summary: It's the year 2000. Javi is minding his own business on the porch of his pop's ranch when a text from an unknown number vibrates his phone. The only problem is, no one knows he has a phone and no one has his number.
chapter warnings: the last chapter (before the epilogue), feel that needs to be a warning. two idiots pining for one another. fluff. flirting. continuous romcom vibes. falling in love. idiots in love ✨
wordcount: 4.2k. (i did try to cut it down but she kept growing)
an: here we are. i have been a mess since finishing the draft of this and i hope it means as much to you, as it does to me.
this marks the end of the current timeline for this pair (the epilogue will span snippets from their future, some of which i'd love to expand on later when i'm less emotional).
text key: bold is you/reader | italics is javi
Javi’s day begins like so many others.
Light bleeding into his room, the wind’s whispers pulling him from sleep, gently gesturing for him to wake and be one with them.
It does so in soft yellows and splashes of orange as his curtains puffed up and danced—casting playful shadows over the furniture and the clutter that make up his room.
This week has been the week from hell. Your business trip ended up getting extended by a few days, but your hotel was booked up so you had to move to a different one. Your return flight was delayed by six hours and you left your AirPods on the plane. You are so thankful to be home that you almost cry when the uber turns onto your street. The driver helps you with your bags snd you make your way up the walk. You open the door and are greeted by the familiar smell of enchiladas, rice and beans. You walk into the kitchen and spy your husband standing at the stove, kitchen towel slung over his shoulder. “Hey babe, I’m home.” The smile on his face as he faces you makes all the bullshit from the past week melt away. “Hey baby, welcome home.” He tosses the towel on the counter and rounds the island. He opens his arms when he reaches you and you practically jump into them. You bury your face in his chest as you try to hold back tears. “What’s wrong, darlin’” he asks when he hears you sniffle. He pulls you back by your shoulders and he looks so concerned that your resolve finally cracks. Hot tears spill out over your cheeks and Joel pulls you back close to him. “Do you wanna talk about it?” He asks through your sobs. You shake your head and he squeezes you tighter. You compose yourself and take in a few shuddering breaths. “I just had a bad week and I missed you and i lost my AirPods and im so fucking tired, Joel.” You babble. He presses a kiss into your forehead and rubs his hands up and down your arms. “C’mon baby, let’s get you right.” He grabs your hand and leads you to your bedroom. “What about dinner?” You ask. “Dinner’ll keep. Don’t worry about that.” He leads you through the bedroom and into the attached bathroom. He sits you on the edge of the jacuzzi tub he had installed for you the year before last. He turns the water on and adjusts the knobs until the temperature is just right. “Like lava.” As Joel says. He pulls up the stopper and pours in your favorite bath salts and bubble bath. He lights the candle you keep on the wide ledge on the side of the tub. “Be right back.” He says and he runs into the bedroom. He returns with the trashy paperback you had been reading before your trip and sets it down on the ledge, as well. Then he’s back in front of you, pulling you up by your hands. He removes your clothes for you and tosses them in the hamper. “Go on, get in.” He says and offers his hand to steady you. The water feels heavenly as you sink down below the bubbles. “You relax while I finish up dinner.” You nod in return and he kneels down to the floor. “I’m glad you’re home baby, I missed ya.” He says before giving you another kiss. You’d go through a hundred weeks like the last if this is the welcome you get to come home to.
Marcus Pike x female Reader
Co-written with @absurdthirst
Recently arrived in Texas and only slightly removed from his divorce, Marcus finds himself smitten with the women at the housewares store that is helping him furnish his new Austin condo. It becomes a more complicated situation than he could have expected, but Marcus has never been one to shy away from a challenge when love is on the line. ✨This fic takes place *before* the events of The Mentalist.✨
Rating: E for Extremely Explicit!
Word Count: 16.4k
Warnings: Cursing and food/alcohol mentions. Blanket warnings for this fic will include divorce, past abusive relationships, deceased parents, father issues.
