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hdlynnslibrary · 9 months
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The Pedro Bois and their niche food related jobs because of @maybege’s Chef!Paz
Javier Péna - Small batch coffee roaster with insanely dark roasts being his specialty, also somehow blackmailed into help run an apothecary style herb and tea shop at the local Renaissance Faire each summer so his coffee can be included
Javi G - has a side hobby of making his own cocktails and mocktails, the man doesn’t care if it’s boozy just that it tastes amazing, shares his recipes for free on Instagram and TikTok
Din Djarin - local ice cream and creamery owner with a brick and mortar store and ice cream truck
Max Phillips - host of a food show called “Expedition Food” where he goes to different corners of the world and tries local delicacies and goes in depth about the way local culture has influenced how food is made and don’t look in the background there definitely are zero cryptids here def no vampires either no idea why it’s all filmed at night
Pero Tovar - gourmet salt and only salt, travels the world finding rare varieties of salts and specialty infused salt, no he won’t tell you his suppliers or sell anything else it’s his #brand
Ezra - procurer and Sommelier of rare earth wines also enjoys being a self styled home sushi chef, something about fresh raw fish after space travel just gets him in the good food feels
Frankie - really gets into locally foraging for edible plants and even starts his own little forest mushroom farm
Marcus Pike - the executive chef of a prestigious but still accessible DC restaurant, thinks food is art and doesn’t believe in art being exclusive
Marcus Moreno - most likely to open a cupcake bakery 🧁
Dieter Bravo/David - brand ambassador for KitKat of course, brings back the OG KitKat song and all is right with the world again
Jack Daniel - surprisingly not whiskey related, he runs the farm for the farm-to-table local restaurants, but no goats! He maintains they are evil, just look at their eyes! Chickens now tho, chickens are precious fluffy babies and he loves them all very much
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@butchmandalorian Our late night convos about goats and cryptids still are with me always lmao
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tailorvizsla · 1 year
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Sitting at the front desk consumed with Dezha thots
Just… tug his hair and call Dezha “good boy” chefs kiss👌
Make him the little spoon? Delightful
Tie him up with what he assumed was easily ripped fabric but is actually a specialty strength silk he will not be tearing? Hehehhehheheheh yes 😈
Ooof yessss omg
Dezha always has that infuriating little smirk-smile that he reserves just for you, especially when you're acting up for his attention. He knows youre his little brat and he loves it.
When you go to that specialty sex shop and pick up some supplies, you bring home a bag with a logo on it that he clearly recognizes, judging by how much bigger that obnoxiously delightful smirk on his face gets. He tries to peek but you swat his hands away - it's a surprise, of course, and you've never let him spoil his appetite, so to speak
So, while the two of you are working - you working at your trade, and him running around and putting out fires (metaphorical and literal), you sass him. All day. He asks you to stop riling up the hunters? You double down. He tells you to stop stealing his shit? You steal his gloves and his bracer next.
Dezha has endless patience - Alor has to have endless patience to deal with the rest of the Tribe - so he doesn't say or really do anything. He just grabs his gloves and bracer and strides off to go back to work.
by the time you're both done with dinner and alone, you take your time in seducing him. you've managed to get yourself all riled up, but he doesn't even seem to be affected (jerk)
You kiss his plump lower lip and bite gently, and he hums into your mouth, his hand falling to your ass to squeeze and massage. He returns your desperate kisses with chaste smooches, pressing his lips to yours and tangling his fingers in your hair. Infuriatingly, he pulls away, and asks, "Are you looking for something from me, cyar'ika?"
You pout up at him and reach up to pull his armor off. One brow goes up but he doesn't stop you - he still just has that infuriating calm look on his face as you're working yourself up more and more. Then he finally starts taking your clothes off. You don't even wait until you're naked - you just push him toward the bed. He doesn't budge - he goes at his own pace, reminding you that you're not actually in control here. He reclines, folding his hands across his belly, his erect cock trapped in his boxers. He watches you as you slide into his lap and straddle his hips.
You reach for the bag and he finally looks interested in the goodies you bought. Smirking, you bring out the thin, translucent fabric. It looks like a sneeze could year it, but the shop owner had demonstrated its strength in shop. They had hung a loop of it over a rafter and had their Trandoshan employee try to tear it. You're pretty sure the rafter actually cracked.
