#Ezra is a bit of a dick to him. He is a bit of a dick to Ezra. They have fun. They have arguments. They fight. They punch each other

[husband-steve-cortez]

I hate being one of those "oh my ocs have a mind of their own" people but it's true and it's so sad how much I want to fuck that old man but none of my muses will play ball. Also sucks that I'm a guy who only cares about his ocs.

[soyoujustginbringmeabirthdaygift]

she’s an extra, I’m your leading lady.

contains: male masturbation, mommy kink, p in v, sub! Matt, virgin!matt, dom!reader, names like (good boy, pretty, and mommy) edging, hair pulling, and overstimulation

it’s another day of school; I absolutely despise school. But I only like one thing, seeing Matt. Especially in his blue champion hoodie.

It was Tuesday 7:45 AM and I had to be at school by 8:30. I got out of bed and reached for my phone.

Wasn’t really surprised by Chris texting me “just talk to Matt already.” Honestly, it’s been a thing that Nick and Chris always shipped me and Matt, and it grew my love for him, so it didn’t bother me.

I put on flared jeans and a flower patterned top and brown boots. Vanilla cupcake body mist. And a nice necklace with hearts. I was feeling especially confident today that Matt would finally be interested in me.

“I look perfect.” I say while looking in the mirror.

I walk into my first class and see Matt and Nate sitting next to each other and just talking. As I walked past, I pretended to not look at him. He looked up as my inviting ambience flowed his way. “She smells amazing.”

He whispered to himself while his eyes traced every curve on my body.

I sit behind him in every class. I wasn’t going to even pay attention today, well only to Matt. I just loved how perfect he looks, smells, and- “Ezra! I’ve called on you 50 times! Pay attention young lady!” The class looked back at me and laughed but I didn’t care. I was just so lost looking at Matt. “Hey Ezzie!” My head turns; it was Anna. His ex, she mouthed the words “he’s, mine bitch.” I roll my eyes and groan.

After school I walk out of my class and see Chris waiting for me standing against a locker. “Hey, you want to come over after school? We’re having a housewarming party.”

One thing I noticed is that it seemed as if matt was saving his virginity for someone because it wasn't unusual to hear that he got his dick sucked or a hand job from someone. I wish I knew who it was.

Hopefully me.

And he was always with girls just or the fun of it, but it didn't make sense to me.

He's truly a nice guy. And I guess he didn't want to make any official with me because he was always with other girl. I always thought that he liked me a little bit. “Ezra, I took way too long cooking this meal for you to just sit there and play with it! “My mom yelped.

" Sorry, I just have a lot on my mind." I sighed. " Hurry and eat it so your mom can hush." My dad whispered playfully and laughed. I smirk. " So.... um I was wondering if i could go to the triplets' house today, they're having a house-warming party. “ i shoot up. My mom sucks through her teeth. " Well, we were going to have a picnic with your auntie cady. But....I suppose."

" Oh, thank you mama!" I get out of my seat and kiss her forehead, as well as my dad's. " Ok, Bye!" I say scurrying to get out of the house. " Wait! I didn't know you meant right now!" My mom yelled as I locked the door behind me.

TIME SKIP 1 HOUR LATER,

“Aye look who finally made it, Mr. Fucking Late like always. “Nick drags. "Aww shut up ya big baby." I flop down on the couch. "Ezzie! We just built that be gentle!” Chris says. “You'll be fine buddy boy.” I walk up to the kitchen. “Wow, this is ni-.

Matt walks in and leans against the counter looking around. “And the best decor!! Matt!!” Chris giggles and jumps on Matt. “You guys are so gay.” Nick scoffs. My phone starts ringing.

“Oh, sorry I got to take this. “I walk outside expecting my mom to scold me about the food I didn’t eat but…. My ex is literally calling me.

What.

The.

Fuck.

I walk to the backyard. “What could you possibly be fucking wanting from me you leech!” “Do you still like Matt you slut?” I go silent. I didn’t think anyone knew about it. I haven’t told anyone. “ANSWER ME BITCH!” I don’t respond but I start to cry and drop to my knees. I immediately hang up knowing what’s he’s capable of.

“Woah, Woah, Woah. What’s goin on?” Matt says while walking toward me “Ya, okay? What happened?” “M-My ex called me s-saying some bullshit, that’s all.” I say while wiping my tears off. Matt lifts my face up to his and says “Hey, hey, fuck him okay. He won’t do anything to hurt you okay?”

I nod. literally drenched. I didn’t hear a single word he said to me but the way he talked and touched me made me feel some way.

Chris and Nick were working on nailing something in the wall till they heard my cries, They Walk over “What happened?” They both say. “Nothing just some bullshit with a terrible guy.” Matt responds “I’ll kill em, I’ll fucking kill him whatever he did, he’s gone by tomorrow and I stand by that.” Nick states. “No, it’s fine you don’t have to do anything. I’m not going to let him take control of my life.” They all stare at me concerned but eventually they walked away.

As the party died down, I got more and more closer to Matt. And by the time it was 9:00 PM, we were suddenly those happy, cheerful kids we used to be. It feels really good connecting with him like this.

Nick and Chris headed to sleep, and I stayed over in Matt’s room for the night. “Hey, you want to head up to my room and watch a movie.” Matt struggles to get out “Uh…. Sure!” I speak

We walk up to his room, and I put on one of his baggy shirts and got in his bed. we watch one of their YouTube videos and some TikTok's before we watch the movie.

As soon as he turned on the movie, we fell asleep. Well, I guess I was the only one asleep. “Mm… ugh. fuck Ezzie...” Matt whined.

Matt slowly humped into a pillow. Half asleep. Still half asleep I rub my blurry eyes and see a silhouette of Matt’s hips rocking back in forth into a pillow. I quietly gasped, but I held my mouth and tried to keep watch.

I was absolutely astonished, I mean I knew he liked me for a while, but my hope started to die down, but now that this happened, I was so ready to fuck the shit out of him. I flipped him on his back. I sat there and just starred at the huge bratwurst in front of me. It made me nervous, like I almost didnt know what to do, But I did.

And I started to stroke him. “Ahh…Mm hm.” Matt’s face started to scrunch up. His pathetic moans started to grow louder. I covered his mouth due to everyone in the house being asleep and not wanting to wake them up. “Ahh fuck!” His eyes open up and he cums at the same time. “Oh my god! Ezra!” His voice high pitched and embarrassed. Starting to come down from his high, he stared into my lustful eyes with confusion and embarrassment. Making his face turn red. He started to cover his face. Wanting to comfort him I say, “You're fine baby.” Matts eyes strike up at me with confusion “Baby? What are we?” Matt nervously scratches the back of his neck. “It seems like a relationship when you’re moaning my name in your sleep.” I say a bit pissed off.

“Sorry I just didn’t want any drama with you and all the other people I’ve hooked up with, especially with Anna.” Matt states “It’s fine but quick question, can we- “Matt cuts me off with a hungry kiss. I palm his clothed erection. He moans and shakes into the kiss.

“ p-please.” Matt moans. I slowly climb on top of him and take off his pants and boxers. His cock immediately hits his stomach; he hisses from the cold air hitting his tip. “So sensitive.” I start to tease and rub his rose red tip. “Mhm!” He mewled. “I-I want to have me in y-your mouth please.” Matt pleas, “Oh I was going to do way more than that.” I start to strip and crawl back onto his lap. I grind against his dick and then hover over and line him up with my entrance.

“Wait!” Matt yelled “I’m a virgin...” Matt sighs “It’s okay if you don’t want to do this.” “No... I-it’s fine, I’ve kind of wanted to do it with you.” I sat there for a minute before I started moving, I always wanted to hear him say something like that, I slowly start to ride him “Auh fuck Ezra. So tight” Matt groans. “Mm Matt, you’re so big.” I whimpered.

I was going so slowly but it still felt perfect. The vibe. Him. Everything, I stared into his eyes so in love. This feels like a dream. I would've never thought this would've happened. " Please..." Matt whispered. " Please what baby." he blushed. Afraid to ask me anything. I tug on his hair, " Tell me what you want," He moaned loudly. now out of breath, he responds " Please go faster.... m-mommy" He whimpered.

I moaned in response to him calling me mommy. I pull him into another kiss. We groan in sync. I pick up my pace. I tug onto his hair even more. " Fuck! It f-feels so good ma." He moans even louder.

I whisper into his ear, " You're being such a good boy for me, but I need you to quiet down for me." I purposely drag my bottom lip to touch his ear his body shudders. " Go faster please! please! I'm gonna come soon." He voice cracked.

I pick up my pace even more. His bed starts to creak. " O-Oh my god! You're such a good boy. You're so pretty." I rant breathless. I lift up my head from his neck, I push his hair back. " So pretty." I pant. He throws his head back in pleasure. " Oh! Please I need to cum, can I cum mama?" He pleads.

" Not yet baby. Give me a couple more minutes."

" I-I don't think I can." He sobbed. I go even faster and cover his mouth. His muffled screams of pleasure almost get so loud my hand doesn't do anything.

I give up and choke him. He gurgles. " A-Ah E-" He coughs. I watch his face as his eyes roll back into his head and his back arches off the bed. He explodes into the condom and grips onto my hips so tight, they start to bruise.

I release my hands around his throat. He silently cries my name as he cums. " I-I'm so sorry mama, I-I couldn't hold it. Wait-. " He gasps as he realizes I didn't stop.

I tug onto his hair and kiss him hungerful trying to reach my high. I start panting uncontrollably. " O-Oh my g-god. I'm coming Matt!" I scream into his neck. Matts face looks like he's being exorcised, His hair messy, drooling from his mouth, eyes back in his head. the sounds coming from his mouth is inaudible gibberish and whimpers.

He cums again and the condom breaks, He screamed " Fuck Ezra!" I feel his seed shoot inside me. I laugh uncontrollably, " Fuck, you're so loud. Were definitely going to be in trouble." I giggle.

He laughs with me until he realizes, the condom broke.

"W-Wait, the condom broke." He says fearfully. " You're good, I'm on birth control. " I smile at him. He smiles back and kisses my forehead.

Two sets of footsteps approach the door. Chris and Nick sigh at the sight of us. " Ok sorry not fucking sorry. But its 3 goddamn AM. Nick expresses. " Sorry Romeo and fucking Juliet here." Chris says. " So please shut the hell up and fuck somewhere else next time. 'Kay?" Chris and Nick say in unison and slam the door.

