unlikely you'll ever see your home again. Not once you're married. This is the fate of thousands of Ladies in the seven Kingdomes . You all get shipped of to marry and never come back home.

You sigh. At least you won't marry a man who could be your father or grandfather. No, you're the future bride of Aemond Targaryen. Prince of the Seven Kingdoms. Maybe you have luck with your husbands age. And you will become a princess. That's the dream of thousands of young ladies, and you can live it. From the outside it sounds perfect. Like a song. The reality is different. In reality, you are a pawn in the game of power, securing the loyalty and armies of your family for the Targaryens. This marriage is a reward for years of service from your family.

For your betrothed you are a burden. You're back here for a week and maybe you exchanged two sentences with the prince. He was in no way rude, but neither was he really warm. You got the feeling it was more of a inconvenient for him than anything else. He doesn´t want to spend any minute with you. He ignored your invitations to go for a walk or for a afternoon tea.

Instead he dumped you on his sister. Helaena, a sweet girl who is fixated on insects and with her thoughts everywhere except in the here and now. But she was the only one that makes you feel you are welcome here. She was the one who showed you around and invited you to tea, go on picnics, walk in the gardens or do handicrafts. She also introduced you to her twins. Sweet children that you can't keep apart yet.

The Queen only gave you a cold smile and explained her wedding preparations to you, she didn´t ask for you opinion of your wedding. But you think that´s the way your life is from now on.

Aegon, your future brother in law is an arrogant prince who likes to drink and spend his time with whores. Not one nice word comes over his lip just a rude remark about your appearance as the whole family greets you after your arrival.

You close your eyes, take a deep breath and rub your temple to get rid of the slight headache.

At Casterly Rock you felt trapped. A golden cage guarded by lions. Your cage is still there, only now you're being guarded by dragons.

Is this your life now? Lonely and alone surrounded by strangers? This is not how you imagined it all. You've known half your life that you would be Aemond's wife. The betrothal was make when you were just a little girl. And of course you were excited to become a princess. Your stupid little girl dreams were full of romance, love and your knightly prince with blonde hair.

And for a little while you had hope. When you were younger, you went to King's Landing with your mother to get to know your future husband. He was a sweet, almos shy boy, with a kind smile who had discussed history with you for hours or dance with you at a picnic. You thought your stupid girls dreams were coming true.

But now there is nothing left of the boy from your memories.

Aemond Targaryen had grown into a cold man who had an almost dangerous aura around him and observed everything with an arrogant distance. The sweet smile you remembered is gone. You're sure he hasn't smiled in years.

Will your marriage be like this? Married to a stranger?

You put a few of your writing utensils on your desk. Your thoughts go to the letters you wrote to Ameond over the years, but one day he just stopped answering you. Did you do something wrong?

Was this marriage doomed to failure from the beginning?

You sigh again and try to push your thoughts from the past away.

It had been a sunny day that slowly turned into a beautiful evening. The setting sun is still shining in your window. You've already had your dinner with your mother and now there's nothing left for you to do. But you are restless. The thoughts of your future life do not allow you to find peace. Gods you are a Lannister from Casterly Rock. A lion! And not a decorative piece that gets ignored and sidelined. Aemond shows no interest in you and you want to know why. The question of what you did wrong haunts you. In your home you were always surrounded by friends, the lords who visited your family praised your kindness and your beauty. You enjoy reading and you are sure that you are a pleasant conversation partner. However, your future husband seems to prefer to ignore you.

You feel lonely. As lonely as you've never been in your life.

No! Your life won't be like that! You refuse to accept this. If Aemond wants to ignore you, he has to give you a good reason for it.

You straighten your back and smooth down your skirts. With quick steps you reach the door and leave your chambers.

"My lady, where do you intent to go?" the guard at your door asks.

"I'm visiting my betrothed." you answer without stopping. The guard follows right behind you.

"You have been instructed not to leave your chambers alone."

