- It’s Only Love -

mdni 18+

the most important thing to know is that mando didn’t want the cat.

he hardly tolerated the kid, hardly wants to shell out the credits to feed him, and feed you. Never mind himself.

You knew that, you knew better than to ask him for it. Choosing to beg for forgiveness after the fact instead.

It would’ve worked, you swear it would’ve. The cat was locked in the fresher, the kid down for a nap, all you had to do was get to Mando, pull down his pants, and perform out of this system oral.

You didnt hear him come in, strike one. instead, his presence was announced by the clattering a steel pet bowl and the sound of a beskar knee pad hitting the ship floor hard enough to make it vibrate. strike two. you don’t even have enough time to get out of your cot, hardly a chance to explain because all of a sudden he’s there, holding the dented metal in front of your face. You offer him no apologizes, no explanation, not even a shitty lie. No, instead you whisper a meek “surprise?”

Mando hates surprises. strike three.

That’s how you found yourself on your knees, face pressed into the hard floor of the ship while his cock rams into from behind. His hand is on the back of your neck, gloved fingers pressing on either side of your windpipe as he pins you down.

Like an animal, you scramble for purchase on the floor, nails scratching uselessly at doonium beneath you.

He splits you open without mercy, harsh breathes catching in his modulator with every thrust, the only sign he’s as ruined as you are.

“I’m sorry-“ you choke, voice wet and rough as you try to speak. “Please Mando I-“

“You what?” He curses, agitation evident. “Thought you could be cute? Thought because I fuck you, you can get away with anything?”

You gurgle, body going limp as you feel him shift. He places a foot on the outside of your hip, keeping one knee bent for leverage as he pulls you back onto his cock.

“What do I need a pet for,” he spits, “when I got you?”

anyway you wake up the next morning with bruises on your thighs in the shape of beskar armor and find Mando in the captains chair, the cat fast asleep in his lap.

“Gonna call it muddy”

mdni 18+

the most important thing to know is that mando didn’t want the cat.

he hardly tolerated the kid, hardly wants to shell out the credits to feed him, and feed you. Never mind himself.

You knew that, you knew better than to ask him for it. Choosing to beg for forgiveness after the fact instead.

It would’ve worked, you swear it would’ve. The cat was locked in the fresher, the kid down for a nap, all you had to do was get to Mando, pull down his pants, and perform out of this system oral.

You didnt hear him come in, strike one. instead, his presence was announced by the clattering a steel pet bowl and the sound of a beskar knee pad hitting the ship floor hard enough to make it vibrate. strike two. you don’t even have enough time to get out of your cot, hardly a chance to explain because all of a sudden he’s there, holding the dented metal in front of your face. You offer him no apologizes, no explanation, not even a shitty lie. No, instead you whisper a meek “surprise?”

Mando hates surprises. strike three.

That’s how you found yourself on your knees, face pressed into the hard floor of the ship while his cock rams into from behind. His hand is on the back of your neck, gloved fingers pressing on either side of your windpipe as he pins you down.

Like an animal, you scramble for purchase on the floor, nails scratching uselessly at doonium beneath you.

He splits you open without mercy, harsh breathes catching in his modulator with every thrust, the only sign he’s as ruined as you are.

“I’m sorry-“ you choke, voice wet and rough as you try to speak. “Please Mando I-“

“You what?” He curses, agitation evident. “Thought you could be cute? Thought because I fuck you, you can get away with anything?”

You gurgle, body going limp as you feel him shift. He places a foot on the outside of your hip, keeping one knee bent for leverage as he pulls you back onto his cock.

“What do I need a pet for,” he spits, “when I got you?”

anyway you wake up the next morning with bruises on your thighs in the shape of beskar armor and find Mando in the captains chair, the cat fast asleep in his lap.

“Gonna call it muddy”

tell me you love it. tell me it made you slam your laptop shut. tell me you brought it up at your college lecture about kink. key smash in all caps. quote the passage that made you think. i promise, we’ll love it.

FRIDAY I'M IN LOVE

Pairing: Joel Miller x OC (no real decription, it's you, baby girl)

Summary: Lynne Dwyer has four days left until she’s finally free—until a quiet night in witness protection turns into a brutal abduction. Hidden deep in the Massachusetts woods, she’s held by the man hired to watch her: Joel Miller. Witty, cold-eyed, and infuriatingly calm, he says he’s just following orders. But Lynne is done following anyone’s plans but her own. Tension builds in the silence of the forest, in sharp banter and stolen glances, until the lines between prisoner and protector begin to blur. One wants out. The other might be starting to want her.

And freedom was never going to come without a fight.