I laugh. " I guess we really pissed them off, huh?" I questioned.

" Yeah, definitely." Matt smiles at me. I pull his cock out of my heat and lie beside him.

" I hope this isn't too early, but I think I love you." Matt says staring at me in awe. " I think I might just love you too." I say while caressing his cheek and putting our foreheads together.

[cuntyhunty22]

The man.

Summary : you go to a college party wanting to forget about your ex and you find the man to do so.

Content warnings : explicit content. Unprotected p in v , oral (f receiving ) , fingering , language , light choking , biting , cream pie.

Pairing : Ezra x reader

This is my contribution to @mushgloomz ppcu writing challenge. I got Ezra , trope : one night stand - loud and delicious

This is filthy so here we go ✨

(Listen to the tik tok to understand what went through my little brain )

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You always somehow end up in the craziest situations. You were invited by your roommate to a party for some guys she knew who happened to strike big in space. This whole concept of other planets existing to you is still absolutely wild. It was until your college roommate was a space science major and you began to be intrigued. You loved hearing about their theories and some of their adventures. To know life exists outside earth the planet you have always known really pulled you in.. not to mention some of these guys are super hot. What's better than being smart and being hot.

The music is blaring as you are walking through the house. most of them you recognize from campus.. but some you don't.. some are older.

"Hey.. who's he?" You ask your friend as you point to the man in the corner talking to some of the others.

"Which one" she ask.

Big brown eyes. Little bit of blonde in his hair.

Oh that's Ezra... he's what you call a veteran in what they do.. been to space tons of times... he takes the young guys in teaches them what he knows. Also kind of a dick.. but he's very good at what he does. I also heard he's killed people.."

You stare at him. Watching him talk, the confidence that oozes through him. You don't even know this man but yet you want to. He intrigues you in a way. He makes his rounds talking to everyone as you keep yourself in a corner observing him.

Your roommate grabs your arm, looking at you like she has something to say.

"Hey so don't wanna ruin your vibe but I'm pretty sure your ex is here"

You look at your roommate. Panicked in a way.. and as that happened Ezra was about two feet away from you.

"Evening ladies how are we."

His accent thick. Makes him even more attractive. Big brown puppy dog eyes. Prominent jaw and nose.

You say nothing.

"Well we are getting drunk.. and she is avoiding her shitty ex."

Your roommate pushes you towards Ezra.

He looks you up and down. A smirk came across his face.

"What's a pretty little thing like you worried about huh.? You could have any man in here.. do I know him? I'm sure I do.. and lemme let you in on a secret.. most of the "boys" in here ain't shit baby.. you need a man."

You look at him, smirk on your face. You down of what's left in your cup.

"Ezra right?"

Ezra cocks his head because he didn't mention his name.

"Yes ma'am and how do you know that..?"

"Well ya see Ezra.. you say I need a man right.. well I'm the type of woman if I see something I like.. I get it.. and I just happened to spot something I like and I needed to know his name."

"Is that so.?"

"It is ezra.. so I think we should go somewhere to talk maybe enlighten me on what I need from a man."

You close the distance between the two of you, now face to face you could feel his breath on you as he brushes your hair off your shoulder exposing it as he traces your jaw line down your neck making you shiver.

"Follow me."

Ezra grabs your hand leading you through the people. Your roommate laughing in the corner you left her in. Ezra leads you down the hallway to a bedroom as he shuts the door behind him.

As soon as the door was closed, Ezra grabbed your hips slamming you up against the wall, his lips kissing your jaw down your neck finding every single sensitive spot. His hands slide under your skirt. His big mature manly hands. Hands that's know how to handle a woman.

"So your ex..he go to school here?"

Ezra moves his hand between finding your little lace panties you wore tonight.

He traces the outline, barely touching you but all at the same time he's all you can feel. You let out a little moan as he grazes your clit still covered by your panties.

"Yeah- ah.. he goes here. In the space program."

"Ah okay.. so you came here to make him jealous.. or.."

Ezra trails off his lips back to your neck as he slips his fingers inside your panties, his fingers slinging up and down you slick really getting a feel of you.

"He's an idiot to not be with you if you get this wet for him.. Jesus Christ already soaking my fingers baby."

You couldn't contain your self the moan you let out of your mouth was ungodly. Never in your life have you been touched like this. Ezra hooks your panties with your fingers pulling them off of you. He pulls away putting your panties Into his book back.

"I'm keeping those."

Ezra grabs your face hungry kisses as he picks you up throwing you on to the bed. You pull off his shirt. He gets up taking off his pants, then pulling off your skirt. Ezra's hands trail your body slipping under the little lace tank top you had on. Pulling it off of you, now you lay naked under him.

"Look at you, you little gorgeous thing. So tell me.. did he make you cum.. and I mean really make you cum?"

His velvety accent makes the words even more filthy.

You look at him. How hard he is, how big.. Lust filled eyes. Your core on fire. You swear you are already leaving a puddle on this bed. You simply shake your head no, and that's all he needed to know. Ezra climbs to you, kissing every part. Making you feel wanted, Desired as a man should.

His lips down your stomach, inching lower and lower and lower till he hovers looking at your cunt dripping for him.

"God baby, I just know you are delicious.."

One long hard swipe of his tongue, has you shaking under him. He does this over and over and over. really making you weak.

Ezra puts your legs over his shoulders, his arms interlinked around your legs pinning you there so you couldn't move. Once he has you pinned he finds your clit pressing his tongue over it swirling in every direction, the shaking of your body lets him know where you were and what he needed to do.. he removes one arm, sliding two fingers in at the same time he sucks on your clit. The overwhelming sensation has you screaming, your orgasm hitting, pulsating you gush all over Ezra's mustache. He peeks up at you smiling.

There's a bang on the door. You both ignore it as he flips you over on all fours. His hips lining up with your entrance he thrust himself into you.

"Fuck your squeezing me already baby, so fucking tight, so fucking good."

Ezra grabs a hand full of your hair wrapping it around his hand pulling you back to look at him as he thrusts deeper and harder at a fast pace. Each slam of his cock into you making you scream. This was rough, dominant.

"Yes baby.. good girl.. taking this big cock so well.. good fucking girl.. "

"Ezra" you scream.

Your spine feels like it could snap in half, your core on fire squeezing around Ezra. Screams of pleasure keep escaping your mouth. The slam of the bed against the wall. It was everything you needed.

Another pound on the door.

"I think we got an audience baby.."

Ezra reaches around to rub your clit, as his other arm holds your body against his.

"Give them something to hear, those pretty little whimpers, that scream when you cum on my cock... give it to em.."

It's not like you needed to be told to be loud.. because apparently you already were.. but him saying this.. it was like a command.

He circles your bud, in and out he slams deep and harder, each time you squeeze around him your cunt practically begging for a release.

Your screams fill the air, the sounds of skin slapping against one another. It was like an out of body experience. How Ezra just consumes you.

"That's it baby, I feel you"

Ezra's teeth grazing in the sensitive crook of your neck making your legs shake as he holds you so you can't move. He does this again, this time more or less biting that little spot. You scream as your core gets hot, your body shaking, you were so very very very close to being put over the edge. Ezra stops for a moment, when he does you can feel everything. How he stretches you, how he fills you, how hard he is inside you.

"You feel that baby, hmm, feels good don't it, that's what a man is supposed to feel like. This is what you deserve. Now I want you to cum for me."

Ezra slides his cock about halfway out just so he can slam in back in deep and hard, he repeats this before he completely switches his rhythm to fast , hard and completely wrecking you.

"Fuck - fuck - yes I'm -"

Ezra grunts above you as he wraps his hand around your throat applying enough pressure that you see stars.

"I know baby, I know, let go. I got you."

It hits you all at once , you see stars everywhere, you Whole body limp. You want to collapse but he holds you there. Ezra still inside you, he thrusts in and out gently. You feel your juices down your leg.

"Good girl, feels good didn't it.?"

"Mhmm" you whimper as it's the only thing you could get out, as now you feel another climax building and you didn't even think that was possible.

"She's a greedy little thing if you give her what's she needs."

Ezra goes back to that spot on your neck, instead of biting it this time it was just lightly grazing of his teeth followed by a kiss. You clinch and clinch and clinch on him, like you just needed more and he was happy to do that.

*another pound on the door

"Fuck off I'm busy." Ezra yells.

He slams into your cunt hard, deeper than he has been.

" fuck oh shit.. oh shit.." he groans. " you feel so fucking good, I'm gonna fill you up.. that sound good?"

"Yes"

He pinches your nipple. Your climax right on edge. His grip on you tightens, as he twitches inside three hard thrusts you are shaking as his hot release fills you. You both fall back to regain your breath.

*knock

"Fuck I guess I'll see what they need."

Ezra throws his pants back on, he walks to open the door.

"Yeah?"

Your ex stands at the door.

"You just fucked my girlfriend."

Ezra chuckles.

"Ex girlfriend, and she was delicious I can still taste her on my lips..."

Your ex stands there frozen.

"Oh and by the way sorry you had to hear how loud she was when she came all over my cock."

Ezra shuts the door.

You stayed the night with him, but when you woke he was gone. All he left was a note.

-left earlier than planned, will be in space for a unknown amount of time. Glad I got to spend my last night on earth with you. Never settle for less than you deserve.