"I am not alone. You are with me."

"But my lady..."

"Enough." you just interrupt him. You definitely won't let him change your mind. You will talk to Aemond! But after a few steps you stop. You don't know where the prince's chambers are. You turn slightly to face the guard.

"Where are the prince's chambers?" you ask.

"I must ask you to return to your chambers."

You grimace. "You swore to serve House Targaryen Correct?"

"Yes my lady."

"In a fortnight I will be a Princess of House Targaryen. So you also swore to serve me."

"But my lady.."

"Please."

The guard shifts from one foot to the other and shakes his head slightly. "I have instructions..."

"Fine. Don't help me, I'll just find the way on my own. I hope you're willing to follow me through the Red Keep all night." You turn around sharply to continue walking.

"The other way. Here." you hear after a few steps behind you. You turn around again and look in the direction the guard points .

You give him a smile. "Thank you very much."

You follow his directions and a short time later you find yourself in front of the prince's chambers. You take a deep breath and then knock firmly on the door. It takes a moment and you are invited in. As you attempt to open the door, your guard takes a few steps forward to follow you. "I want to talk to him alone."

"My lady it is inappropriate, you need a chaperone."

"Do you doubt your prince's honor?"

"Of course not!"

"So."

"But my Lady..."

You sigh. "I know I'm not making your job easy today, but I promise to do better. Just not today. I just want one private conversation with the prince. Please."

Now it's his turn to sigh. "I'll wait outside the door. Right infront the door."

"Of course. Thank you." You open the door and enter the prince's chambers. Aemond is sitting on one of the sofas, there is a cup of wine on the table next to him and there is an old book on his lap whose title you can't see. When he sees you he stands up surprised.

"My Lady." he says confused. You close the door behind you and curtsy slightly. You hope he doesn't insist that you curtsy every time you see him after your wedding, but that's not the topic of tonight. Tonight you want an answer.

“Is something troubeling you?” He sounds cold and not really interested, but you push aside the nagging feeling of insecurity. Maybe that was a bad idea after all? But you're here now. Now there is no turning back.

"Yes, something is bothering me." you answer. You are a lion of Casterly Rock. Hear Me Roar! these are your words. And you will show this dragon that you cannot be ignored. Aemond looks at you with a cold expression.

"How can I help you?" he asks annoyed. He's making it clear to you that he doesn't want you here. But you just ignore that. He ignores you, so you can ignore his wishes. You take a deep breath and straight yourself up. You make yourself taller than you are and scrape up all your self-confidence together.

"You do not like me." you say. Aemond's expression changes just for a second, then he wears his cold mask again. You hold his gaze.

"I do not know you." he then says. The bored tone makes you angry.

"And that's your fault." you throw at him. The prince rolls his eye.

"Did you come here to insulte me?"

You bite your lip. "No." you say quietly. "I want to know why you don't like me. I want to know what I did wrong."

Aemond's gaze goes over you. Then he turns to the side, reaches for his wine cup and drinks it. Then he takes the jug and refills his cup and fills a second one.

"Sit with me please." he says, pointing to the seat next to him. You take the steps to the couch and sit down. The pillows are soft, but you still sit straight and ignore the cup of wine in front of you. You suppress the urge to shift back and forth.

"So?" you press.

"You have done nothing wrong."

"Then why have you been ignoring me since I got here?"

"If you wouldn't interrupt me." he says in a strained voice.

You bite your lip again. "I'm sorry."

"Like I said, you didn't do anything wrong. I thought you'd prefer to have time for yourself."

"I had enough time for myself. I'm all alone here. And I would like to know my betrothed before I have to marry him. But you don't even give me the chance to get to know you. You disappear all day long. I don't know anything about you. The only information I get are the gossip from the servants." You feel tears welling up in your eyes, but you quickly blink them away. Aemond's jaw tenses with your words. But you're not quite finished yet. "I don't understand why. We used to write letters to each other and then you stopped replying. And since I've been here you have continued to ignore me. So give me a good reason!"