Summary: Whether you technically want to call it your first or second date with Marcus, a movie and dinner becomes quite an adventure when you realize that the two of you have a few key things in common.
Notes: We’re ramping things up right out of the gate here, guys. Hold on to your hats!
With five minutes left until six o’clock you’ve managed to force yourself to stop pacing the main floor of your place. Instead, you’re sitting in your kitchen with a mug of tea and nervously twirling the small ring you’ve chosen as an accessory round and around your finger. It had been nearly impossible to think about anything besides Marcus for the rest of your shift. Everything seemed to push your thoughts back to him. Not that they ever strayed far from him in the first place.
Can you do a headcanon of all the Pedro characters for which of them can cook/favorite things to cook like breakfast, grilling, etc.
Who Can Cook/Favorite Things to Cook:
Javier: Javi can cook, he just doesn’t want to. He’s the type that eggs and toast with steak is a meal 3 times a day if he has to cook. But rarely does he have time. This man lives off of cigarettes, whiskey and a bad mood. Will love you forever if you make him a fucking hotdog. (Was half in love with Connie for feeding him when he was working late with Steve)
Ezra: Unfortunately, Ezra is not much of a cook. There is no time to be one when you are prospecting, plus you have no clue what is edible on individual planets. He would rather leave that discovery to someone else.
Mando: Do you honestly think that this hardworking, always traveling Mandalorian has taken the time to learn how to cook anything out of a package? Nope. Broth or meal pouches are the only thing this man knows how to make and he can still fuck them up.
Frankie: Frankie can cook. This man can throw down. He loves his grill and fryer and smoker and all of that stuff. His favorite thing was when he learned you could fry a turkey. Hello new Thanksgiving tradition!!!! (except for that one time that Benny slipped a frozen turkey into the fryer) He’s honestly in love with that first huge pot of fall chili. It gets made outside on the gas burner and everyone is invited.
Tovar: He can make an edible stew. As in you can swallow it. But don’t complain about it, he’s not exactly carrying spices beyond salt in his provisions. Can roast whatever game is caught. Don’t ask about making bread, Tovar’s bread could be used as a weapon.
Agent Whiskey: BRISKET. This man runs a smoker. And he does all the fancy things. Jalapeño poppers wrapped in bacon and brushed with Statesman BBQ sauce. Smoked Scotch Eggs. Have you ever had smoked Mac and cheese? No, you should. That tiny little belly Whiskey has is because of the damn food he makes when he’s home for a few days and able to fire up that smoker.
Max Phillips: 😂😂😂😂😂 Cook? You are kidding, right? Actually this man will make you a four course meal because he saw something one the cooking channel at 3AM and he was bored. That not sleeping thing works out for you. It’s pretty much whatever strikes his fancy.
Marcus Pike: Marcus honestly doesn’t cook. He’s kind of hopeless at it. HIs sister makes fun of him for burning ramen when they were teenagers. He is one that would love to cook but he gets firmly pushed out of the kitchen during the holidays. If you cook, this man will think you walk on water.
Oberyn Martell: Oberyn doesn’t cook. He hasn’t had to.
Dave York: Burgers. The girls love when daddy grills burgers. He adds all kinds of special things to them. Sometimes it’s bacon and cheddar cheese, other times it’s jalapeños and a little ball of cream cheese in the center. It drives you crazy how they will eat anything Dave puts in a burger and puts in front of them but won’t eat it when you make it. There’s just something about when daddy makes hamburgers.
Marcus Moreno: Okay, so I know we all make fun of Marcus for cracking eggs into the sink but he was preoccupied, okay? The man is actually a pretty damn decent cook. Anita Moreno did NOT raise a man who couldn’t cook for his partner or himself. His favorite things to make is strange, either Menudo or lasagna.
Max Lord: Max can cook out of a box. We are talking typical 1980′s shit. Kraft Mac and Cheese, spaghettio’s. He is HOPELESS. Honestly, this poor man needs forehead kisses and someone to make him a healthy breakfast and hide those fucking vitamins.