So Dezha obediently, lazily slides his hands up on the pillow, and you grin at him. You reach up - letting him have a good view of your tits - and carefully wrap it around his wrists, before tying it snugly to the headboard. Dezha relaxes his head on the pillow, and he speaks, "same safe word as always." You nod and repeat it back to him. Then you smile.
"See if you can break out," you say sweetly.
Dezha pulls. nothing. He frowns and pulls again. The headboard creaks, but the fabric doesn't tear. He pulls a third time, this time putting all his strength behind it. The headboard groans in protest.
"This is new," he says mildly, a true look of apprehension crossing his face. "What are you going to do to me?"
As you slither down his hips toward his cock, you give him a cheeky smile.
"Whatever I want, cyare," you whisper.
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lucy-sky · 2 years
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Hello everyone!!
I have absolutely no idea how it happened, but I reached a beautiful number of followers - 1 500 O_o I’m shocked and humbled, and I’d like to celebrate it and thank you guys somehow. Sooo... I’m opening requests for aesthetics and drabbles!
Until the end of the month you can request:
YOUR aesthetic: I’ll make an aesthetic based on the vibes you give, your interests and your favorite things. If we don’t know each other very well, please send me a few words about yourself (i’ll be really happy to learn more about my followers!)
Character aesthetic: you give me a character and I make an aesthetic, all is simple :) You can also specify your request by giving me a topic, a color, or anything else you want, for example “Character X summer aesthetic”, “ Character X Christmas aesthetic”, “ Character X + blue”, etc.
A drabble: want your favorite character to kiss you? Here’s your chance :)) Send me a character + the place and the reason to kiss from this prompt list and I will write you a little something :)
Drop your requests in my askbox :)
Some guidelines (please read before requesting):
If you request a drabble and an aesthetic (or two drabbles / two aesthetics) - please make two separate requests.
For aesthetics you can request any character, even those I don’t write about. Preferably a character I know, but if I don’t know them - I’ll just google them :D 
For drabbles - I write Jon Bernthal characters (Shane Walsh, Frank Castle, Terrance Swaino, Blake, James Dixon, Braxton Wolff; also I haven’t yet, but I’d be happy to try writing Sam Rossi, BJ Rose, Ethan Sawyer or even The Mute because why not); Pedro Pascal characters (Ezra, Din Djarin, Dieter Bravo, Marcus Moreno, Maxwell Lord; can try Frankie Morales too); Frank Grillo characters (Leo Barnes, Roy Pulver); AND I still can write for Sam Rockwell characters so feel free to request them too if you want :)
Please, no anon requests. I just want to make sure you received your gift, okay? :)
I will accept the requests until the end of May, and I’ll start posting in June. Sometimes inspiration takes time, especially for writing, so be patient with me :’)
I guess this is it. Thank you all for following me, I really appreciate it a lot!!!
Tagging some mutuals to spread the info: @drewgarfield, @spikes-jonze, @thefasstasticvoyage, @darlingshane, @anna-hawk, @skvatnavle, @fictionalnerdery, @sherlockes, @chellestrash, @chelseasdagger, @cinebration, @slavic-empress, @iliveintheoceanoftime​, @hdlynn, @marshal-vanth, @timothyolyphant​, @stephibee​
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maybege · 2 years
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Hello friend! If I may submit my writing blog HDLynn's Library for the Love Letters?! I have to say that my favorite two fics I've written are The B-List (full fic is on ao3) and also the Dusty Trails series (on tumblr and ao3)! Both fics mean so much to me and have special places in my heart from when I started them and honestly I see them as both of my best works thus far. I'm really looking forward to how they develop further 💗
Yes, my friend, you may! ❤️ Thank you so much for sending in a love letter to yourself! The B-List is an absolute masterpiece in my humble opinion and it gives me all the best rom-com vibes - that and I appreciate the ESC-level ridiculous names :D
If you are in search for some wonderful Din content with lots of variety in tropes and AUs, I strongly suggest checking out @hdlynnslibrary's masterlist!
Also - I am sorry, Heather, you know I cannot help it - if you like period fics, Heather has one called Warm Hands that I will never not adore, so if that is your kind of thing, def check that one out, too!
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pikemoreno · 4 years
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12. Kiss on the nose with reader x Din?
i said 300 word count limit WHERE? thank you for requesting, sweet friend! i hope this appeases!