- Ezra

[riversaremeanttobefollowed]

Okay so this is all set in my jewish batman universe where Bruce is also raised by the Kanes and is a practicing jew. He's still batman of course, but has a better support system than just Alfred (although if I remember correctly, originally Alfred joined the batfam after Dick, but in this verse Alfred is here from the beginning). Ezra is mizrahi jewish from his mother and ashkenazi from his father. Ezra's father died when he was young after they moved to Gotham, also murdered. Ezra and Bruce met at temple as teenagers a little before Bruce went off to boarding school. They hit it off and were good friends, but lost contact after Bruce went on his batman training montage. Its when Bruce returns and they hold a gala celebrating him that he meets Ezra again. They start up a romance, but since it's still pretty rocky to be gay in public at this time they keep it a secret. Ezra isn't out to his family either, and Bruce also doesn't really say anything to his family. Ezra's maternal family is all like John Constantine with their abilities within the occult and are consultants basically. Ezra has already joined the family business, which is an open secret within the jewish community within Gotham. I like to think that a lot of bubbled of jewish people know about the occult stuff that happens within the dc universe before it starts to become public knowledge. So Bruce already knew and found out more after he returned with his Batman paranoia. Ezra then finds out about the Batman stuff after Bruce needs his help on a case, so they work together when their cases overlap. Then Dick joins Bruce's family and him and Ezra get along like a house on fire, but Dick is obviously still the angry Robin due to the death of his family and mishandling of his parents case and the fact that he was in juvie for no reason other than the fact that they had no room for him in an orphanage before getting taken in by Bruce. Eventually after Dick has been with Bruce for a year, and Bruce and Ezra have been together for awhile now (multiple years, but it was never agreed explicitly that they were exclusive, but It was sort of implied, but they never called each other boyfriends and though they never saw anyone else). I need to figure out the years still, but Bruce then proposes to Ezra since he's rich and they can get married anywhere, but Ezra rejects him (for many reasons, but mostly because he's scared). He blows up a bit at Bruce and then leaves Gotham entirely. Bruce is devastated (but also he never asked if that's where they were going anyways, they have never talked about their relationship, so also on him for not communicating even if Ezra definitely would have wanted this if he wasn't so scared though). Years go by, Dick doesn't know why Ezra and Bruce weren't together anymore (he knew since he walked in on them kissing once and was talked to by Bruce), but thinks Bruce was the one at fault. but one day after the Justice League has been running for years at this point, Ezra is brought on a case by John Constanine, and it's obvious that Batman and Nightwing know him (Nightwing never told his siblings about Ezra and I don't think most of them know Bruce is bi) since Nightwing basically jumps him with a hug. There is tension, but Ezra and Bruce talk during the mission at one point when they are alone with Ezra telling him that he misses Bruce and that he would like to try again, and Bruce apologizes to Ezra for not talking to him ahead of time. (also Kate is Batwoman at this point and has come out to their family and gay marriage is legalized at this point) They agree to try again as friends since Ezra is returning home.

[beefrobeefcal]

The Mouse Turned Little Bird feat. Frankie Morales, Ezra & f!reader

Summary: The lead up to dinner was stressful - but are you ready to take it further? Part 3 of There are Other Fish in the Sea

Pairing: Frankie, Ezra & Mouse | Rating: Explicit 18+ (MDNI) | Word Count: 2,052

Content Warnings: Kissing, mentions of food, overcooked salmon, unseasoned quinoa, wine, playing hooky from work, deep thoughts, deep feelings, Ezra being a patient wonderful human being, Ezra also has two arms (sorry for not mentioning that previously)

Author's Notes: Mouse is trying, y'all... she really wants to move on and get better, but as we all know, healing isn't linear.

Thank you to @strang3lov3 and @noxturnalpascal for brainstorming this with me, and to @bitchesuntitled, @mothandpidgeon and @neverwheremoonchildfor their eyes and love.

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You couldn’t sleep. 

Despite the initial joy you got from rebuffing Frankie and getting a yes from Ezra, you weren’t able to settle. The day’s events, while not enough to move mountains, had moved you a little farther on your path to…

Fuck.

You had no idea where this path was leading you or if there even was a path. Maybe you were lumbering through dense forest towards a chasm, or wandering aimlessly through a desert. Or maybe there was a path, but it was the wrong one and you were trudging to certain doom and not self discovery. 

The room was so quiet as you laid back and blinked in the dark, thoughts and worries swirling in your head as your heartbeat thrummed loudly in your ears. You felt guilty on top of the uncertainty. The guilt gnawed at you; Benny had opened up his home and put the relationship with his brother and his best friends below you and you felt that there was nothing you could do to repay him or even let him know how much you appreciated it. 

But there was something else, under that guilt, picking away the last bit of shrunken-in-the-night confidence you had left - regret.

Regret for denying Frankie the chance to show you he was a better man now and regret for perhaps moving on to Ezra too soon. What if Frankie was truly sorry? What if Ezra was no better? What if you still loved Frankie and you could never love Ezra?

Why the fuck am I thinking about loving Ezra? I wonder how big his dick is.

Your face skewed in shock at yourself. 

“I didn’t mean that.”, you hissed out in urgency, as if that would atone for the alleged sin of thinking about Ezra’s manhood. You paused, waiting to see if someone would answer then you furrowed your brow.

“Who the fuck am I talking to?”

*****

You’d taken a sick day since you got so little sleep, opting to stay in bed and mull over the irony of a sick day while you had a work-from-home job. After texting Benny to let him know, you tossed your phone down and rolled over.

There was a knock at your door, then it opened and cats came in, wailing their morning song, followed by Benny carrying two cups of coffee.

“So you’re moping.”

“M’not moping.”, you groaned into your pillow.

“Hey, man - I am all for taking advantage of sick days, but you’re not sick. You’re moping.”

Benny places the coffee cups on your bedside table and sat on the end of the bed, then laid back, his head on your blanketed calf.

You shifted your leg in irritation and huffed, and he in turn grabbed your ankle from under the blanket and tugged gently.

“Tell me again why I should go away and abandon you for a weekend?”

“Benny…”, you sighed.

“Just say the word, Mouse. I’ll stay.”

You said nothing because you knew your silence was enough of an answer.

You both laid there quietly for a period of time, the cats both joining you on the bed, and you were just about to lull off to the sound of Bagels purring as he rolled up in the crook of your neck when Benny spoke, the shit eating grin on his face apparent in his tone. 

“You’ve got a fuckin’ date tonight.”

*****

Benny left for work, taking his packed bag with him and said he would see you Sunday night, and you spent the day tidying up the apartment. Grocery shopping 2.0 was far more successful and you got the items you needed for making dinner.

You knew Ezra was not a vegan or vegetarian - based on his declared love of trying exotic meats on his travels, and you knew he did not like mashed potatoes, given the face he made when another patron at the bistro mentioned them and he responded with, “Solanum tuberosum was meant for roasting and nothing else, friend, Saying otherwise is an affront to nature herself.”

The memory made you smile, recalling how Ezra smirked and winked at you after you googled what a slolanim toobera som was and mouthed Potato? at him.

*****

You buzzed Ezra up to the apartment and nervously fixed your dress. You heard his footsteps in the hallway and preemptively opened the door. His hand was up, ready to knock, and his eyebrows were raised. You both look at each other, nervous excitement charged between you.

“You are an eager host, little bird.”

Even though you forgot the salt in the quinoa and the salmon was over cooked, Ezra never let on that there was anything wrong. He talked at length about him and his life, and repeatedly gave you the chance to step in and share, which you did albeit cautiously. His eyes never carried judgment - just curiosity, like the kind you might find in the eyes of someone trying to solve a riddle. And he didn’t prod too deeply, but  rewarded you with his smile when you did share.

“Any more family beyond Benny?”, he queried as he took a bite of very well done salmon.

“Benny has a brother, but he and I are… we’re not close.”

Ezra nods. “I, too, have family that I find associating with beyond my mother’s annual yule note to be grating.” He took a sip of wine. “Which is why I firmly believe in the family you make.”

You nodded and watched him. You wanted to know why he took such an interest with you. You’d wondered aloud to Benny once, asking if certain people were drawn to broken things and if so, was it because they wanted to take advantage of someone in a vulnerable state. Benny had smiled and responded with, “Some people are just tinkerers and want to help fix broken things.”

Benny’s words had reminded you of Frankie and his innate need to pull apart engines and electronics and rebuild them in a way he thought was better - like he wanted to control the make-up of the things around him and make them work better for him. Maybe even you fell under that banner.

Ezra didn’t seem like that. Less concerned with control, he was more of a poet: he watched and observed and made commentary. He seemed to be more along the lines of ‘let the pieces fall where they may’ and that is what drew you to him. But what was it about you?

“How long have you lived with Ben - “

“What’s the catch?”

He raised his brows at you and put his wine glass down, huffing a chuckle. “Catch?”

You nodded, grinning slightly and leaning in. “You said yes to coming for dinner after I left you in a panic. I’m just curious.”

He sucked his teeth a bit and sat back, crossing his arms. 

“You looked lost when you darkened my doorway the first time.” Looking you over, he seemed to be contemplating how to answer. “You seemed to find yourself a little more each time you sat across the bartop from me. And the more I saw of that little bird, the more I wanted to know why she could not fly.”

Your question was answered.

*****

After the table was cleared, you stood in front of the kitchen sink, rinsing the dishes before loading them into the dishwasher.

“Mouse.”, he murmured softly.

You looked up at him, but he wasn’t looking at you. He was looking at a picture on the fridge - the one that was torn in half, its partner probably thrown out or burned. It was you and Benny from a few years ago, both wearing shirts with your names crudely spray painted across them. The other side of the picture that held Will, Santi, Hannah and Frankie was left behind in your old home.

Ezra kept his eyes trained on you in the photo, leaning in, and his index finger gently grazed the torn, ragged edge. You swallowed, wondering if his mind was trying to imagine what the missing piece held that rendered it unwanted, and solve another riddle you had set out for him. The longer he stayed quiet, the more fidgety and anxious you felt.

“I assumed Mouse was a pet name reserved only for those in your inner circle.”, he mused softly, taking one last look at the photo before turning to you with a lopsided smile. “You prefer Mouse or…”

You let go of the breath you were holding with a nod, relief washing over you. You moved toward him in a few small, slow steps. “Uh - Mouse was a nickname from when I was a kid that stuck. I- uh, didn’t really have a say. I… I kinda like Little Bird - but you can call me Mouse. Whatever you want.”

The nervous, forced titter of a laugh that you ended with made his eyes soften. Ezra nodded, turning his body towards you. He grinned, giving you a flash of his gold tooth. “Then I dub thee Little Bird.”

****

“... and I made Benny swear that he’d go to his grave with it, but I’m sure my mom knew something was up - how could she not?”

Ezra’s eyes creased as he laughed. “You are as devious as you are beautiful.”

As you sat on the couch, turned towards one another, both nursing a second glass of red wine. God, you wanted to kiss him. That freckle on his neck, the dimple on his cheek… you imagined kissing him and running your tongue over the golden tooth in his mouth. His fingers played the sleeve of your shirt and his eyes softened and darted to your lips and back up.  His jaw ticked as if he were weighing his options and deciding on his next move, seemingly thinking the same thing as you were.

“A conundrum you are, Little Bird.” His voice was so soft, yet it held so much power. “Sublime, soft, sweet, vexxed - but wounded.”