Zach Wellison: Zach is a pretty damn good cook. Honestly, he loves making breakfast most of all. Pancakes and eggs and whatever else you want. The smell mixed with fresh brewed coffee? It’s his version of heaven and he loves when you walk into the kitchen sleep soft and heavy eyed to give him a kiss.
So I work as an underwear model and sometimes I get to bring shit home, and it got me thinking... Could we have some hcs about surprising the guys with some new lingerie?
When You Bring Home New Lingerie:
Javier: He likes the pretty wrappings, he really does. Did you not see that man’s reaction when the door to the brothel opened and all those ladies in lingerie were in the doorway? He was almost giddy. So when you bring home need things, it’s like Christmas morning. He will dig into the bag and hold it up, imagining you wearing it. Then demand to see it. You will get fucked with it on.
Ezra: There isn’t much in the way of ‘new’ out here as a prospector. So when you get a chance to have something that makes you feel sexy, Ezra is alllllllll over it. He eyes are narrowed on your figure as he takes in it, basking in the perfection before he asks you to take it off. He doesn’t want to damage it. Who knows when you will be able to get something so fine again.
Mando: He appreciative. Not that you can see that behind the beskar. Instead you see his helmet slowly tip down and then back up again. Those leather gloves come off his hands. “Take it off.....or I will.”
Catfish: He didn’t really get the appeal of the lingerie until you started bringing home new things. Modeling them for him. He was always a ‘prefer them naked’ kind of guy, but this...this is amazing. He loves how you look, and more importantly, he loves how it makes you feel. Especially when you see the reaction he has. Confidence is sexy as fuck and he loves seeing you wear it.
Tovar: Ripped....on the floor in seconds. Flimsy lacy doesn’t stand a chance against him. He’s sorry that he ripped it later, but for now he doesn’t give a shit. He’s too eager to get his hands on you.
Agent Whiskey: This arrogant yee-haw bastard will get on his knees for you in lingerie. It’s a weakness. A low whistle comes out of his mouth before his tongue hangs out. Watch him, he will drool. Wearing lingerie is the best way to get Jack to agree to anything. Dinner with your parents or a weekend away. Bring the lingerie and he’s there.
Max Phillips: He’s pouting. Not because he doesn’t like it. He does. He just wishes it were in red. You know that’s his favorite color.
Marcus Pike: Your soft sweet boyfriend is very uncomfortable right now. Not because he’s a prude, but becuase of how tight his pants are getting. He loves it. He will actually ask if you get to bring home anything new when he talks to you before he leaves the office. High key LOVES when you get freebies. Makes sure there is plenty of room for you grown collection of lingerie and lets you know what his favorites are.
Oberyn: This man commisions lingerie for you. What are you talking about? Something about silk and thin straps does things for him. But those that you show off more than you conceal....thats where it’s at. He loves watching you prance around the chambers wearing those things. Hell, he will show you off at a royal banquet wearing it.
Max Lord: This man low key has a panty obsession. LOVES when you wear lingerie for him. That put together facade of his slowly crumbles as he pulls at his tie and looses his collar because it’s suddenly warm. Then that double breasted power suit is coming off and he is reaching for you.
Marcus Moreno: Don’t let this mild mannered, bespectacled man fool you. He is practically GIDDY with anticipation as he counts down the minutes that Missy goes to bed and you break out the lingerie that you have been teasing him about. We are talking racing through the shower, doesn’t bother getting dressed, sitting on the end of the bed wearing only a towel around his waist excited. He loves you job.
Kind of a very specific head canon. I’m in a sexless marriage and it’s really bumming me today. (It’s been 3 years. 😭)
I want to know how the Pedro boys would react to this information if you were a close friend, or maybe someone they hold a torch for.