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Kisses with Din were still a new phenomenon. For the first year of knowing him kisses were lips lightly pressed against icy, steely beskar instead of the soft warmth of skin you liked to imagine waiting just out of reach. Or else they consisted of a keldabe kiss. Done lightly, of course, given the uncovered state of your forehead. That was a lesson learned the first time, which had left you with an ugly bruise for a few days. Din had been overly apologetic every time he saw it. You had to convince him it was okay to try it again, finding much more success on the second attempt-- and every attempt after. Keldabe kisses were of course a beautiful display of intimacy in Mandalorian culture, an act you were honored to be a participant in. Still, for you, it paled in comparison to the newly acquired skin to skin kisses you got to enjoy since marrying Din.
They had started timid, as if neither of you could still quite believe you were allowed to do this. It had to be breaking some kind of rule. They were softly given, but deeply reverent. Even the smallest kiss was purposeful. 
The kisses you shared were still reverent now, never forgetting the privilege it was to find a love so deep that it was worth this level of vulnerability, but they were no longer timid. Not even close. They came naturally, constant and easy. There was one for every occasion:
Kisses on the lips were passionate moments of intimate love. Kisses on the forehead were protective and grounding. Your favorites, though, were kisses on the nose. They brought out a softness that you would have never thought possible at your first meeting with the Mandalorian. 
The first time you had done it was a surprise. It occurred mere days after gaining the ability to kiss him. Din had been particularly adorable with the child that day while playing with him and your heart absolutely melte. You just couldn’t contain yourself. You held his face in your hands and brought your lips to brush against his nose before pulling away completely. He froze for a moment, a smile slowly formed on its face. He absolutely had no idea what to make of the act, but he knew it felt nice. He quickly returned the favor, pressing his lips to your nose-- the only thing he could think to do. You could feel him smiling into it. 
After that, nose kisses became a regular occurrence. They were one of his favorite little ways of expressing love, usually preceded by the soft laughter of a dying conversation and followed by kisses being pressed all over your face. 
Those kisses were comfortable and warm, everything you had imagined all those days of lips pressed to beskar, and so worth the wait.
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princessbatears · 4 years
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Okay Nat! I have a combo HC idea for you! 💋✨ The Intimacy HC specifically when it is getting closer to "that time of the month" for Frankie }:}
Thank you so much for this ask! ❤️
The waxing gibbous phase of the moon’s cycle is the most intense for Frankie in his human form. The Wolf is just under his skin, eager to play, and with that comes a heightening of his senses.
He sees, smells, tastes, hears, and feels everything to the max. It can be hard for him to focus when he’s constantly distracted by ever sensation.
That being said, the thing he’s most easily distracted by and easily able to focus on is you. You’re his wife, his partner, his mate. Every time he hears, smells or sees you, all he wants to do is touch and taste you.
You’re first awakened in the morning by his face pressed into your neck as he inhales your scent. Then, he slowly licks across your throat.
“What’re you doing?” you giggle, already knowing the answer, as your hands comb through his messy hair.
“You taste so good.” A moan escapes him. “And you smell most like you first thing.” Probably because you’ve been sweating in a too warm bed pressed against him all night.
There’s no way you’re able to get up without making love.
As a freelancer, you work from home and, when Frankie’s not on a job, he also spends a lot of his time there. This can be a problem when you’ve got a deadline.
You hear him entering your office, then his lips are on a bare patch of your shoulder. “Sweetie, I’ve got to finish this,” you protest, although you feel an aching in your belly as his hand slips down the front of your shirt to cup one of your breasts.
His only response is a soft growl, fingers continuing to move down your abdomen. They’re getting dangerously close to the top of your yoga pants. Hell, you can take a long lunch, right?
Your favorite way of being close to him, though, is under the stars. He creates a nest with several large blankets in the grass for you to lay on. His eyes glow with flecks of yellow amber in the light of the nearly full moon.
The sweetness of sex is often punctuated by the hilarity of Frankie having a sneezing attack. The downside to having an incredible sense of smell is the grasses and flowers overwhelm his nose. The same thing happens with body wash and shampoo or if you’ve put on a spritz of perfume. Neither of you care, you just laugh.
It bothers him that you don’t get to experience the intensity he’s feeling, so he works doubly hard to make sure you get as much pleasure as possible. His tongue does things you didn’t know were humanly possible (they might not be).