Your face heated up and you looked down at your glass of wine, clutched in your hand. You mulled over how much to share with him; you didn’t want to scare Ezra away, but you felt he deserved to know at least something about where you had come from.

“The last guy I was with… He and I had- well, we ended things at a low point… badly.”

He shook his head, hushing you. “You don’t have to tell me if you’re - “

“He had issues and I couldn’t- didn’t help. Communication was not his strong suit and eventually, it felt like I didn’t know him anymore. And… he hurt- we hurt each other. A lot. And he cheated on me.”

Raising your gaze, you looked at him, cautiously, waiting for the fallout. Instead you met with Ezra leaning in, taking your wine glass and putting it aside, and pressing a soft kiss to your lips. He lingered there for a moment. As he moved to pull away your hand came up to his face, silently begging him to not stop. He pushed in further, running his tongue along your bottom lip, and you opened your mouth. It was nothing like you imagined; for the last six years, you’d only ever kissed Frankie and his kiss was dominant and forceful, like a freight train. Ezra though - his unfolded like a slow, enchanting dance. There was nothing rushed and you felt as though you were falling hard for him.

It was too soon. Too fast. You barely knew him outside of the almost two months you’d spent sitting at the bar and tonight’s dinner. Your mind began to panic, racing with the thought of Frankie’s crestfallen face as you rejected him and now you were kissing another man so soon after.

You parted from him, clenching your eyes and you rested your forehead against his. His large hand held your jaw, his thumb soothing over your cheek and murmured, “Little Bird…”

Sitting back, you felt foolish and vulnerable, but you forced yourself to speak.

"I... I don't think I'm ready. Ezra, I - I'm sorry." He took your hand in his and rubbed his thumb along the grooves in your palm. 

"You'll take flight again, Little Bird. And when you're ready, I'll be there to help open your cage."

Oh fuck me. 

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[opheliathebluelantern]

Star wars and DC comics crossover

So for may the fourth i had a little ideas to mix my favorite characters of each fandom and to see how they will interact. So i noted my fifteen faves of each on little papers and i draw them randomly, now the duos and how i see their interection:

Mia Dearden and Crosshair, they already have one similitude they have a distance weapon. Crosshair has a story with brainwashing and trying to be better so they could work together for a mission. But i can't see something more than that.

Cissie King Jones and Ahsoka Tano i think they coulb be friend, i have more the clone wars period for ahsoka and yj98 for cissie. The sass coulb be interesting between the two.

Connor Hawke and Luke Skywalker power duo in perspective, like between connor martiial art training and luke as a jedi. The parallel of the legacy of their father could be sweet to explore.

Donna Troy and Obi Wan Kenobi oh the tragedy like they lost so much but they keep going. The two number one of my faves together sweet.

Roy Harper and Ezra Bridger, roy could be a good mentor for Ezra in season 1 or after the death of Kanan or just to have somebody to rely on.

Oliver Queen and Poe Dameron they would to fight facist in space and on earth like poe is the rebel and oliver would unterstand and would want to help, they could be really great together.

Guy Gardner and Han Solo the banter would be perfect, i want them together to fight people and rescue somebody. I would totally read an adventures between the two, like for real

Kyle Rayner and Anakin Skywalker the two space jesus together the parrellel between them could be interesting in term of Anakin lose himself to save the people he love and Kyle has the power to save them but can't it's perfect

Koriand'r and Sabine Wren they are fighter, they are compassionate, they could totally be bestie and more. And like Sabine love the colour orange, she love art and Kory is beautiful inside and outside, it's a beautiful relationship.

Hal Jordan and Padme Amidala i can totally imagine if the star wars galy had green lantern, they send hal to protect Padme before a peace mission. I think they could be friends but like during the mission Hal will have to contend with Padme and her handmaidens.

Jason Todd and Maul two people dead who came back and discovered that their death did nothing. Their villains arcs are pretty different Jason is calculated Maul is just angry and chaotic, i don't think they will work together but it will be entertaining.

Dick Grayson and Leia Organa they are pretty similar in how they will always continue to fight. They are character that continue to live in the heart of many. They could really be friend and trusting each other.

Bart Allen and Hera Syndulla the mother of the ghost crew discover Bart and want to protect him, i think it would be cool to see this, i would love to see this because Bart is a little bit like Ezra and Sabine so Hera will known how to adapt. It could be cute.

Stephanie Brown and Bo Katan Kryze i think the dynamic could be a lot with a mix of how Steph see Barbara and Cassandra. Bo Katan is a warrior, she's extremly competent, they would work well together.

Dinah Lance and Asajj Ventress giving another ex assasin to Dinah challenge no but seriously Asajj has evolved to be bounty huntress but her story is pretty interesting to have Dinah work with her. Make Asajj a BOP member maybe, it could work.

So it's done maybe i could do ther things like this with other fandom, it's pretty fun. Wich duo is the more interesting ? And if you have other ideas of how they could work together come to me.

My other fandoms if you want one of these : PJO, Tolkien world, ASOIAF or with history figures.

[magpiepills]

Code Duello

Rating: EXPLICIT 18+ MDNI

Pairing: Ezra x Marcus Moreno

Word count: 900

Summary: Marcus and Ezra find themselves in a standoff!

Warnings: SMUT! Frottage, grinding, big dicks, bigger dicks, foreskin, cum play, hand jobs, m/m, weapons.

A word from the author: This is a repost. This shortie is the result of a post asking what would happen if your tumblr pfp met your discord pfp. At the time my discord was just a close up of a glaringly well-defined bulge and I decided that maybe it was Marcus.

The two men are locked in a standoff. A tense moment, neither man wants to make a move, but when Ezra goes for his thrower, the other man charges him and disarms him. They grapple, but Ezra eventually winds up on top of his opponent, straddling his hips and breathing hard, he holds the other man’s wrists in one hand while he uses the other to aim his recovered pistol.

Marcus winces, waiting for the blast, and as he struggles in Ezra’s grip, he rocks his hips against Ezra’s ass.

Ezra feels the way Marcus moves and though he doesn’t say anything, a tiny bulb lights up in the back of his mind.

Marcus doesn’t take his eyes off the gun that is pointed directly at him, but behind it he can see Ezra’s snarl soften into a dark smirk. Sees the way his head tips down as he adjusts his stance and tilts his hips just a tiny bit, a fraction of a degree to better feel the way Marcus’s now hard cock is pressed against his ass. It’s a risk, but risks are all that Marcus has left, so he plants his feet and lifts his hips, biting his bottom lip. He forces himself to look away from the gleaming rail gun to stare back at Ezra.

“Is this how you make a deal? You wait until you’ve been bested and then you play the trollop? You think a little simpering will win you my mercy?” Ezra chuckles and sighs. “You are a lamentable man.”

Marcus is silent save his heavy breaths and, he is certain, the pounding of his heart.

Ezra tightens his grip on Marcus’s thick wrists and slides his hips back to grind against the doomed man’s cock. Ezra is hard in his suit, straining against his tight undershorts, weeping from his slit, throbbing for want of contact.

Both men groan.

“No. No, I think you just know when you’ve been had. You’re a smart man, Marcus. And I think your dying wish is to get your ass filled by the biggest cock in the system. Marcus you are in luck, because you have been fortunate enough to find the biggest cock, but I’m sorry to say I don’t grant wishes. I just know a whore when I see one. So what I am going to do for you is admittedly more out of my own need for relief than for yours so don’t think you’ve got this all parsed out.”

Marcus could only blink and stammer, unsure of exactly what Ezra was telling him.

Ezra rocked his hips, settling himself on the saddle of Marcus’s own. He slid back, giving himself access to roughly unzip the fly of the defeated’s suit. His cruel, smiling eyes never left Marcus’s face as he reached in to free his cock.

“Marcus, if I didn’t know better, I’d say you liked sparring better than you let on.”

“You’re not immune.” It was risky to backtalk the man who was pointing a gun at you, but Marcus had felt Ezra growing steadily harder against his groin, thick and heavy, grinding into him softly as he held his cock in his rough hands.

“No, I don’t suppose I am.” Ezra’s voice was a little softer, more glowing ember than raging fire as his gave flicked from Marcus’s eyes to his full lips, parted in a pout.

Without another word, Ezra opened his own suit, stroking himself, rolling his palm over the weeping head before sliding it against Marcus’s length. He admired the similarities in their size, the way their foreskins slipped against each other, the rare reprieve from brutality. He could have gotten lost in it, but reality suddenly snapped him back, This is your foe.

Refocused, Ezra released both turgid members and aimed his rail gun with both hands. “Hold ‘em. Just like I was. Both hands.”

Marcus’s hands shook and he reached to hold them in his warm, smooth grip. He looked at the gun, at Ezra’s dark, glazed eyes, at their cocks, flushed and smeared with their combined precum. He circled his hands around them, and Ezra began to thrust into his hands, against the other man’s cock.

For the first time, Ezra was silent. No sounds but their heavy breaths and the soft sounds of skin on skin. Marcus adjusted his own pace slightly, pushing forward on Ezra’s withdrawal, pulling back on Ezra’s thrust. He whined, arched, drew close to his release. He wondered if it would be better to come first or last. As if reading his mind, Ezra answered, breathless, wrecked. “Together.” Marcus nodded, doubling down on his efforts, flexing his fingers around them, and daring to look right into the dark eyes above him.

Ezra’s head dropped, exhaling harshly as his milky cum mixed with Marcuses, painting Marcus’s stomach, landing messily on his tight black tshirt.

As if released from a spell, Ezra sat back on the ground, shoulders loose and relaxed, mind empty. Marcus propped himself up on his elbows, surveying the mess that had been made of him. Neither spoke for a comfortable few moments, until Ezra sighed wearily, leaning up to lazily smear an upper case E before dragging his hand down Marcus’s thigh, patting it gently.

He spoke, voice regretful. “I’m going to give you a ten minute head start, Marcus. Don’t let me catch you again. It won’t end like this a second time.”

[ebxx456]

Daddy’s little girl part 2

(part one here^)

Same warnings apply

This one is going to have a lot more plot to it as I really enjoy writing it. Sorry if that’s not your thing. I promise there will still be smutty filth though. If you just want the smutty bit it is at the end bit fyi.

Also your mothers name is Claire and your fathers is Joseph.

Angry. You went straight to your closet. If you weren’t desperate earlier then god knows what you are now.