"I have give you my reasons." he says but doesn´t meet your eyes.

"No. That wasn't a good reason." you insist. That can not be it. Because he thought you needed time for yourself? Nonsense! There has to be another reason. Your thoughts are racing and before you can stop yourself you start talking again.

"Do you think I'm stupid? Not a pleasant conversation partner? Not worthy of your attention? What is it?"

"No of course not."

"Don't you think I'm pretty?"

"Oh please, you're beautiful." he says, sounding a little annoyed.

"So what's your problem?"

"There's no problem. It's just.." he interrupts himself and then takes a deep breath. "You must be very disappointed with this engagement." "With your behavior. Yes, I tried to explain this to you."

"No. Not with that. With the engagement to me. With a disabled prince."

You stare at him, stunned, for a few moments. "What?"

"Don't play dumb. You're beautiful, you probably had hundreds of requests for your hand in marriage."

"The two of us have been engaged since we were children. That's well known."

"Won't change the fact that you have a lot of admirers. Am I wrong?"

You furrow your eyebrows. Yes, of course, many men have given you compliments and little gifts and begged for your attention, but that's normal. You come from a rich, powerful family. You were never really interested in any of that. Why should you? You was already engaged. You had your dream prince. Until he stopped being a dream prince. Before you can answer Aemond talks again.

"I can imagine how embarrassing it is for you to have to marry a disabled prince."

"A disabled prince?"

"Aemond one eye. I know what people call me."

"And why do you think I care?"

He laughs joylessly. "Of course you care."

Anger rises within you again. "You judge me? Without knowing me? How dare you?"

You jump to your feet. Aemond winces. He probably didn't expect this reaction. You start pacing back and forth in front of him. "You think I'm unhappy with our engagement because you're missing an eye?You disappoint me."

"Everyone thinks that. You must be devastated. All your admirers and you are stuck with me."

"I´m not stuck with you. I was happy to be engaged to you. Until you turned out to be a complete idiot." you stop infront of him and glare at him.

"Remember who you talk to."

"I'm talking to the man I'm going to marry. Who obviously already made up his mind. Without knowing me. That's cruel."

Aemond is silent for a moment. "You don't know what you're talking about."

"Then tell me. Tell me anything, no matter what. But we can't do it like this. We can't live like this. We can't ignore each other our whole lives. Or is that what you want?" you ask, realizing you sound desperate.

"No of course not." his voice is no longer annoyed, he sounds more tired. You get on your knees in front of him to be at the same eye level again. You hesitate for a moment but then place your hands on his knees. His eyes examine you carefully, but you don't avoid his gaze.

"So where did that sweet boy I met back then go?"

"That sweet boy you were talking about lost his eye and no one cared." his jaw tenses again.

"I wrote you letters. I asked you how you were doing. How you felt. You didn't answer."

"I didn't read it. I thought you were just writing it out of obligation."

"You could have ask me." you say.

"I guess I underestimated you."

"Yes, perhaps."

"I shouldn't have assumed something about you."

"No you shouldn´t." you agree with him.

Aemond takes your hand. "I shouldn't have ignored you. I should have gotten to know you."

"You can do better now."

"I will." he says. "Promise."

You smilie at him. The conversation went better than you could ever imagined.

"And I will start right away." he then says. You look at him confused. Aemond takes a deep breath and lets go of your hand. Slowly his hands go to the back of his head and undoes the buckle of his eye patch. The leather slides carefully from his eye. The blue sapphire sparkles at you. The scar is always only half covered by the eye patch, but now without it, the scar is even more prominent.

You carefully raise your hand, but before you touch him you stop. "May I?" you whisper. He nods. You touch his cheek tenderly and caress it. "You're beautiful." You say. You see the slight blush on his cheek. A smile dances around his lips.