Afterwards, you’re a tangle of limbs, both breathing hard. He strokes and kisses your body as you come down. His touch is so light and soothing. Nearly every time he massages you to sleep.
Unsurprisingly, you first get pregnant during one of these waxing gibbous moons.
You also may have lost potential clients due to a missed consultation or two. There are always others.
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Frankie Morales Masterlist Werewolf Masterlist
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reluctant-mandalore · 3 years
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valentine’s day asks! #23 what’s your dream wedding like?, #34 valentine’s decorations: yay or nay?, and #42 do you prefer gazing wistfully out the window or lying dramatically over the sofa?
#23 what’s your dream wedding like?
dsfhdsbfs I’ve actually thought about this a lot, but tbh as long as both my spouse and me were happy I think it would be the best wedding ever. Buuuut what I dream about....
It would be small with just our closest relatives and friends. I’m not religious so I would prefer not marrying in a church, but if my spouse wanted to I would def compromise with them in some way. Ideally I’d like to marry outside or even in like a castle (they’re cool!!) Flowers would be black roses and sunflowers!! (and odd combo I know but I actually like both of them together). I’ve even thought of my dress. It would be black!! And I would want like a ‘princess’ looking one or something flowy and I would have a long af veil. 
That’s just the basics of what I’ve thought about, but if I was to list everything we’d be here all day lol. 
o wait my spouse would of course be din djarin 
#34 valentine’s decorations: yay or nay?
Hmmm it depends tbh. Usually a nay, but in like video games I always get excited for the valentine theme items??? So real life nay, but fictional yay! 
#42 do you prefer gazing wistfully out the window or lying dramatically over the sofa?
O def dramatically over the sofa lol It’s just such a me thing I think
Valentine's Day Asks!
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onehellofanaskblog · 4 years
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“Hi guys! Firstly, I brought some watermelon water my two bffs turned me onto this vacation week and thought you all might like to trying some?” I pass out the bottles and also hand Din a long straw with mini watermelons printed on it. “Secondly, do you have any favorite constellations from our vantage point of earth? Though if you have different favs from a different viewpoint in our (or a different) galaxy that would be interesting too. I’ve personally always liked the Pleiades star cluster”
Tovar looks perplexed by this bottle of water you’ve handed him. He opens it and tries it, but isn’t a fan. “If you want something that tastes like watermelon, just eat watermelon. I don’t understand,” he says. “Constellations... I never learned many of them, though I think you call it the Little Dipper now? The North Star is greatly important to my line of work.”
Oberyn seems to very much enjoy this watermelon water. “I spent the vast majority of my time at the Citadel studying poisons, but I did learn a bit about the constellations there. We have something similar, I think, the eye of the Ice Dragon is used for navigation,” he answers. “I admit I’m not much familiar with the constellations here.”
“Space is so wild,” Max announces. “I’m really only good at identifying the dippers and Orion, but the Orion nebula is pretty neat to look at. Also this water kicks ass, thank you.”
Din is, once again, extremely amused by the straw. “Thank you, Heather,” he says, then is quiet for a moment. “Honestly I don’t know that I’m familiar with... any constellations. It wasn’t something I learned in training and we ended up living underground for a lot of my life, and moving around on top of that.”
Javi opens the bottle, takes a sip, closes it, sets it aside, and doesn’t touch it again. He doesn’t say anything about it. “I couldn’t name any if I wanted to,” he admits. “Though if you get out in the middle of nowhere on a really clear night, if it’s dark enough you can actually see the Milky Way which is cool. Can’t usually see that, even just in small towns.”
Jack slams the watermelon water. “I may need you to bring me some more of this,” he requests. “Anyway, Lyra, Cygnus, and Aquila. The summer triangle. Means it’s nice enough out to sit out an stargaze.”
“While this water... definitely does taste like watermelon, I have to agree with Tovar. I’d much rather just eat a watermelon,” Ezra explains. “I have seen far too many night skies to possibly pick a favorite constellation. They’re all rather interesting, and telling of the culture that named them.”
Maxwell drinks the water like a normal person because, as a rich guy, he’s used to drinking infused water and this is just... how it is. “I’m not sure I’m familiar with any constellations. I’ve lived in the city most of my life as it is, you can’t see anything from there, anyway.”