You were so close to your fantasy. His dick was literally in your hand. But no he turned you away. He got you all riled up and then took that release away from you.

You weren’t a needy girl. You’d never begged for something a day in your life. Until today.

So now you knew he had to pay. Call you childish? But you were just that angry.

Yet there was nothing you could do. Or was there?

You decided to make it your mission to make him beg for you. To be on his knees in despair.

You pulled out the best dress you had. It was black, and low at the front. Not too short but it hugged your figure as though it were spandex.

(I imagine something like that^)

You were a confident girl on the outside. You wore skimpy outfits and didn’t hide your body. But every girl in the world is insecure. You can always be thinner. Look better.

However a girl can never let a man see their insecurities, oh no, you have to be confident, sexy, gorgeous.

You knew your father would go absolutely crazy at the sight of your very tight dress and see through tights. And hopefully your daddy would go crazy too. But not in the same way obviously.

You wanted him to need you. Just like you needed him.

You curled your hair in a soft blowout style and did your makeup to accentuate your features. Especially your eyes. You wanted to achieve the perfect doe eyes that would have any man crumbing. You already had sex eyes according to Maya, ones of a perfect porn star. Yet you just had to make them even more lustful.

And you achieved that. Your lips so soft and juicy as you coated them in your favourite lip liner and a shimmery Kiko lip gloss.

Then you decorated the outfit by adding a gold necklace and matching hoops on your ears.

You looked perfect.

I felt bad for the way I practically kicked the girl out of my room. But I couldn’t fight away the temptations around her. Heck I already gave in.

I managed to put a stop to it, but not before she had her hand wrapped around my cock. Fuck I was going to get hard again just by thinking about it.

Why was the girl getting to me so much?

She’s my best friends daughter, it’s so wrong.

But if it’s so wrong then why did it feel so right?

Maybe I was just going crazy since the divorce. Being cheated on does things to a person. Like I told the girl, we weren’t in love anymore, but it still hurts.

Maybe it’s just the fact that I haven’t had sex in a year. Not having sex does things to a person too. But then she hadn’t had sex with anyone.

She was a prized possession. I wanted to be the first one to claim her. To make her feel good. To make her mine and only mine.

Stop.

As you made your way back down the stairs you were greeted by your mother.

“Oh you look gorgeous y/n.”

“Thank you mommy, you look beautiful too.�� You replied as you hugged the woman that natured you. You began to realise the repercussions of your mission. How your mother would be absolutely devastated to find her daughter obsessed with a man older than her father, but it was only by one year.

You shook your doubt aside and put your neediness first.

“Everyone is in the living room sweetie, Ezra’s friend from college is joining us also.” Your mother told you as she guided you to the living room.

Hayden’s head practically shot up at the site of you, alerting everyone that you had entered the room.

You made your way towards your brother as he embraced you in a hug.

“How you doing squirt.” He teased as you pushed him slightly.

“Hey Brooke.” You muttered with a small wave to the blonde girl you’d met previously. She smiled back and said hello.

“Josh, this is my little sister y/n.”

“It’s nice to meet you.” You nodded at the boy. He smiled and greeted you. You were quick to realise he had an attraction to you. Something that you would most likely use to your advantage. If you weren’t so obsessed with the man standing next to your father, you would have found this boy some what attractive. But now all you had eyes for was Hayden.

“Y/n, what are you wearing?” Your father’s voice boomed turning your attention away from gazing at the man next to him.

“A dress.”

“Says who?”

“Calvin klein” you replied with a small smirk towards the tall figure.

“It looks like underwear, go upstairs and put something over it.”

“Duh I was just going to.” you sighed as you left the room and came back with practically a see through shirt over your shoulders. (Sorry for the clueless dialogue but I just had to.)

You were quick to realise Hayden’s outfit. He had a suit on. He looked fucking memorising.

Calm down y/n.

As y/n walked through the door, I practically had to pick up my jaw from the floor. She looked stunning. There was no way I could resist myself if she tried anything.

But I did have to try, if not for my own sanity then for the man standing next to me. I couldn’t allow myself to get sucked into her memorising ways.

I watched as she greeted everyone in the room except from me and her father. The way she was so polite and mature. Maybe age is just a number.

“You’re not seriously going to let her out like that, are you?”

The second the words left my mouth, I knew I overstepped. Why was I getting so possessive, my newfound obsession only started earlier today.

I didn’t even want anyone to look at her.

Calm down Hayden.

“Ok. Let’s go before your father makes you change completely.” Your mother muttered as you made your way to the driveway.

Ezra would take Brooke and Josh in his car leaving your mother,father and Hayden in the other.

You had a choice. Which car?

You knew no one else would find your decision weird apart from Hayden. If you drove with them he might think your were desperate. But if you didn’t drive with them he might think you were trying to prove something.

And the fact is, you were desperate. So you chose driving with him.

As your mother and father climbed into the front seats, you watched as Hayden opened the door for you. God what a gentleman.

“After you.”

“Thank you,” you said as you came up close before whispering your final word into his ear. “Daddy.”

The drive was already feeling long and it had only been a matter of minutes. The only gap between you and your conquest was the middle seat of the car which had been occupied by his hand.

His hand. His hand that could fit two of yours inside it. Large, coarse. You bet they would feel so good inside of you.

You readjusted slightly as you regretted your decision to go commando. You were definitely going to have soaked thighs by the end of the night.

Oh but that hand. Your mind ran wild as your pictured it yanking your hair whilst your mouth sucked him off.

You couldn’t control yourself as you too put your hand onto the middle seat, slightly brushing against his.

He was quick to pull his away as he took off his coat jacket. Were you making him hot and sweaty all ready? You had barely even started his torture.

He placed his jacket down on top of your hand that still lay in the middle seat. Then he slid his hand underneath it, quickly grasping yours tightly. Your fingers locking against each other.

Oh. It was a cover. Clever man.

You turned your head and looked at him with longing eyes. His met your own.

But this time your pussy didn’t drip, instead your stomach filled with butterflies. You thought this was only lust? But was it just the beginning of something more?

His fingers traced circles on your palm as you finally pulled your eyes away from his.

You closed your eyes for just a second, relaxing in your seat, finding comfort in his touch.

I knew it was wrong the second I took my jacket off. Touching even her hand in the same car as her father? Who was I turning into.

It was just lust. It was pure sexual attraction.

So then why did I feel my heart beating so heavily at the touch of her hand.

She fell asleep. And god she looked so beautiful as she slept. She was an angel.

As we finally reached the restaurant I quickly peeled my hand away.

“Oh bless my baby, she’s fallen asleep.” Claire said as she looked at the fallen angel next to me.

“For fucks sake.” Joe sighed as he shook his head and began getting out the car.

He tossed me the keys as I caught them quickly.

“Wake her up and meet us inside Hayden, she hates being woken up, have fun.” He tutted as Claire frowned and followed her husband out of the car.

I waited until they were in the doors of the restaurant before I began to wake her up. I wasn’t trying to hide anything but she looked so peaceful that I just didn’t want to do it.

I ran my hand up her leg softly and looked towards her. “Wake up baby.” I then said shaking her leg slightly.

Her eyes opened within a second meeting my own as she moved around waking up.

She then looked around realising we were here. And completely alone in the car. That when the smile came across her lips. Fucking hell she was bad.

“We’re here?” She asked her voice slightly sleepy.

“Yeah, they’ve gone to get the table sweetheart.”

As soon as you realised you were alone, you knew it was your chance. Falling asleep was not your intention but his comfort led you into a trance.

But now the sweetness in you would be gone. It was time to pounce. You were practically feral.

You pulled at your door as it was locked from the inside. Stupid fucking child lock that your father made sure to be put only on your side years ago.

But oh how you wanted to thank him for that stupid lock now.

You pulled myself up onto him. Straddling his crotch with your legs either side. You had him right were you wanted him.

“Y/n” he warned as he let out a sharp breathe.

You grinded your hips forward as you reached over him, unlocking his door.

“My doors locked.”

Your tits were now inches away from his lips as you slid onto him even more.

“Baby.” He warned you once again, yet you didn’t move, instead you gazed down at him, locking eye contact as you bit your lip in anticipation.

And that’s when he bit you.

You thought you would be absolutely shocked at the feel, heck at the sight of it. Which you were. But then why was your cunt throbbing?

You looked down to see he bit the back side of your neck as a small moan left your lips.

“Are you going to be a good girl for daddy?” He asked as he bite the skin once again causing another noice to escape you.

“Y/n, I told you before I need words.”

You shook your head as you grinded yourself onto him trying to find pleasure for your burning heat.

He shook his head as he gripped his hands onto your waist, his nails drilling in your skin holding you down. You tried to move once again but his grip was so firm that you couldn’t.

You kept trying, refusing to give up, yet it got you nowhere.

He quickly turned you over, your front now on his lap.

He slid his hand up your left leg going all the way up into your dress. He pulled your dress up onto your back and slid your tights down your thighs. Your ass now completely exposed.

“No panties?” He chucked as you lay needy in his lap. “Such a pretty whore. I’m going to give you another chance y/n. Are you going ti be a good girl?”

You wanted to say yes, to submit yourself to him. But fuck you wanted to see what he would do if you said no.

“N-no.” You stuttered, the words coming out shaky.

He kissed his teeth as he ran his palm across your ass, his other hand slid beneath you and gripped onto your hip, holding you in place.

He slapped your ass harshly. You wanted to cry. But instead you moaned. You felt yourself dripping onto his leg.

“You’re going to count y/n.” He told you as he rubbed his palm softly over the same spot just like he did before

You nodded submissively, loosing all your power you previously had only seconds ago.

“Words.” He told you as he slid his hand towards your needy cunt.

“You’re so wet.” He sighed as he ran his fingers through your folds feeling your leaking juices.

“Ye-yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes daddy.”

“Is this turning you on baby. Is me spanking you making you drip.”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes daddy.” You practically moaned out as his fingers left your heat and moved back onto your ass.

“Beg.”

“Wh-what?”

“Beg for me to spank you like the little slut that you are.”

“Please daddy, please spank me.” You moaned out as you pleaded for it.

“Hmm,” he laughed. “I’m going to need more than that y/n”

“Please daddy please, I’m your little slut please just spank me please.” God he was making you sound insane.

“Your wish is my command princess.”

“Count.” He commanded as he sent a slap to the same spot.

“One.” You moaned out, unable to control how loud you were being.