Yes I’m seeking to fulfill my own Pedro fantasies. What of it. 😂
When They Find Out You Are In a Sexless Marriage:
Javier: This one is difficult for him. Despite his reputation, Javi doesn’t poach and he respects marriage. His parents were together until the day his mother passed and he ran out on his own wedding because he knew he couldn’t give Lorraine what she wanted or needed. He wants you, but he’s just going to ignore it and continue to try to fuck away the feeling at the brothels.
Ezra:Oh little bird, you need to let Ezra take care of you. Our resident loquacious prospector will shower you with elegant phrases. He is nothing if not opportunistic and in his mind if your partner is not seeing to your needs like they should, he is more than willing to shoulder the responsibility. He will have you in a cot in seconds if you give him a hint that you are amenable to the idea.
Mando: A marriage bond is a very sacred thing in the Mandalorian culture. He already feels guilty enough for not being able to squash those feelings that he has developed. Has he kept an eye out for a bounty puck with their name on it? Maybe. But he won’t touch you while you are bound to another.
Catfish: Fish has done plenty of things wrong in his life. But the only time that he’s slept with a married person was when they didn’t tell him after he took them home. And he was disgusted with himself for a long time, still feels guilty. He’s going to ask if you’ve been to counseling and urge you to follow your heart and do what’s best for you. You can love them and still not need to be with them.
Tovar: This is a very difficult decision for Tovar. He is a man of questionable morals, but at the same time, he believes in marriage. However, it’s obvious that your partner does not hold the same standards he does. Do you want him to kill them? He can. He will also give you a tumble like you have never had before if you want. However, you will have to approach him, because he will not assume that you want to fuck him just because you are not getting fucked at home.
Max Phillips: This cocky motherfucker. THIS cocky motherfucker actually surprises you. He asks you if you want him to eat them. Not turn them, just eat them. Because he’s pretty fucking pissed about that. Human lives are too short to be living without sex. Don’t they know that??? Also, anytime you want to blackout from cumming too hard, let him know. 😉 He will let you bounce on his cock.
Agent Whiskey: Ohhhhhh this cowboy is heated. He will be taking your partner behind the woodshed and giving them a talkin’ to. Some harsh words will come out of his mouth, including basically telling them to ‘shit or get off the pot’. He won’t mince words, if they don’t want you, let you go, because he does.
Marcus Pike: He hates it. Absolutely hates the fact that your partner doesn’t appreciate you like you deserve. Because if you were his, he would never let you think for a moment he didn’t want you. However, given his divorce, he won’t make a move. He would gladly do it if you left them, but he respects you too much to try to do anything with you or take advantage of your situation.
Oberyn: He and Ellaria have you in the bed within minutes. Making up for the lack of love that you have experienced during your unfortunate time. He might have to be talked out of challenge this partner of yours. He’s killed before and your partner has dishonored you. Besides, as a widow(er), you can do what you wish.
Dave York: Be careful where you tell him this. He will have your bent over the next nearest surface as he makes up for the three years drought. Expect not to be able to walk really well. He’s also plotting a very discreet elimination.
Marcus Moreno: He’s uncomfortable with the information, to be honest. He could have done without knowing that you are in a marriage where your needs are not being met. He wants you, God does he, but he also respects the bond of marriage and cannot give his daughter that kind of example.
Max Lord: He urges you to leave them. He stayed longer in his marriage to Alistair’s mother than he should have, even knowing she was cheating on him. All for his son, but he wasn’t happy. You shouldn’t be unhappy, you are too precious to him. He can give you the name a of a good lawyer.
Zach Wellison: He is surprised to say the least. You are just amazing and he can’t imagine not wanting you. He listens to you complain but he won’t touch you. Not until you leave that piece of shit who isn’t taking care of your needs.
A wise friend once said "epilogues are like gifts". Enjoy all those peppered in this one.
Word count: 7.8k
Warnings: +18 MDNI, loads of fluff, a dash of angst (it fits the story), a blink and you might miss it sprinkle of smut
A/N: I honestly don't know what to say. I've been working on this since March, I remember thinking about it while I was overseeing some exams and had to shake my head to focus. I've had to shake my head quite a lot to focus since then.