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hdlynnslibrary · 2 years
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💤💤💤 Napping with Din HCs 🥺
Izzy! This took a life of its own and is more snuggles then nap but! Here you go! :D
Nestled
Pairing: Werewolf!Din x Fem!Reader Warnings: Some mild Sexual situations, kissing Words: 660 Tags: One shot, Werewolf AU, Established Relationship, domestic fluff, snuggles, porch swings, werewolf Din takes care of his partner, Din can cook, this is soft my friends <3
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Exiting your little home office, you blinked blearily at the empty living room. The day was nice, bright, and warm as the winter chill finally left, so it really should be surprising that your werewolf husband and your adopted step-son were nowhere to be found inside.
You’d had paperwork to fill out so you had taken the afternoon to finally get it done. It wasn’t like you had been procrastinating on doing it for months… nope not at all. Din, being the excellent partner and papa that he was, had given you a kiss on your forehead as you had shuffled through all the papers and forms and then proceeded to get Grogu outside so the kiddo could whoop and holler all he desired while you concentrated with some snacks and your favorite music to concentrate to.
That had been three hours ago and you were finally finished and fucking drained.
As you wanted through the house in the woods that your little family lived in, you knew exactly where you were to find Din.
As you stepped out onto the porch, even in your grumpy mood you couldn’t help but smile. Din was exactly where you thought he would be on the swing he had hung up from the rafters of the porch. He had a book in hand, and reading glasses perched on his nose (his werewolf eyes were amazing at longer distances, but he sometimes struggled with reading up close funnily enough). And he looked perfectly cozy in his dark green flannel as he took a sip from a steaming mug of what smelled like hot chocolate.
Grogu was off playing pretend in the grassy pasture area that Din had carved out of the woods for him and his friends to play in. The kiddo was playing wizard again it seemed, brandishing a little branch like a wand and casting spells in the secret language he had invented during his playtimes.
“Hey stranger,” Din said as he looked up from his book with a grin. “Survive all your paperwork?”
You grimaced as you moved closer, “Just barely.”
“Mhmmm,” Din hummed before grunting in surprise as you didn’t sit down beside him. No, you much preferred to snuggle while straddling his lap.
“Hi,” you said with a little smile as you settled firmly on Din’s lap, your arms snaking around his lap.
“Hi,” your husband said, a glimmer of amusement flashing in his dark eyes. There was just a hint of the wolf’s golden eyes coming through as he set the book to the side. “Needy thing after working on paperwork all afternoon aren’t you?”
“Maybe,” you admitted as you let Din wrap his arms around you and pull you even closer, the swing swaying gently with both of you on it.
You gave your husband a little kiss before snuggling in closer, your face finding the crook of his neck. You took a moment to just feel his warmth, the softness of his flannel shirt, the scratch of his scruff against your cheek, and the foresty musk of his scent.
Din let you nestle into him, his hands rubbing comfortingly along your back until you were practically purring with contentment.
He pressed a gentle kiss into your hair as he felt your body finally relax.
“Did you eat?” He asked, his words rumbling through you.
“Umm…. I had some breakfast?” You answered, guilty because it was now much closer to dinner than lunch.
Din ticked, not surprised.
“Good thing I have something in the oven then isn’t it?” He said a smile in his voice.
You sighed even as your stomach rumbled at the reminder of food, “Have I told you I loved you?”
“You might have once or twice before,” Din said, his dimple showing as you pushed back enough to look at him.
“Well, I’m going to keep saying it until you officially lose count,” you tease before letting your mate pull you in for another kiss.
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tailorvizsla · 4 years
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Hi Momma! Its been a little while since I sent you a #chaotic ask. I was just thinking on what your HCs might with Din, Paz, and the Armorer if their S/O was a bleeding heart who just HAD to rescue and sneak an orphaned baby loth-cat into the covert? Love, your angle
Oooh I like this chaotic ask! I have Din’s ready, but not the other two. For a good reason, I promise. ;) HCs: Din Djarin’s Reaction to SO Bringing Home a Stray Loth Kitten Word Count: ~900 Rating: PG-13 Warnings: Animal abuse. Kotep is hurt when she is little by someone.
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- Din will pet animals and sometimes feed strays if he has food on him, but he isn’t really interested in bringing a pet home. He doesn’t have the time or energy to dedicate to homing an animal and getting it acclimated to his nomadic lifestyle.