"Thank you." he places his hand over yours and carefully removes it from his cheek. He kisses your knuckles.

"I just say the truth." Now it's a real smile at Aemonds face.

You straighten up and come back to your feet again. You take a deep breath to bring yourself back into the here and now.

"It's late. I should go back to my chambers."

"Yes. Would you like me to accompany you?"

"That won't be necessary. My guard is right outside the door." you nod towards the door with a smile. Aemond raises an eyebrow, but you don't explain further.

"What do you think about accompanying me to Vhagar tomorrow?"

"To your dragon?"

"Yes."

Nervousness and excitement rise within you. "I would like that very much." you answer and the smile dances around his lips again.

Aemond leaves the eye patch on the table as he walks you to the door. He opens it and your guard half stumbles into the room. He must have leaned against the door.

"My prince." he says and bows. You suppress a laugh. He really was right outside the door.

"I trust you to get my betrothed back to her chambers safely ."

"Of course my prince." the guard stutters.

"Sleep well my lady." Aemond now turns to you. He kisses your hand and this time the blush rises in your cheeks.

"Sleep well my Prince." You say.

You turn away and make your way back to your chambers. Your guard right behind you and you can even find the way without his help. You are hopeful about your marriage. Yes, a conversation doesn't solve all the problems, but it was a good start. It's not perfect yet but it's better. And maybe he and you can manage to have a peaceful marriage and maybe be happy with eachother.

𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞

A cute little drabble based on a request. I hope you enjoy it! - Love, Kiki ❤

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Eddie Munson x female reader

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 | based on this cute little request: Fighting with Eddie trying to wrestle his vest from his grip cuz you’re doing the laundry and that thing really needs washed but he doesn’t wanna lose the ‘mosh pit smell’

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 800

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 | none, just fluff and humor (allusions to smut but nothing explicit)

For more Eddie content, check out my masterlist ❤

As always, comments and reblogs are appreciated and encouraged!

“No. Absolutely not.”

“Half an hour. It takes half an hour, and then you’ll get it back,” you pleaded.

“Not up for debate,” Eddie stated, taking a step backwards, eyes narrowing suspiciously as if the laundry detergent you were waving in frustration was a grenade.

“It took months for that vest to smell like that.”

“That’s my point,” you groaned. “You smell like a trash panda.”

“Fine by me. They’re cute and clever.”

“And stinky.”

“Aw, come on. It’s metal. I can’t smell of –“ he narrowed his eyes, reading the bright pink letters on the pack of laundry detergent, “Spring flowers. What kind of metalhead am I if I show up to The Hideout smelling like a meadow of daisies?”

“The kind that will get laid by his girlfriend afterwards,” you chuckled, setting down the laundry detergent to cross your arms.

“I’ll take the vest off for that,” he winked.

“Give me the vest, Eddie.”

“What if the washing machine destroys it?”

“Oh, yes. Washing machines are feral beasts,” you snickered, stepping closer to Eddie, who still eyed you with suspicion. He looked a little feral, with his mess of dark curls and that mischievous gleam in his dark eyes that never failed to bring you to your knees.

You raised your hands in a gesture of defeat as you drawled, “Eddie, I love you, but it’s either the washing machine or the garden hose.”

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tequila [billy head canon]

I’ve never written a headcanon before. My beautiful and loving wife @stevesharrlngtons encouraged me to try it and, like the good spouse I am, I take her advice.

Billy was an experienced drinker.

He couldn’t even remember the first time he had a sip of alcohol.

It was just always around from the time he was small.

Strangely enough, even with his Dad being the strict asshole he was, Billy always got away with drinking underage.

So when you two would party together, he crushed three beers for every one cooler you sipped on.

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masterlist

if you ever wanna be in love: a marcus pike x f!reader series inspired by the rom-com set it up

I: coffee cures all ills

II: coincidences 

iii: going down

iv: plan b & other messes

v: lightning strikes

vi: violets

updates wednesdays (errr, tries to anyway…)

the tag | full masterlist

Could you do one where the reader is Steve harrington sister and in a relationship with Eddie Munson?