I'm not going to name anyone but just know that I appreciate all of you. Those who've been here since the start and those who've only found the story as it was drawing to a close. Those who'll find it long after it's done even. Those who have commented and screamed and gushed and those who have simply reblogged. The serial likers. Those who have sent asks and those who have helped with the smallest grammar details, thanks for helping a French girl out! Those who have let me rant and bitch in theirs DMs when I was feeling so low. The cheerleaders and those whose comments have inspired lines, scenes, even whole chapters. This story has literally changed my life, there's no other way to put it, I will cherish this time forever.
But it's not over. If you've missed it, Shared Breaths is being made a part of a bigger universe that you can find here. I have scraped my taglist because I'm not sure who on it who'd want to be tagged for future stories. So if you'd like to be tagged in future instalments, please fill the form again! In the meantime, I hope you enjoy this Epilogue. As always, it has all my heart in it.
chapter summary: You're dragged out to a night at the bar by your friend Anna, remeeting her boyfriend and his friends. But this time, they've brought another friend that you're pretty sure they are trying to set you up with
rating: 18+ (no minors please)
word count:3.9k
warnings etc: Frankie w/o a daughter, triple frontier movie plot has happened but is not mentioned as of yet, eventual smut (not this chapter but it will build), fluff, pet names, friendships, jealousy, competition, drinking, 2nd person pov, no use of y/n
A/N: Hi there! I'm very excited to be putting this story out there that I have been thinking about for a while but wasn't willing to write down until I had more of a plan and some organization. I am not at the point where I know how many parts it will be, BUT fun things are planned regardless. Let me know what you think :)
chapter summary: Anna is checking up on you and you don’t know how to move past your history with her. Frankie wants to get to know you more.
rating: 18+ (no minors please)Explicit
word count: 3.3k
warnings etc: Frankie w/o a daughter, triple frontier movie plot has happened but is not mentioned as of yet, Fingering, dirty talk, breast play, eating, mentions of missing meals, jealousy, friendship dynamics, fluff, pet names, friendships, jealousy, competition, drinking, 2nd person pov, no use of y/n
A/N: Another Frankie Friday, another part of Something Else. I've gone ahead and bumped up to explicit! Please remember that not every chapter will be as such, but the majority will be from this point. Frankie is just….so giving. Please support by commenting, sending me thoughts,and reblogging. I appreciate every single one of you who reads this!
Hot & Heavy (ongoing) neighbor!Joel- by @tieronecrush (this series is my comfort fic but it will rip your heart out! Eventually it will put it back together)
Eyes On Me (one shot) - by @cavillscurls (I should be in jail for how many times I've read this)
The Devil and His Brother (ongoing) - by @pascalsbby (I literally take notes while I'm reading this because it's very intense and gives me so many thoughts and feels)
summary: It's the year 2000. Javi is minding his own business on the porch of his pop's ranch when a text from an unknown number vibrates his phone. The only problem is, no one knows he has a phone and no one has his number.
chapter warnings: sad!reader, talks of jobloss, comforting!javi, two idiots pining for one another. fluff. flirting. continuous romcom vibes. falling in love. idiots in love ✨ wordcount: 3.3k.
an: i know, when will jo stop changing the banner, but I love this so much and feel it encompasses everything for these two.
text key: bold is you/reader | italics is javi
I have one last thing to research and then I’m all yours.
have you eaten
There is a piece of fruit in my hand, as I research.
you said you were gonna order
In my defence, I’m not super hungry.
if I was there id hide your notebook and make you eat tamales my mama taught me to make
Make me, ay?
oh baby normally i would be so down to talk dirty with you and make you blush but only when youve eaten
So I spent 3 days in the hospital - yay? It sucked. So I thought maybe a nice request would cheer me up. You call Zach, your building manager / friend and crush, in the middle of the night to ask him to get you to the hospital because your circulation just crashed (low blood pressure, tingling, almost fainting, nausea and stuff) - and he finds you all tapped out and weak in your apartment, gets you help and stays with you and insists to come with.