- (He will never tell anyone, but he is actually scared of adopting a pet. His biggest fear is needing to leave in a hurry and accidentally leaving the animal behind. Even though he knows he will immediately turn around to go pick it up, he does not want any living creature to experience the feeling of abandonment, even if it’s for a few minutes.)
- One day, while on a supply run, you and Din split up in town. He goes to get medical supplies and you go to the market to get some fresh fruit and veggies. While there, you hear yelling and go to investigate the cause of the ruckus.
- The shop keeper – one of the people you buy goods from on a regular basis – is standing in front of his stall, waving his arms and yelling. Other people are trying to calm him down, but he is on a rampage. He draws his foot back and kicks at something, sending a small lump flying into the wall, cutting off its pained cry with a sickening crack.
- “Vermin!” he spits as he stomps back into his stall. “Filthy animal!”
- From here, you can see that the vermin he was referring to is nothing more than a raggedy brown loth-kitten. Crouching down, you hold your hands out to the kitten and call to it gently. It cowers on the ground in front of you, trying its best to curl its body into a tight little ball, clearly expecting to be abused.
- You can see that its soft, downy hide is covered in a myriad of wounds. The kitten is missing a big chunk out of one ear and it looks like the whiskers on one side of its face have been ripped out. The streets haven’t been kind to the tiny creature.
- “Come here, Kotep,” you croon gently, “I will not hurt you.”
- The loth-kitten stares up at you with big green eyes, ears pinned back, for several long moments. Then it slinks forward on three legs – the fourth is badly broken – and curls up next to your knee. The instant it rests its head on your leg, you know you have to take this little creature with you.
- Slowly, to avoid startling her, you reach into your pocket and take out a handkerchief. The kitten doesn’t move as you wrap the material around its torso, keeping its broken leg immobilized. Then you carefully lift the kitten into the bend of your arm.
- As you pass by the stall, the shopkeeper calls out to you. “Hey, Mando!” he says. “What can I get you today?”
- You look at him, hoping to convey your disgust with your posture alone.
- “What kind of man kicks a loth-kitten hard enough to break its bones?” you ask loudly, drawing everyone’s attention. “When it was merely begging for scraps?”
- His face drains, turning an ashen shade of grey. The market bursts into a flurry of whispers at your admonition. You know that many people see you as nothing more than a murderous bounty hunter, exchanging lives for money. You hope that your words have brought the shopkeeper immense shame. (Honestly, kicking a tiny, helpless kitten? He deserves prison, you think, for his cruelty toward an animal.)
- The nearest veterinary clinic is in the fancy side of town, so you call Din and let him know you’ve been delayed. Fortunately, he doesn’t question you. At the clinic, you settle in the nice, plush chairs to wait, ignoring the weird looks you get from the hoity-toity clientele. Once you explain what happened to the veterinarian, they agree to treat Kotep for a reduced fee. (Even so, the cost of the treatment, vaccinations, and care items wipe out your savings account entirely.)
- From there, you head back to the Razor Crest, trying to smuggle your new companion in. Of course, Din doesn’t miss a thing, especially since you only have a bundle in your arms and a small, colorful bag on your shoulder. Definitely not the supplies you had come here for.
- “Where’s the food?” he asks, folding his arms in front of his chest. You give him back the money Armorer had given you two to buy supplies with.
- “Uh, there was a problem,” you say, trying to hurry past him. “We’ll need to go somewhere else from now on.”
- “Right, and what are you trying to hide from me?” he asks patiently, blocking you in.
- Before you can think of something, Kotep pokes her head up from your arms and lets out a curious meeww??
- “Oh, no,” Din says. “We are not adopting a cat.”
- “Her name is Kotep,” you say stubbornly. “I spent all my savings getting her patched up. So we’re keeping her.”
- “No, we aren’t,” Din says. “You’re taking her back to where you found her.”
- “That hut’uun shopkeeper kicked her so hard he broke her leg and three of her ribs,” you say. “I’m not taking her back there.”
- Din exhales gustily, tilting his head back to look up at the ceiling in exasperation. For a few seconds, you wonder if he really will make you take her back to that horrible place, but he relents.
- “Welcome to the Tribe, Kotep,” Din says grumpily, wiggling a finger at the kitten in your arms.