“Two. three. Four. Five. Six. Se-ven. Eight. Nine.”

It continued until you had counted up to nine, your voice barely coming out as the moans took over. Tears brimmed your eyes over the stimulation.

“Think you can take one more sweet girl?” He hissed as his fingers traced over the now red hand prints that lay across one side of your ass.

“Ye-yes daddy. One more please.”

“Oh look at you, you’re a mess.” He chucked as he lifted up your chin looking into your teary eyes and smudged makeup.

“Okay just one more.” He said as he sent a final slap onto your ass. This time it was so much harder. “Ten.”Once his hand landed back onto your ass he squeezed it whilst you whimpered, like the mess that you were.

He placed a kiss against the even redder marks before pulling your tights back over you.

He lifted you up and opened the door as you practically fell across the seat trying to pull your dress back down whilst he stepped out.

What has this man done to you?”

“Let’s go Princess.” He said sweetly, his demeanour had changed almost instantly as he put out his hand.

You took his hand, unsure if you could even walk as he lifted you out of the car. His hand not leaving yours as he slammed the car door shut.

He then moved his hand onto your ass, stroking it gently through your dress as placed a kiss upon your cheek causing you to smile.

“God I’m hungry.” He smirked.

[whatsnewalycat]

Aly!

Javi G has been snapping photos and some short video bits at the Pedro party by @sp00kymulderr. What are your favorite moments that he managed to capture, and who was involved?

(I don't know who got that shot of him in his speedo, but I sure as fuck am thankful for it. Needed to show more of his thighs, though)

OOOO HELLO!!!

Our darling Javi managed to capture a few shots, including (but not limited to):

Joel and Tommy facing Frankie and Benny in beer pong.

Din petting the dog.

Even though he was a bit starstruck and embarrassed to ask, he got a selfie with Dieter while they were dancing with Oberyn.

Ezra yapping at Din about his travels in the galaxy (Din did not seem amused).

Ezra yapping at Pero, who seemed just as amused as Din.

In one of the bedrooms, he caught Dieter and Oberyn partaking in some scandalous behavior, but felt it rude to take a picture, so we will just have to take his word for that.

Ezra and Oberyn having an impassioned heart-to-heart on the couch.

Joel and Frankie fixing a leaky faucet together (teamwork makes the dream work).

Dieter drawing dicks on Max Lord’s face because he passed out early.

[eebeewrites]

Ok I literally had to take notes in the notes app while reading this chapter because I love it so much and the fact I was able to go from the first 2 thoughts to the last 2 is basically my personality in a nut shell

I imagine Ezra with a soft voice around strangers but with his friends it’s naturally deep like that worm from trolls

Would callon and Alex ever be able to switch rolls, maybe not submissive and dominant per say but just Alex letting callon be in full control

I love the rewrite of just Alex’s whole story, his sister, life back home, his reasonings for basically how he is as a person and how the way nerixi questions helped lead to more of it and even helped have questions I wouldn’t think of be answered, amazing

I love us also getting more in depth of callons thoughts and feelings and how different they are from different perspectives. For example, talis stories when we meet him and he’s joking about why he came with Alex and how he didn’t care just to find out in there story he wasn’t joking and hes actually jealous and insecure about himself not only life wise but even look wise in general even though it seemed like he was only kinda insecure when not dressed more cute and stuff, mostly because of the first “og” version of his story

~⭐️ anon who needs to eat your writing to absorb its power and is so happy I found this blog after every post even the joke ones

AHHH IM SO GLAD!! Tbh I didn’t feel as confident with the prologue and the first chapter, so that makes me !!! Thank you gamer.

I def have decided against Ezra being the bully; I truly think his friends would see him being a dick even if he tried to hide it. I like that idea a lot though about his voice. Like, if Ezra’s nice to you, he’s indifferent or just straight up doesn’t like you. If he’s mean to you, he’s chill with you. I have so many ideas for his character but I just gotta figure out where to go with them. I like the idea that the bully character in the one - off (?) I just posted thinks Ezra loves him, because he’s so nice :)

One of these days Callon is gonna top him deadass. I’m just waiting for the right moment. But it’s gonna happen.

I really liked his sister’s story originally, but I figured I could definitely compliment it to fit his backstory even more and give him motivation for his career choice. Bro’s seen some shit. Alex also has no fucking idea Dr. Nerixi is Taleisin’s dad, which is hilarious. Looking forward to him finding that out

My thought with Callon’s insecurities is he thinks he’s being smart. He’s been around master manipulators his entire life, like Ronan’s ex-wife and his father. He thinks he’s beating Alex to the punch by convincing him his insecurities are all related to his appearance, and it’s just a carefully crafted lie that works perfectly. Reality is, it’s a little bit of both. A lot of both, tbh; gender roles are a bit different in this world, and with magic body modding isn’t uncommon at all. The Elvish language, while gendered, also has gender neutral forms of most titles.

I think for him he uses gender as a means to control how he’s perceived, and his wants to be smaller and cuter aren’t necessarily due to societal norms (although he’d like to be a bit shorter), but so he can allow himself to be seen as vulnerable. He wants to be soft, sweet, and innocent; when he’s at college, he can be those things. At work, he needs to be hard, ruthless, and cutthroat, wearing the suits to look like his father and uncle, or wearing clothing suited for running and jumping.

The good news is Callon isn’t necessarily ostracized by his family for feeling this way. The bad news is Callon’s father sees him as a commodity rather than his son. He views Callon’s gender identity as something he can commodify the same way he does with his athleticism. Everyone is an asset, everyone can bring something to the table.

Callon as a whole is heavily inspired by Jesse from Breaking Bad, but specifically the theories that the character is a trans woman. I thought it was a really interesting concept to explore how morality and identity intersect. Callon’s rarely wearing fem clothing when doing work for the mafia.

I project different parts of myself onto all my characters, and Callon’s gender came from my own experience with gender as a nonbinary sa survivor. I felt like I had ‘failed’ with my assigned gender at birth, but I didn’t feel like I fit into the box of a boy either. Identifying as nb felt liberating to a degree, and I think that’s how Callon feels with his gender. Clothes are a form of self expression, but also his gender is one of the few things he has sole control of and freedom to change. Gender is his only means of being himself right now, and by god is he gonna use it.

I feel like I have more to say but it’s 2 am and my brain slow. But yeah. I’m glad you liked it!! Thank u for giving me your thoughts I am holding them gently in my hands and cherishing them

[wannab-urs]

Pedro Pascal Character Fic Recs | Vol 36

AO3 | Kofi | Main Masterlist | The Spreadsheet Masterlist

Howdy folks!

Welcome to my bi-weekly fic rec list! This is everything I read in the last two weeks. There's some seriously amazing shit on this list, y'all. If I counted properly there are 9 fics, two of which are series.

All info provided by the author unless it was blank, in which case I filled it in.

Punish me, Officer Djarin

Din one shot by @beskarandblasters

You've been thrown into an imperial prison for anti-empire speech. During your sentence, a new prison guard is hired, Officer Djarin, and you take a liking to him.

f!reader, reader is able-bodied, canon divergent, uneven power dynamic, brat taming, degradation (scumbag), fingering, vaginal sex, creampie, his glove in your mouth lol, no use of y/n

To Tell You the Truth

Ezra series by @concussed-to-pieces

Our story begins in the Green, after a certain meeting that culminates in an explosive Truxican standoff...

Survival, Worldbuilding, Eventual Romance, Slow Burn, Slow Build, Healing, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Canon-Typical Violence, Extreme Duress, My First Work in This Fandom, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Past Abuse, Feelings Realization, Artist Reader, Reader is a prospector, Outer Space, Sharing a Bed, Roommates, Mutual Pining, Vaginal Fingering, Praise Kink (if you squint), Religious Terms used improperly, Catholics H8 Me, Remember, no man's penis will heal you okay, and fanfictions are not research, But I'm an indulgent fuck so it's okay, Vaginal Sex, big dick energy, Eventual Smut, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Just get it all in there, adoration, Very Flowery Terminology, Happy Ending

Sanguine

Ezra one shot by @marisferasiop

since being turned as a boy into- whatever liminal state of cryptid he is now- Ezra has walked this earth ageless and alone, never finding his place or a partner for long. He interrupts your meal in the city one evening, and brings you home to strike up a deal; feed from him, alone, and keep one another safe from discovery. The fact that he finds his purpose under the soft graze of your teeth and home between your thighs is a nice side effect.

lots of blood, smut, soft yearning sweet boy Ezra, mapuche mythology and monsters, schmoop. Ezra is a subby little sap in this.

Routine

Frankie one shot by @endlessthxxghts

Frankie makes a new routine for himself to help with his mental health. In that routine, Frankie stumbles upon you.

POV switching - stops towards the end, then POVs are combined. Friends to lovers. Slightly scared and reluctant friends to lovers. Slow burn. Canon divergent to Frankie’s Triple Frontier storyline (No history of lady or child for Frankie). Brief mentions of South America and Frankie’s mental health. Brief therapy talk. Overthinking!Frankie, but Reader comforts and reassures him. He’s not insecure the entire time, promise lolol. Hints of angst, but this is me we’re talking about — always will be a happy ending here🫶. No physical description of reader besides coffee shop uniform (no size descriptions used) - any descriptions are neutral, no adjectives to describe (purely things like “your thigh” etc.). No use of “y/n”. SMUT heheheh (making out, cunnilingus + fingering, unprotected P in V sex + cumming inside, breast worship/titty sucking).

Go Your Own Way

Javi P one shot by @schnarfer

Loving you isn’t the right thing to do

1979 Texas, very toxic relationship, sort of enemies to lovers if you squint a bit, absolutely no happy ending for our fuckboy Javier, no descriptions of reader except she has hair and there are outfit references, no specific ages mentioned in 1979 but they would both be early 20’s, Cheating/infidelity mentioned, smoking (OF COURSE), mention of drinking and drugs, two mentions of vomit, the good stuff? we’ve got flirting, kisses and smut; protected PIV, oral (f receiving), fingering, very light dirty talk, couple of light slaps, pet names (cariño, baby), Javier POV, I’ve tried to remove any overt British-isms but some may have slipped in, probably a bit of canon divergence, as well as wild historical and geographical inaccuracies but we’re going for vibes, yeah? and a note, we’re always Fleabag coded here.