***I am glad you are out of the hospital!!! I did this as a headcanon!
When You Are Sick in the Middle of the Night
Zach is used to calls in the middle of the night. It comes with being the building manager of the apartment building. Hot water heater bursting or the sink leaking. One time there was the toilet backing up because someone had to flush condoms in 3B. So when his phone rings, he expects to have to get his tool box.
“Zach” Sitting up, he rubs his eyes. You sound horrible. You lived in 4F and the two of you had formed a friendship over the past year and a half. You were the first person who had welcomed him to the building without a list of complaints. Instead you had brought him a pineapple upside down cake that he wasn’t ashamed that he had eaten in one night.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” He sits up and his heart plummets when he hears your answer. “I- I need to go- go to the hospital.”
There were times that he loved living on the first floor. Not having to cart groceries up the stairs, but the building was old and didn’t have a elevator. Right now he cursed living on the first floor while he huffs it up the stairs. Using his key to let himself into your apartment after telling you he was on his way and scrambling into his clothes.
Finding you on the floor takes a year off his life. You are half afraid that it would make his PTSD flair up, it was a reason you had waited on calling him, but this man stays strong. He snaps into that Marine mode, taking charge and assessing the situation. He has basic first aid knowledge and starts asking you what is going on in case he is the one that needs to tell the doctors.
“Do you want to call an ambulance?” You shake your head, weak and nauseous. “No, I just-” “Okay, I’ll get you there.” He decides, knowing there is no way you can get yourself there safely.
You are dressed in your nightclothes, but he gets you in a jacket and shoes, grabbing your wallet and literally picks you up to carry you out of your apartment. He only puts you down to lock the apartment and picks you back up again.
He ignores your protests. “You’ll fall down the stairs.” He tells you when you insist that you can walk and you know that he’s right. Your blood pressure is low and you feel like you are about to pass out as it is.
At the hospital you are met with the next challenge. “I can stay by myself. Go home Zach, get some sleep.” You tell him once you are in the building. “I’m sorry I had to wake you.”
You’ve never seen a more sour look on that man’s face. Looking at you like you are insane while he stubbornly shakes his head.
“I’m not going anywhere. I want to go back with you.” He’s not demanding to go back with you if you really don’t want him to, but you know that he will be sitting in that waiting room for your regardless. It honestly makes your heart quicken and your stomach flip, intensifying that crush you have on him.
He stays with you the rest of the night, into the day. Only leaving when he gets a call and he squeezes your hand and tells you he will be back as soon as possible. He will give you the annoyed look again if you try to argue. And the nurses learn later on that he’s a force to be reckoned with when they try to tell him he can only stay until a certain time.
He wins, sleeping in the chair beside your bed again. And then again the next night. Zach is with you as often as he can over the next two days, staying with you at night.
He’s also the one that takes you home and assures the doctor’s that you will be monitored and you will be taking care of yourself. Zach will make sure of it too. He shows you how much he cares in those days and you are much closer because of it.
The thing I love most about this fandom is how collectively it has been determined that:
- Joel Miller has the biggest cock. Like, ever. Dude be 56 n' he's packing a bazooka in there. Constantly. No part of this man is smol.
- Frankie Morales is the pussy eating king. There are no other contenders. Even leaves the cap on. Except when he takes it off periodically to run his hand through those chocolate curls.
- Ezra is just debauched, depraved filth. You'd think losing an arm would quell him, but no. Man is feral. Cum-eating, anal-rimming, spit-slick dicking, somnophilic F E R A L.
- Dieter Bravo is the trashiest of all pandas and will literally fuck anything that breathes. Or moves. Literally fucks, gets high and makes shitty movies.
- Agent Whiskey would fuck you buck wild like a horse. And possibly throw in a few yeehaws too.
- Dave York would kill you with a simple stare. Then fuck your corpse. You'd still manage to call him daddy.