- Kotep lets out a mraoowr of happiness and licks his finger, her ears coming up in curiosity. 
- That night, Kotep sleeps in the bed with the two of you. When you wake up, Kotep is curled up on Din’s chest, her head tucked under his chin, tiny snores escaping her. Junior is laying across his stomach, tiny snores escaping him as well. You quite literally have to bite down on the insides of your cheeks to not burst into hysterical laughter at the sight of the mighty warrior becoming nothing more than a pillow for two babies.
- As Kotep grows bigger, she takes it upon herself to look after Junior, often picking him up and bringing him to one of you if he starts getting into mischief. Din is especially appreciative of the third pair of eyes on the kid. (Junior, on the other hand, is often sour about having his mischief interrupted.)
- The day you take Kotep back to the Tribe, some idiot of a hunter makes the mistake of getting into Junior’s personal space. As the hunter kneels to waggle a finger at Junior, Kotep launches all 13 kilograms of herself at the hunter, using her sharp claws and teeth to utterly wreck whatever parts of him are not covered in armor. Then, just as quickly, she leaps off him, grabs Junior, and drags the kid under the couch, snarling at anyone who dares come near the couch.
- That day, Kotep is named an honorary member of the Fighting Corps. The hunters debate on having a jetpack or maybe a flamethrower made for her, but you overrule that line of thought. After a few weeks, the hunter apologizes to Kotep. As a peace offering, he gives her a very large piece of fish. She forgives him, and eventually lets him pet her.
- (Having learned his lesson, he often brings her back something small to stay on her good side.)
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ironmandeficiency · 4 years
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Might I request #4 from the shitpost writing prompts? With Rex and Cody?
hey i did the thing!!!
read “emotionally thirsty”
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hdlynn · 4 years
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Send me a kink and I shall rate it or something?
fuck no | no thanks | eeeh | not sure | I’d give it a shot | sure why not | omfg yes | there go my pants | holy fuck take me now
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max--phillips · 3 years
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I swear I wasn’t intending this to be so long but here we be? Jesnhxjsjshxhsjsj
Okay, Marcus Moreno thoughts/thots... (I havent read much at all about the movie tbh Im flying by the seat of my pants here lol) But I see him being a mostly retired ex-superhero ya know? Single dad trying to raise his daughter right and also hold down his job which pays well even if it isnt flashy like saving the world right?
So he does his thing and has his "secret identity glasses" and he goes about his days and then one morning when he is running late and is just like "fuck it" he is going to go into work a little late he NEEDS his coffee this morning.
So he waiting in line and sees the person ordering in front of him and is like "oh they are cute" but he doesn't think that much of it because Marcus Moreno is the kind of man who sort of is always falling in love with strangers in little ways. But then an asshat who ordered online pushes in to get his drinks, nearly toppling the cute person in front of him over (spoilers cute person is you) and Marcus swoops in keeping you from face planting AND also saving your drink cause #superhero reflexes
Just imagine, the warm, strength of his arm, staring up surprised into his kind brown eyes as you both freeze for a moment before he sets you to rights with a chuckle and an apology even though he wasnt at fault at all. And you chat a little bit while Marcus is waiting for his drink but then he has his coffee and he has to finally go cause he is late and you both are just like.... lingering last looks right?
But you both now are always making it a point to get morning coffee at that shop and the employees are just like #waiting for one of you to fucking finally ask the other out you know?
Until one morning? He doesnt show up and then the city is thrown into a panic when it is attacked by aliens/a super villian/a giant blog (you know the normal things) and your so worried that he got caught up in the mess or even killed. And you're watching the news and then.... there he fucking is?! He doesnt have his glasses but you would know that face (and that wonderful nose) anywhere. It is Marcus fucking Moreno and he is wearing body armor?! And has swords?! and you've been having unofficial coffee dates with goddamn superhero and no one else has figured out his identity somehow???? AND DEAR LORD HE ALMOST GOT SMASHED BY A BUILDING ON LIVE TV YOU ARE GOING TO KILL HIM WHEN YOU SEE HIM AGAIN
Needless to say when the shop opens up again you wait for him outside you can give him a piece of your mind about how dangerous a situation he put himself in. And he is just grinning like an idiot cause you CARE for him and you sort of let it slip you think he is attractive and you're also smart and knew it was him? And somehow before you know it you have his number, and he is picking you up for a date tomorrow and you also know he gives the best hugs and smells even better close up and you're just standing looking like a fish at all these revelations. Because Marcus likes you as much as you're discovering you like him.