Some fools fool themselves

Javi P one shot by @freelancearsonist

You were meant to be a mission—an insider that Javi could wring information from on some of the biggest names in the trade. It didn’t go to plan, but maybe that’s not so bad.

Rated MA for unprotected p in v sex (don’t do this irl pls), oral (m receiving), throatfucking, handjobs, creampie, spanish dirty talk (both javi and reader - translations in footnotes), reader has female anatomy and uses fem pronouns, reader wears a bikini, smoking/nicotine use, cheating (reader is married this is the mob wife fic you all asked for), kind of angsty but mostly just porn with the slightest sprinkling of plot for ✨flavor✨

The District Sleeps Alone Tonight

Marcus P one shot by @whataperfectwasteoftime

I am a visitor here. I am not permanent.

angst, breakups, mentions of Teresa x Patrick Jane

Cabuorir

Oberyn/Din/Reader series by ToricTailor (AO3)

You would have torn the heavens asunder to stop it.

Fix-It, That's Not How The Force Works (Star Wars), Get This Man A New Ship, Smut, Threesome - F/M/M, Reader sandwich, Force-Sensitive Reader, Polyamory, DVP, more

I want it, I got it

Joel one shot by @beskarandblasters

Joel gives you unlimited access to his credit card to shop online while he eats you out.

reader is able-bodied, no outbreak AU, porn with little plot, no age specified for reader, reader sits on Joel’s lap, established sugar daddy relationship, oral sex (F receiving), fingering, squirting, pet names (angel, baby), no use of y/n

Happy Reading!

[blueberry-ovaries]

WHAT SONG ARE THEY?:

these are the songs i associate with the BoB men > this is just general songs from any genre and band

Dick Winters: Viva La Vida - Coldplay

‘Just a puppet on a lonely string - Oh who would ever want to be king’

Lewis Nixon: Kiwi - Harry Styles

‘She worked her way through a cheap pack of cigarettes - Hard liquor mixed with a bit of intellect’

Carwood Lipton: The Chain - Fleetwood Mac

‘And if you don’t love me now - You will never love me again - I can still hear you saying - We will never break the chain’

Ronald Spiers: Teeth - 5 seconds of summer

‘Fight so dirty but your love’s so sweet - Talk so pretty but your heart got teeth’

Harry Welsh: Budapest - George Ezra

‘My acres of a land, I have achieved - It may be hard for you to stop and believe - But for you (ooh), you (ooh)- I’d leave it all’

Joe Liebgott: Only Angel - Harry Styles

‘Broke a finger knocking on your bedroom door - I got splinters in my knuckles crawling cross the floor’

Joe Toye: Thunderstruck -AC/DC

‘Ain’t got no gun, ain’t got no knife - Don’t you start no fight - ‘Cause im T.N.T. Im dynamite - T.N.T. and i’ll win the fight’

Bill Guarnere: Breakin’ Dishes - Rhianna

‘I’m kickin’ ass, i’m taking names, i’m on flame, don’t come home babe - I’m breaking dishes up in here, all night’

George Luz: Bad Omens - 5 seconds of summer

‘I cried in your dark brown eyes for the thousandth time - ‘cause you love somebody - I died when you left that night for the thousandth time - ‘Cause you love somebody

Skip Muck: Youngblood - 5 seconds of summer

‘Remember the words you told me - Love me ‘til the day i die - Surrender my everything ‘cause you made me believe you’re mine’

Don Malarkey: The Archer - Taylor Swift

‘Screaming, who could ever leave me, darling? But who could stay - ‘Cause they see right through me, they see right through me’

Frank Perconte: Treasure - Bruno Mars

‘Honey, you’re my golden star - You know you can make my wish come true -If you let me treasure you’

Babe Heffron: Angel of Small Death and the Codine Scene - Hozier

‘With her sweetened breath and her tongue so mean - She’s the angel of small death and the codine scene - With her straw blonde hair - her arms hard and lean - she’s the angel of small death and the codine scene’

Bull Randleman: Enter Sandman - Metallica

‘Til the sandman, he comes - Sleep with one eye open - Gripping your pillow tight - Exit light, Enter night’

Skinny Sisk: Little Less Conversation - Elvis

‘All this aggravation ain’t satisfactioning me - A little more bite and a little less bark - A little less fight and a little more spark’

David Webster: No Shame - 5 seconds of summer

‘Love is fatal - Won’t you give it a chance? - Centre of attention - Don’t you ask me any questions’

Shifty Powers: Learn to Fly - Foo Fighters

‘Now, i’m lookin’ to the sky to save me - Lookin’ for a sign of life - Lookin’ for something to help me burn out bright’

Johnny Martin: Custer - Slipknot

‘These days I never seem to get enough- I’m tired of this shit, I want to go home - Don’t waste my fucking time’

Chuck Grant: Piano Man - Billy Joel

‘He says ‘son can you play me a memory - I’m not really sure how it goes - But it’s sad and it’s sweet and i knew it complete - When i wore a younger man’s clothes’’

Floyd Talbert: Ride - Sir Mix-A-Lot

‘Call me a jockey - ‘Cause i’m ridin’ them skirts and i talk real cocky’

Eugene Roe: Young and Beautiful - Lana Del Ray

‘Dear lord when i get to heaven, please let me bring my man - When he comes tell me that you’ll let him in’

Pat Christensen: Someone New - Hozier

‘Honey there is no right way - And so i fall in love just a little ol’ little bit - Every day with someone new’

Buck Compton: Iris - The Goo Goo Dolls

‘Yeah you bleed just to know you’re alive - And i don’t want the world to see me- ‘Cause i don’t think that they’d understand’

[pedroshotwifey]

Christmas Countdown Day 22 - Ezra Prospect

Vulnerable

Pairing: Ezra x ...Vine/Tentacle creature?

Word count: 1.2k

Tags/Warnings: smut, dub-con, non-con at first, anal (m), oral (m), urethral sounding, restraints, implied drugging, ball play, subby ezra vibes, getting jerked off ig lmao, monster fucking, aphrodisiac something, wifey clearly being on something tonight, stuff im forgetting

Summary: Ezra falls into a pit and is taken by a pleasurable creature

A/N: Jumped on the vine train lmao. This is filthy y'all, but I kinda love it. I've never written a fic that wasn't x reader before, so this was pretty fun! hope you enjoy!

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Ezra has no idea how he got into a situation as detrimental as this in such a short time. One second he was digging around an aurelac sac, and the next, the ground was falling out from under him. 

He lets out a shout as he prepares for impact against a hard, solid surface. His one hand coming out to soften the fall, if only a little bit. Darkness swallows him quickly, the light from this planet’s three suns growing farther and farther away as he flails uselessly mid-air. 

When he finally does meet the bottom of what he can only assume to be an underground cave, the surface surprises him by having a soft, almost bouncy quality. It knocks the breath out of him nevertheless, and leaves him gasping for air as he panics to scan his new surroundings. 

The tentacles come quick, slithering out of damp crevices and from the soft ground below him. In the midst of his struggle, he barely even notices until he feels something tugging the hem of his pants from out of his boots. 

He kicks his leg out, attempting to shoo the slimy vine away, but it’s persistent. He furrows his brows as he adjusts more to the darkness of the cave, now able to get a better look at the creature. 

It’s a deep purple, a slimy substance coating the outside of it, thick, long, and tapering to a dull but pointed tip. There’s some kind of suction at the belly of it, which is helping it pull at the fabric of his pants. 

“You quit that!”

He reaches his hand out to grab it, but as soon as he lays a finger on it, he’s submerged once again into the ground. Well, what he thought was the ground. 

The tentacles that had been holding him up suddenly give away slightly, just enough to lower him into their grasp to get a better hold on him. They all crowd him at once, crawling up his arm, slithering up his legs, wrapping around his neck. 

His body thrashes as he starts to yell again, but he’s quickly silenced by another vine wrapping around his lower face and over his mouth, effectively cutting off any noise. He’s already in a massive panic, but once the tentacles start to creep into his clothes, he goes haywire. 

He squirms and kicks as much as humanly possible as the tentacles begin to tear the fabric, leaving him bare within a few seconds. Tears spring to his eyes as he’s suddenly exposed to the creature. 

A sob is stifled in his throat as the vines explore his vulnerable body freely. Two of them snake below his armpits to suction onto a nipple apiece. He goans at the intense feeling, which is apparently only a distraction. 

He quickly feels another creep lower to his softened cock, and his hips buck as it twirls itself around it, giving more suction as it tugs ever so slightly. Not long after, he feels another at his ass, pushing in and making him wince. 

It slips easily with the lube it provides itself, but it’s still a feeling much more foreign than his fingers. It curls up and pushes deeper until it’s filling him as much as it can. His cock twitches in the creatures grasp at all the stimulation he’s receiving, and he can feel his face go hot as he blushes. 

He should not be enjoying this, he knows in his mind that he can’t be with the way tears start to slip down his cheeks—but his body disagrees. 

He’s spread eagle, unable to move as the vines defile him, sucking and prodding and tugging in all the right places. 

His dick is starting to harden as a soaked tentacle pumps him, simulating something akin to a warm cunt. A moan tumbles from him, only to be blocked by the limb covering his lips. 

The vibration from his attempted groan prompts the creature to pull back from his mouth, only to stick the tip between his lips, pushing into him to fill him there too. It releases a sweet tasting substance, which immediately makes him feel more relaxed. 

His body feels weak but calm as he suddenly surrenders to the monster supporting him. Ezra’s eyes roll to the back of his head despite himself as he gets lost in the pleasure. 

The creature toys with his dick, two more tentacles coming out to swirl around the tip of him, and to cup his balls, sucking slightly there too. The one in his mouth swirls around in tandem with the one in his ass, which is currently poking his prostate and making his cock weep. 

His hips jut out by accident, but the feeling it creates is so pleasurable that he experiments with it once more, quickly getting addicted to the wet grasp of this monster. He thrusts forward and back, fucking himself on the vine behind him as best he can while simultaneously grinding into the one in front. 

He knows so deeply that this is wrong, wants to hate himself for giving in so easily, but how can he not? He feels feral as he allows the tentacles to move as they want, easily submitting to their every move.

He absentmindedly begins to suck on the one in his mouth, not realizing as he chases the feeling of his orgasm coming up. Just when he thinks he can’t feel more full, another slim vine is coming up to prod at the slit of his cock, breaching the hole there and slowly slithering in. 