- Marcus Pike is so boyfriend material. But wind that sucker up and watch him lose his shit.
- Javier Peña is a sultry, moody bitch who would split you open with his cock and choke you whilst doing it, cariño. Then pretend like you don't exist until the next time.
- Marcus Moreno can dick you down so good as long as he's captured a few bad guys first.
- Din Djarin will always break his creed for you. Mando can't help it. It's the whistling pussy.
- Max Phillips makes having a crippling period worth it.
Javier Peña starts a casual-s*x relationship with his assistant on a 12 month contract. Both have unresolved trauma, and feelings towards each other that they're unable to face.
That is until she falls pregnant with his baby and has to go back home.
𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 🔞 (𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐃𝐍𝐈 - 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖)
*If you are looking for a 'major fluff, safety blanket to your anxiety' series, you've come to the right place.*
A/N: Based on a little ask from @littlevenicebitch69 that I’ve been holding onto because it never truly felt like the right time. But with her permission, I give you the filthiest/softest💀/most porn packed mm!joel part we’ve ever seen. FOR FREE?????
Warnings:🔞Infidelity. 🚨Dubcon🚨(she cries & Joel doesn’t let up). Dirty talk. Bondage. Overstimulation. Vibrator use. A little bit of ass play(Joel licks it). Thigh spank. Choking. Spitting. Squirting. Multiple orgasms (7 for reader bc I say what goes). Unprotected piv sex. Creampie. Oral(f!receiving). Rough!joel. Mean!joel. Soft!joel (trifecta). Cuddly!joel💀. Reader cries and is in a lot of pain, exhaustion & arousal by the end of this.
As always: Can be read in any order/stand alone
Joel gets the best birthday gift he’s ever received...
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‘Happy Birthday Handsome😘’
Read at 8:57a.m this morning and no response. Joel Miller, leaving you on fucking read - on his birthday.
You huff around your place most of the day. Staring at the cake in the box in front of you, then staring at the little gift box on your bed.
Debating on if you should just throw it all out.
So you text him again.
‘I got ya somethin’
You tap the edges of your phone and purse your lips, biting on the inside of your cheek as you’re slumped into your couch.
HE SLEPT WITH HER!! HE CUDDLED HER!!!!! HE SPENT HIS FUCKING BIRTHDAY NIGHT WITH HER AND SLEPT WITH HER WHILE KISSING HER SHOULDER!!!!! HE CALLED HER DARLING
I love this SO MUCH 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 I love them!!!!! Istg!!!! This was so HOT but so sweet?!????? I’m so in love!!! Soft-ish mm!Joel??!!!! PLEASE!!!! I’m in absolute SHAMBLES! I’m so happy I LOVE THEM BEING SOFT AND ROMANTIC AFTER FERAL SEX LIKE 🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠 I can’t get over the ending!!!! I loved when he called her psycho 🤣🤣🤣 they are the BEST I LOVE THEM SO MUCH! For a moment there I thought there was gonna be some kind of fight and was like NOOO and then you GRACED US with that amazing ending and soft!Joel and I am not ok BYE 🥹
How would the Pedro guys react to arriving to your place and finding you wearing the sweater/tshirt/shirt they ‘lost’ ages ago? (Bonus points for wearing it with tiny shorts/undies)
When They Find You Wearing Their “Lost” Clothing:
Javier: This man is smirking to high heaven. He is doing that classic Javier Peña look up and down while he sucks his teeth, one eyebrow lifted. You look amazing in just his button up shirt and a pair of panties. Although it would look better on the floor and you naked in his bed.
Ezra: It’s more a necessity than something that you’ve done to look cute. You clothes were unfortunately lost when all of your stuff was raided. Ezra was off trying to salvage a part that you could use for your own busted pod from one that had crashed. You had done laundry and you were now in his sweatshirt, one that he had been missing for several cycles and your last clean pair of panties. This man is smirking striping out of his suit with a wicked grin. “Don’t you just look positively delicious, gem.”