Warnings: AU!Joel, enemies to lovers, smut later on, slight violence (not from Joel), indicated sexual violence later for a short scene (not from Joel), a lot of banter and trash talk on eye level. No use of y/n

wc: 29k

My Pedro-Character-Masterlist

Part 1: Monday - Black

Part 2.1: Tuesday - Heart Attack

Part 2.2: Wednesday - Heart Attack

Part 3: Thursday - Never looking back

Part 4: Friday - I'm in Love

Epilogue: Never hesitate

COMPLETED

currently reading: i actually just finished project hail mary! i thought the writing style was. very action movie esque but i was invested enough in the plot to really like it. and im about to start the familiar by leigh bardugo. and i started the count of monte cristo for mcr but im only like 2 chapters in (edie we highkey forgot about that book club lmfao) and im in a perpetual state of rereading daydreams of love beg a day by xpatxperience

last song: i don't care by fall out boy. i've been having a folie a deux moment

last film: i think it was slapshot? truly a horrible movie but it was my dad's favorite lol

last series: i think the last thing i watched was poker face? or x-files. i'm in the middle of a lot. also i can't not mention ds9 i'm also in the middle of that it just wasn't the most recent

tea or coffee: neither regrettably :/ tea is more tolerable to me than coffee so i'll drink it sometimes though. mostly before i have to sing somewhere though and i always take psychic damage from every other sip

last video game: i just replayed there is no game wrong dimension, and i've been in the middle of hollow knight for a while now

currently working on: guitar practice mostly! i've got a performance coming up so rehearsing for that obviously, but i've been trying to learn foundations to do a cover and venom as a challenge. and i was fucking around today and accidentally wrote a banger intro to a song that doesn't exist yet so i might have to figure out how songwriting works

currently reading: any kind of jadam fanfiction i can find on ao3

last song: BODY THE PISTOL BY FEMTANYL IVE WATCHED THE MV FOR IT EVERYDAY ON REPEAT SINCE I SAW IT ITS SO ICONICCC

last film: uhhm i pretty sure it was the first spongebob movie. the one where he gets drunk and mr krabs slmost fucking dies

last series: the newest episode of survivor. yeag im somewhat of a reality tv enjoyer myself. always seated for survivor or big brother👍🏼

tea or coffee: dr fucking pepper..

last video game: meep city on roblox!!

currently working on: im always working on bracelets but i havent had time to sit and work with that.. employment has me BUSY ASF

currently reading: nothing man 😔 last book I tried to read was really cool and I was super into it but then I forgot about it a few chapters in and had to return it to the libary 💔

last song: Hip To Be Square by Huey Lewis and the News

last film: oh shit ummm??? the other night my husband and I watched Godzilla vs Biollante. it was such a chill watch totally recommend

last series: MONK!!!!! I LOVE MONK it’s my husband and I’s show :D Randy Disher forever babygirl

tea or coffee: definitely tea :3 I’ll be so real I still don’t know what coffee tastes like. I would try it but it seems icky I’m too scaredddd. and I just really enjoy the reactions of some people when I say I’ve never tried it lmao

last video game: No, I’m Not a Human 👏👏👏👏👏👏

currently working on: home decorating!!! this apartment is gonna SO COOL WHEN I’M DONE WITH IT!!!! I have been having so much fun finally having a blank slate and creative liberty at a time where I actually have design ideas!!!!! LIFE IS SO INCREDIBLY ATM

currently reading: ready player one! it’s a very lovely book :3

last song: troy storm by luis humanoide

last film: avatar way of water

last series: clone wars

tea or coffee: depends on ma mood

last video game: minecraft with ma gf

currently working on: just art in general ig hehe

Last Song: Sun Bleached Flies by Ethel Cain

Last Film: Mulan when I was high last night 😛

Last Series: Clone Wars

Tea or Coffee: Tea I love tea

Last Video Game: Don’t Starve Together I think it’s very fun

AO3 link to Heaven in Hiding

Story Synopsis: Five years before the Mandalorian even met the Child, Mando took what he thought was going to be the easiest bounty with the highest payout of his career thus far. Capturing a runaway dancer—a ballerina versus a Mandalorian—was laughable.

Until it wasn’t.

The Mandalorian is a bounty hunter. His job is to collect a quarry and then return it for a profit. It doesn’t matter what happens to said quarry once he has returned it and collected the credits. So, then, why can he not forget about a sad pair of emerald green eyes after he turned her in? And when their paths cross again five years later, and he sees the condition his former quarry is in, how can he justify returning the Child to them? He is a bounty hunter. It doesn’t matter what happens to them… right?

Author's Note/Chapter Warnings: Long time Tumblr lurker. First time Tumblr poster. This is a multi-chapter fic that is also posted on AO3. Din Djarin/OFC. Slooooowwwwwwww buuuuurrrrrrnnnnnn. Rated Mature for Mature themes (PTSD, slight sexual content, descriptions of torture), but will eventually become explicit... So - 18+ only. Minors DNI. Welcome interaction with others and constructive criticism. Bear with me while I figure out this whole Tumblr thing 🩶

MINORS - DO NOT INTERACT - 18+ ONLY