And things go pretty quickly from there because you both already have a lot of cards of the table now and fuck you do find both sides of him (glasses wearing single-dad Marcus and the sword wielding hero to be hot AF).
And suffice to say that the sex is amazing too you know? The man is in amazing physical condition but is also perceptive and sort of a himbo sometimes but gosh darn he knows how to please you too. That man has an amazing oral game, and it def is a fun time when you get him only able to grit out curses and praises when you go down on him. After all, who doesnt like a superhero like him surrendering to you so sweetly? }:}
Might have to write an actual one shot for this now tbh? xD
Anyways!!!!! Happy bday again!!!! 🤗
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OFJDBSJGKDHSHKFKSJS YES!!!!! Oh my god he catches u and ur just like ❤️👄❤️ at first bc omg who is this handsome stranger and he just saved you from embarrassment and having to order another drink and being even more late and just Jfbsjfjdjs
But man Yes Yes Yes Yes all of this I’m !!!!!!!! I have nothing to add this is just so good
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pikemoreno · 4 years
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This Fluff list got me in the feels Bri! Could I request 42 & 25 with Din?
character: din djarin
prompt: “Please just look at me while I confess, after that you can look anywhere you like, I swear.” “You’re the only person I’ve ever actually wanted to spend the rest of my life with.”
warnings: none whatsoever
word count: ~600
i would kinda like to write this from the opposite perspective now?? too much not revealed here.
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Your foot bounced incessantly where you sat in the passenger’s seat of the Razor Crest. This was it: the culmination of all you had been thinking of for the past two months since you had joined the sweet little Clan of Two. It was never intended to be a long term arrangement. Your initially proposed time to remain with them was coming to a speedy end. And you hated it. 
So here you were, waiting for the courage to ask if you could stay with them, genuinely having no idea how this conversation would go. Din was unreadable. As your agreed upon departure day drew nearer, you couldn’t tell if he was grateful for the end or as heartbroken as you were. He was stoic as usual as he sat in the pilot’s seat, staring straight out the front viewport. If anything, he had been frustratingly more gruff and short with you the past few days. You had come to care about him so much over the past few weeks, and this is how he was going to let you go? The kid, on the other hand, wore his big ol’ heart on his sleeve. He had hardly let you breathe for the past three days, needing to be near you at all times, requiring your attention constantly. You couldn’t say you minded, but you couldn’t help but wish the same was true of the man you’d grown to lo-- To “become very fond of,” you corrected yourself. That’s what you had meant.
The moment of truth came suddenly, interrupting your thinking as you ran a hand over the ear of the cooing child.
“Where am I dropping you off?” The question sank in your bones like ice, the tone and the harsh sound of the modulation not helping it go down any easier.
“I actually wanted to talk to you about that,” you began, looking over to him. He remained static, staring straight ahead, silent. You took in a deep breath as you set the kid down, letting him wander off. Your voice shook as you continued. “Please just look at me while I confess, after that you can look anywhere you like, I swear.” His body finally swiveled towards you ever so slowly. Still not a word. “I had been wondering if you-- if I could stay on. To- to help with the kid you know? And if you get hurt, I’m here to help with that too. Or if a bounty is too much like when--” He held up a hand to stop you. 
“Yes.”
“Yes?” you confirmed, “Yes, I can stay with you?”
“Of course. You’ve been,” he voice cracked and he cleared his throat to hide it, “really helpful. I can’t imagine not having you around now.” You gaped. 
“I- I had no idea you felt that way, Din.” He let out a heavily modulated sigh, his helmet steadily focused on you. You stared back at where you guessed his eyes would be behind the blackness.
“You’re the only person I’ve ever actually wanted to spend the rest of my life with.” You couldn’t hide the way your eyes widened at the admission. “As a-- A work partner, I mean. I’ve always wanted to work alone. But you? I want you to stay with us for as long as you’re willing to.” 
The way he said “us” didn’t convince you in the slightest, but you let it go for now. He’d come around eventually. In his own time, you would hear him say what you’d been thinking. For now you settled for:
“I think the rest of my life sounds good to me too.”
The way his hand touched yours, lacing fingers together, you didn’t need to hear him say it.
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