It’s a new feeling, and he tries to get away at first, but it slowly starts to bring him more pleasure. The sounds of him whining desperately are absolutely absurd, especially mixed with the squelching noises coming from various areas of his body. 

He chooses to ignore that for now, not wanting to get caught in the shame of his actions right now. It’s as if his brain has shut off for a few minutes, and he’s planning to take full advantage. 

He feels a pull in his lower abdomen, a familiar feeling that signals his impending orgasm. He groans and whimpers frantically as his hips pick up speed, the suctions cups around his nipples growing more intense. 

He feels the vine in his ass prod against his prostate again, and the one around his balls give a gentle squeeze. At the same time, the vine in his dick pulls itself out, and it’s over. He’s immediately cumming, harder than he ever has in his life. He moans around the creature in his mouth, his eyes squeezing shut as he rides out his ever-lasting high. 

When he comes down, it’s literal, as the monster is slowly lowering him back to the soft bed he landed on earlier. His mind is hazy as he starts to come back to himself, confused as to everything that just happened. 

He blinks, and he’s halfway back to the surface, being lifted by the vines once again. Blinks again, and he’s being set down. He is left quickly at ground level, dizzy and exposed to the unforgiving planet.

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Thank you for reading! I would love to know what y'all thought about this fic. Should I write more like this, or stick to x reader?

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Link to prompt list

[nonhumanhottie]

Rebels season 4 rewatch

The occupation

Ezra is napping!!

Ezra saying Lothal isn't even in the briefings anymore hits real hard in these times

the teens taking the piss out of Kallus lmao

dying at the clone humour bit

Unlikely duo of Rex and Kallus actually slays

Seeing Hera in a new outfit is everything to me

I love how connected Ezra is to Lothal!!

Live for how Baron is just moonlighting as a bartender

Sabine refuses to play along with the charade lmao

I was trying not to mention Zeb's outfit but he looks so silly!!

Flight of the defender

I love how Zeb is annoyed by the loth-cats but doesn't stop them from climbing on him

the troopers in this show are just... guys. Just dudes. Ready to dick around with cats instead of doing their job. So real

Ezra's 'hey!' and Thrawn's 'fascinating' is a top tier star wars moment

Pryce just watching in absolute shock as two teens wreck their shit and Thrawn trying to shoot them with a blaster

Kanan really said don't worry Zeb the kids are totally getting grounded for this

Ezra really becoming a wolf girly

The way Hera looks at Sabine and helps her up and holds her upright the mom energy oh my god kill me

[perotovar]

Okay but…pretty please share your Pedro boy sexuality hcs?? My toxic trait is headcanoning every character I love as enby tbh

GIDEON, YOU JUST MADE MY DAY. that is so god damn real of you, bless.

also as an lgbtqia person, i'm not perfect so if there's any language/terms that i use that are harmful/incorrect, please tell me!!

also these headcanons don't stop me from reading fics/headcanons that go against anything i state here. i'm always open to different thoughts/interpretations of these boys and always down for queer representation, no matter the form it comes in.

i am more than happy to share these headcanons with you!!! i'm gonna try and remember as many as i can:

obviously we've got the canon boys - dieter (i see him not giving two shits about pronouns and is happy to be referred to in any way) and oberyn being bi, and silva being gay. i love that he's played multiple canonically queer characters, and i never see people taking advantage of that?? ok not never, there are a few that acknowledge these three love men and i love those writers to death, thank u for your service lol

i'm gonna put all the bi/pan boys here:

marcus p (pan, prefers women/fem aligned people) frankie (bi, loves equally) javi g (pan, prefers men/male aligned people)(i could also see him questioning his gender a little? might start liking "they" once in a while) jack (bi, prefers women)(might be demiromantic given that he's still in love with his wife) nico (pan, loves equally and is a bit of a slut and we celebrate that here) max p (pan, loves equally, but probably said/did some things that were harmful in college to impress his bros. he was in a frat, wasn't he? was 100% closeted until being turned.)

ezra is nb/gnc and is pansexual. i see him using he/they pronouns. every time i see your icon i do a little happy dance lol

din is demisexual and really only has feelings for cobb

marcus m is straight and demisexual, really only loved his wife and is content to keep it that way

shane/dio is gay and is very closeted/overcompensates a lot

ok and we've got the ones i believe are straight, however:

joel is straight, but is completely comfortable with himself. has gone to a gay bar or two in his time and was very flattered when men would hit on him/buy him drinks. also, i could see him just like, not feeling anything sexual/romantic after tess. i do think he and tess were romantically involved; i don't think it was just sex/physical. it's really not something i see him caring about after her. so he's gotta be somewhere on the ace spectrum.

i'm kind of on the fence about javi p, because i could see him going one of two ways; he's either experimented and came to the conclusion that he's just more attracted to women than anyone else, or he's near violently straight. and that's either a combination of the time period he's in, or some other reason. but ultimately i think he's straight.

pero is straight, but like, probably in denial about himself. it gets lonely as a merc and when you're traveling with a bunch of men all the time? i could see him just like, not caring one way or the other. a hand/mouth on his dick is still a hand/mouth on his dick y'know what i mean? lmao

maxwell is straight, and is the only one i can see being a tad homophobic before either someone tells him hey, maybe that way of thinking is bad, hm? it's the 80s, it would make sense, but i can see him having a complete turn around and being a total ally. probably a little cringey, but he's got the spirit! lol

(juan diego)veracruz and omar are straight af and probably never questioned it.

dave is straight and loves carol only. i could also see him being one that experimented but decided he only loves women.

ok phew! i think that's all of them. if i think of any others i'll add them lol thank you again for asking!! i'm glad someone was just as interested in this topic as i am lmao

[thetriumphantpanda]

All of these are based on my headcanons of the boys, which are based just the slightest bit on how the characters were actually written lollll

Frankie - I just have a soft spot for him. To me, he is a gentle man who wants his woman to feel cared for and satisfied. Frankie would be a good warm up and would get me relaxed and raring to go for the rest of the boys. I see it being more akin to making love than fucking. Soft, sensual, caring.

Joel - I thought of putting him first, but the thought of him getting up in there all mixed up with frankie does things to me, so he gets to go second. I picture frankie being soft touches and whispered compliments and love, whereas I picture joel a little more powerful: some soft dom vibes with a little dirty talk and a little more rough. I think he would make sure I was enjoying it, but his main concern would be doing what he's there to do: put his load in me (he would also have to make sure I cum on his dick though)

Javi Peña- I put him in the middle because I see him as a little more indifferent to where he is in the lineup. I think he would just care about giving me what I want/need. I hc that he's very open sexually so I don't think that he would be particularly turned on or off by the thought of other dudes' cum already in there. I also think javi would have some goooood dirty talk. Just picturing him bent over me, whispering in my ear about how he's going to fuck the other guys' cum so deep into me before he adds his own to the mix 🥵

Ezra - I would just love to hear him wax poetic about all the seed the guys have planted in me and how my fertile womb will be such a hospitable environment for this precious life we're creating, all while he's just railing me.

Marcus Moreno - still surprised by my own brain for this one. I think I'm just into the idea of this clean cut, glasses wearing, dad vibes dude sliding into a hole that's already sloppy from three other guys. I hc that he would be a little unsure, but he's gotta help this damsel in distress, so he steps up to the plate and actually kinda likes it more than he expected to. The idea of him being like "okay I just need to help her out, I'll cum and be done", but then actually being turned on by watching the other guys with me and being lowkey excited when it's finally his turn?!

Dieter - My precious dieter. I have such strong hcs for him. I'm a fat woman and I think that he would be obsessed with how soft and squishy my stomach and thighs are (not in a fetishy way, just in an appreciating comfort way). Also seeing how my body jiggles when he fucks into me? He would be delighted. I think of him as a very tactile/sensory based person. I think he would love feeling himself slide through the other guys loads and knowing that I was already nice and loose for him. He would also def get down on his knees after filling me, using his fingers to keep in the cum that he can, and using his tongue to help clean me up.

Please tell me where you agree and disagree. I LOVE hearing how other people headcanon characters, especially when a lot of the pedro boys don't really have that much source material to base hcs off of!

Also, please don't block me for this 💀

Okay, first of all, I want you to know that I would NEVER block you for this. EVER. I want my blog to be a safe space where people can share their thoughts, fantasies and kinks and not feel shamed about it, so please do not worry about this.

SECONDLY. HERE ARE MY THOUGHTS - BELOW THE CUT BECAUSE IT'S FILTH BUT HERE WE GO.

Frankie fuckin' Morales.... YOU ARE SO RIGHT ABOUT THIS BKA. Frankie is the perfect first man - he's gonna get you all relaxed and warm and pliant, he's gonna make you feel special. He's gonna make you feel loved. LITERALLY THE PERFECT FUCKING MAN TO GO FIRST OKAY.

Joel Miller, son of bitch. Joel, in my mind, has the dirtiest mouth of all the Pedro boys, idk I just know that man wouldn't shut up the whole fucking time praising you - in my mind I can already picture him saying 'so fucking pretty with Frankie's cum in you, gonna fill you up even more pretty girl' - FERAL.

I love this canon about Javi Peña being sexually open because I see this too - I think he knows he's there to do a job, he knows there have been people before him and will be people after him and he's just concerned about making sure you have a good time and I kinda vibe with that? I just fucking love Peña with my life.

I have to admit that I've not seen Prospect - it's literally one of the only things I've not watched Pedro in, but holy shit I kinda love this - just a man getting all poetic about getting me pregnant? HELL YEAH

Marcus - I'm still loving this little left field choice - I reckon this man has HELL of a daddy kink - don't ask me to explain this, but I reckon he'd be obsessed with you talking to him through it, like 'I'm gonna make you a daddy' and he'd be like absolutely wild for it? And him being worked up watching everyone go before him is so Marcus Moreno to me, like at first he'd be so shy but by his time comes around he's already on the edge just from watching you get railed by everyone else? DELICIOUS.

AND DIETER MY BABY HOLY SHIT THE LOVE I FEEL FOR THIS MAN. As a fellow fat woman, I vibe with this so hard BKA. I just know this man would be obsessed with a body like ours and him eating us out after? FOR SURE THIS MAN DOES CUM PLAY LIKE NO OTHER IN MY MIND.

Okay, so now I have to go and take a fucking breather because this has FINISHED ME OFF. Thank you for sharing, for feeling comfortable enough to do it and for really making my day with this!