His hair isn't soft on your palms, never was. Even still, it feels better than anything else you've had in your hands. His lips, plump and slightly chapped, let out little huffs of breath as your own ravage his neck with small nips and kisses.

You smile against his skin, and he looks down curiously, a dazed expression dancing on his face.

"What is it, hmm?" He mutters, poking your sides and grinning.

You grin back at him, leaning up to kiss him on his nose. "I just... I feel like a fucking freshman right now, making out behind the school."

Eddie snorts, leaning his head back against the brick behind him. "You're such a dork."

You smirk, leaning forward to take his bottom lip between your teeth. He sighs, meeting your lips with his own, sliding an arm around your waist-

"Hey! Dickwad! You're gonna make me late for work!"

You and Eddie violently pull apart as you recognize Steve's gravelly voice.

"You're a fucking peeping tom, Steve!"

"Shitbird!"

"Cuntbag!"

"Bongwater!"

"Jesus," you mutter under your breath, rubbing your thumb on the nape of Eddie's neck.

"You coming to the campaign tonight?" He asks, but he already knows the answer. You haven't missed one this year, you're too immersed in the story, and too happy to see Eddie happy. He doesn't care who wins, who's in his party, only that the club is cared for, and cares for the game itself. You wouldn't miss it for the world.

"Hell yeah, Eds." You give him a quick peck on the lips and part from him completely, taking in his sunkissed eyes, his freckles, his hands as they part from your waist. "I'll see you tonight, sweets." You smirk.

As you make your way to your brother's car, you feel two pairs of eyes on you. You feel a warmth in your cheeks as you open the door, slamming it shut once you find your seat.

"You be careful with him, aright?" Steve pleads as he steers away from Hawkins High.

You roll your eyes, rolling down the window. "You don't even know him, dweeb." You gently punch his arm as he drives away.

~

Pls i love him so much-

The Mandalorian - Fic Recommendations

Main Rec Masterlist

@oloreaa

orbit: Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 -> Mando and you have a cuddle arrangement

Vencuyanir -> Elana only has two objectives when she is taken away from Arvala-7: keeping Bean alive and getting away from the Mandalorian

@dindjarindiaries

Masterlist

Security -> An ex-princess forced to hide and fight for your life, you’re now on the run with a Mandalorian and a foundling, trying to protect the three of you from the threat of death that creeps around every corner accompanied by a tracking fob.

@the-last-airblender

Run -> While the Razor Crest is being repaired on the planet of Duugan, someone offers the Mandalorian a job

@unstoppableforcce

waves crash. ships don’t -> there’s a storm. on the small planet, out further than the trio ever imagined the outer rim stretched, it seemed there was always a storm. the lightning strikes. the waves crash. he collapses to stop in your home, given no choice but to be met with the onslaught of memories, of you, of your perfect smile, of everything you were before he left. the waves crash. he wonders when you last smiled. he wonders if it’s all his fault…

@hdlynnslibrary

Dusty Trails AU -> US Marshal!Din Djarin

@writings-of-a-hufflepuff

Putting Down Roots -> Alternate Universe with Din Djarin and the reader who’s the local school teacher. Din starts as a bounty hunter but becomes the Sheriff of your small town since no one else will take up the job.

@auty-ren

The Offer -> You find yourself making an unexpected friend who repays a debt to you. After being welcomed into their home and settling into a new life among Mandalorians, you catch the eye of one of the beskar wearing warriors. A man renowned for his leadership and capability, shows you a gentler side of the warrior race and offers you something unexpected.

@mandolovian -> Masterlist

All of This -> He stretched his hand against the inside of your wrist, scratching gently at the soft skin there, pressing against your pulse and huffing out a breath when he registered just how fast it is.