Mando: You have a short circuited Mandalorian on your hands. We are talking about his entire body has gone ramrod straight and he is completely shut down. Error....Error....All he can see, or think about is the sight of you in his tunic, bare legs and a hint of your ass as you walk to the ‘fresher. You hadn’t even noticed him, standing at the base of the ladder leading to the cockpit. Before you come out he has vanished again, locked in said cockpit and taking care of a large problem that has popped up.
Catfish: This man thinks that this is the sexiest goddamn thing that he has seen in his entire life. He was missing that shirt after a camping trip and he could tell that you were surprised when you opened the door to find him there. It is a good damned thing that you are his girlfriend, otherwise you might have an issue with how fast he rushes you to kiss you. You better like it because he will donate his entire wardrobe for you wear just like that.
Tovar: He knew you stole it. It gave him the excuse to break into your room and wait for you to come back from the bathing room wearing just his tunic. He demands it back, face set in a scowl and his grumbles in Spanish unknown. It’s all a rouse to get you to strip for him, let him see that body he has imagined the entire time you have travelled with him. “Now let me teach you what I do to thieves.” He growls, crowding you against the wall with a smirk. Another excuse to put his hands on you, but you make a note after the forth time you cum to steal his stuff a lot.
Agent Whiskey: He’s a little pouty, to be honest. Not because he doesn’t like you in his shirt, no he fucking loves the way you look in his button up. But he would rather you just be wearing his bolo tie. However, this cowboy is smirking and sauntering up to you with an ego the size of Kentucky. “Wanna ride a real cowboy, sugar?”
Marcus Pike: Marcus is completely in love. He had told you that he wasn’t going to be able to come over, but then magically the gods shined down on him and he was set free for the night. He had a key and you had told him to come over whenever, so he thought he was going to surprise you. And it ended up him being surprised. Finding you in his button up and you claimed he took home and nothing else, sipping wine on the couch while watching a movie. He is grinning and shrugging off his jacket and removing his tie. Ready to donate another shirt to your collect because, fuck, it looks good on you.
Max Phillips: He knew you took it. “It looks good on you, sweetheart.” He grins, lazily leaning across the threshold like he didn’t have permission to come in. “It’s gonna look better on the floor though.”
Oberyn: What shirt? You stole this man’s wrap thingy and when he showed back up that was all you had wrapped around his body. Which makes Oberyn smirk and motion for you to come over and sit on his lap. It’s very sensual to see a lover wearing something of his, so you have his full attention for the moment.
Dave York: He won’t admit that he likes you in his shirt. One of the ones he uses to go running in. Your gym bags got mixed up one day and he never said a words about the missing t-shirt. But surprising you at home one evening shows you wearing it with nothing but scraps of lace under. His eyes are dark, his brow ticked up with a small smirk on his face as he hands you the file that he had ‘forgotten’ to give you. Imagining you bent over your sofa and taking his cock as he tells you to enjoy your evening and he will see you in the morning.
Marcus Moreno: Marcus gave you the shirt. At least he purposefully left it over at your house when Missy stayed with her abuela. And he pretended to look for it just to see if you would give it back, very happy when you didn’t know what he was talking about. So when he comes over to surprise you with dinner, he’s ecstatic to find you in it. His hands are on you the second the food is put down. Hope you like your food cold.
Max Lord: Max absolutely loves seeing you in one of his shirts. His jaw drops and his eyes widen as he takes in the sight of you in one of his button up shirts. He had come over because he realized that he had left on of his reports over here the last time he stayed. But to find this.....well, he’s staying the night again.
Zach Wellison: To Zach his wash and aged soft t-shirt is more alluring than lingerie. He lights up when he comes over to fix a light that needs to be replaced and seeing you in his shift. He damn near swallowed his tongue and you just smiled at him, knowing exactly what you ere doing to him. It might the slowest that he’s ever replaced a light. It didn’t help that you were shimmying your hips to so music that you put on and he wired the damn thing wrong.