@forever-rogue

step into daylight -> on the run for your life, you’re finally tracked down by one of the most fearsome bounty hunters in the galaxy - the Mandalorian. Expecting him to end your life then and there, you’re surprised when he spares your life and takes you in and nurses you back to health. You’re even more surprised when you meet his small green son and eventually discover that you have much more in common with the tiny creature than you could have imagined…

@sunshinepascal

Permanent -> holding Din's hand in public leads to more (NSFW)

@mandobls -> Masterlist

@absurdthirst -> Masterlist

@bestintheparsec

Healer -> You’re medically trained and meet the Mandalorian by chance. Over time, you become more than just a crew member.

@concussed-to-pieces

stay safe -> Our story begins a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…on Nevarro, to be specific.

@jabbajambler

Human -> Myrah Koor was a mystery. She worked alone and she worked hard. For a while, she was the best bounty hunter the Guild had ever seen. At least, until a certain Mandalorian came along. After a small hostage situation, the two team up to find the bounty of a lifetime… twice. Traveling the galaxy, the unlikely pair takes down enemies, saves the day, and makes a few friends along the way.

Powerless (sequel to Human) -> Over the months spent on the populated planet of Coruscant, Myrah Koor has focused on her abilities, trained in the temple ruins, and polished her young niece’s abilities. Yet something still isn’t right. When the Mandalorian, Din Djarin, struggles to locate others of his kind, he is left with no other choice but to recruit his old partner. Through (many) arguments, encounters with family friends, and a few mishaps, the two just might be able to return the Child to the Jedi and rekindle a lost friendship.

@vercopaanir

The Lovely moon series -> As an indentured servant, you never thought you'd make it out of town, much less off-world. You don't really need your vision to see a priceless opportunity when a Mandalorian presents it to you, though.

@frannyzooey -> masterlist

Take me to church part 1 -> Set in a brothel in the late 1800’s in the Wild West; you’ve only been working there for a month when Din Djarin shows up. A bounty hunter who makes stops into town between jobs, he is known at the inn for his generous appetite and demanding preferences. Asking for you one night, he is pleased to learn you are well suited for him: your sweet nature soothing to his gruff temperament and surprising him with your ability to handle his rougher tastes. Demanding that you be made available to him every time he is in town, neither one of you is ready for where this request leads.

@ithinkhesgaybutwesavedmufasa

Of constellations and creeds -> Everyone loves the Alpha and Omega Fated Mates for Life troupe so, what if The Mandalorians were a society of Alphas, a dying race because your sisterhood of Omegas are becoming more and more rare by the day? You and Din were mated before you were born, your futures written in the stars–and that pissed you off, both of you. At least in the beginning.

@syndxlla

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?

@mandoinevarro

Rule Maker, Rule Breaker Series -> It's been six months since you last saw the Mandalorian. Five since he escaped the siege that he caused, since he left you stranded in Nevarro with nothing but a grudge and your memories with him to warm you at night. You're not angry. He was only a costumer in your store, this is fine. It's completely fine. But then one day he decides to show his beskar face in Nevarro again, and maybe. Maybe it's not fine after all.

@tiffdawg

The Light of Stars -> In pursuit of the Child’s people, the mysterious Jedi, Din Djarin and his foundling find hope in a woman who shares the kid’s strange powers. Newly partnered with the Mandalorian, you are trained in the ways of the Force, but you’re no Jedi. You’re just trying to find your place in the galaxy.

@wille-zarr

In Fields of White part 1 -> fleeing from the life you wish more than anything to forget, you are left to navigate the galaxy alone as a wide-eyed wanderer. in the process of evading the dangers linked to your previous life, your destiny is forever altered when you cross paths with an intimidating mandalorian and his unusually gifted child.

@light-yaers

no saints -> Working on Nevarro hadn’t offered you much in the way of human contact; that all changes when an unlikely deal is struck between you and the Mandalorian.