PEDRO PASCAL Vs. MANDO

I made this for school a few years ago and I thought I would post it here

The LIGHTSABER, also referred to as a laser sword by those who were unfamiliar with it, was a weapon usually used by the Jedi, the Sith, and other Force-sensitives. Lightsabers consisted of a plasma blade, powered by a kyber crystal, that was emitted from a usually metal hilt and could be shut off at will. It was a weapon that required skill and training, and was greatly enhanced when used in conjunction with the Force.

“I’ll see you again, I promise.”

Fic: Grenade (100 Follower Prompt Fill)

Fandom:  The Mandalorian Pairing:  Din x gender neutral Reader (no Y/N) Length:  2.9k words Rating:  Teen Summary:  Din seems to think it doesn’t matter if he gets injured. You disagree. 

Warnings:  no smut in this one?  Mild angst.  Mentions an injury & canon-typical violence (no violence in the fic itself), and it’s implied that a character is careless with their safety because they believe they’re expendable.  Reader cries a lot (but some of them are happy tears).  Unbeta’d

[ gif by @pajamasecrets​, original post here ]

Notes: This is a 100 Followers Celebration prompt fill for a follower who wanted to remain anonymous and requested “mild angst where a gn!reader gets mad at Din for taking stupid risks.”  (I did my best, friend, but I just couldn’t not give them a happy ending—sorry, not sorry, ‘cause Din deserves all the good things.) 

This is my first attempt at a gender neutral reader, so please let me know if you notice anything amiss.

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THE MANDALORIAN: SEASON 2 ↳  MING NA WEN  as  FENNEC SHAND

My Soul in the Stars (Poe Dameron x Reader)

Warnings: Post-TROS so I guess spoilers.

Word Count: 1,656

A/N: I have written a thing! It’s been a long while and I’m rusty AF and it’s possibly awful, but here’s a cute fluffy lil snippet of not-quite-unrequited love and feelings-y stuff. Enjoy, let me know if you’d read more cause uhhh I kinda wanna write a lot of Poe these days.

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The King of Mand'alor👑

Massage Treatment With Kix

This is pure porn with an itty bit of plot. This thought came to me when I stumbled upon this GIF(18+ very NSFW) and I was feeling major Kix Vibes.

Let me know what you think :)

Summary: You are a medical assistant to Kix who has been working too much. Kix has noticed the increase tension in your body and offers you a massage treatment back at his place

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Clone Medic Kix x Reader

Warnings: PinV, unprotected sex, naked massages, slight authority kink if you look really closely, Boss/Employer relationship kinda, corny use of medical terms

Word Count: 2.4 K

A small thank you @deathwatchnightowl for giving me some ideas and getting this off the ground

It was only meant to be an innocent back rub. You had been working alongside Kix for countless hours tending to the men who came back from a rather difficult mission. Your neck was sore from constantly looking down at charts and leaning over to comfort some of the men who were worse off for wear. Every second you had you tried to massage the knot in your neck and the tightness in your hands.

Medic Kix had taken notice when you had just finished dressing a deep wound on Five’s chest. Of course he had to get himself hurt as always. You had stood up once done and immediately rubbed your neck which seemed out of habit.

“If I was able to move without crying I would be more than happy to release whatever tension you have, sweetie,” Fives flirted as you felt the waves of embarrassment flood over you. Kix pushed Fives back down onto the bed, making sure to press a little harder on the wound.

“Ow! What gives?!” Fives shouted as he glared at Kix

“You need your rest trooper and my assistant still has a lot more patients to take care of.” He responded sternly as you were shuffling around medical supplies, trying to look busy. You followed him out once he was done silently scolding Fives.

“He is right though,” he turned around to look at you, his hazel brown eyes examining you up and down, “You seem very tense. Come back to my place once your shift is over and I will try to fix those knots for you.”

You really didn’t think anything of it. You would be lying if you didn’t harbor a small crush on the pretty boy medic. But that was exactly what he was, a pretty boy. The one that always made the girls swoon, the one that could pick up whomever he wanted, there was not a chance in hell that he would be interested in you. So this is why you had decided without a second thought of going over to Kix’s place so he could work a treatment

This was how you ended up here now. You were currently lying on your stomach on Kix’s bed, shirt off as he firmly massaged your back. You were hyper aware of how your naked back was exposed to him, how he probably saw the little beauty marks on your back. You tried to distract yourself by taking in his room but only to be lost in his scent on his pillows and sheets.

Moving away from the knot to gently massage down your sides, his fingers then brushed up against the side of your breasts. He did not seem to notice as his pace and pressure never faltered. He did this a few times before deciding to stop and work on the muscles underneath your breasts. He wasn’t exactly touching your chest but he was close, the warmth from his hands teasing you as you tried to ignore the tightening for your nipples and the shiver down your back.

“You are tensing up again, are you alright?” Kix asked as he was slowly working a giant knot in your shoulder blade. He knew there was only a certain amount of times he could work on the knot before hurting the muscle more.

“I am fine,” you said quietly, not trusting your voice not to waver.

“Close your eyes and take a deep breath for me,” he ordered, his hands resting on your back.

You nodded, even though he didn’t see, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath you felt him start working on the extremely tight knot.

“Now, breath out slowly for me.”

You exhaled slowly as ordered as you felt the knot release and you let out a groan.

“Finally, there we go, sweetie.” Kix praised as he worked his way down your back. He stopped mid back where the hem of your leggings rested. You always wore high waist leggings because you felt it did a good job in hiding your body’s imperfections.

“Do you mind if I remove these?” He asked.

You stiffened as your brain turned to static and blood rushed to your head, “What?”

“I can’t properly reach through the fabric. I have a towel, I won’t peak I promise.” He swore.

“Fine,” you huffed, squeezing your eyes shut as if that would allow you to disappear. You felt him pull down the hem of your pants, dragging them down, catching your underwear as he pulled them over your ass.

Indeed he was telling the truth when you felt the towel placed over your behind right before he removed the other clothing. Though, he failed to mention the actual size of the towel. It must’ve been those hand towels because it felt like it barely covered you. The skin of your thighs were still exposed and you could swear that it didn’t cover your entire behind.

You tried to control your breathing, reminding yourself that he was a medic, he had probably seen lots of butts in his work and he was just helping you. He probably didn’t even notice, there wasn’t much to notice anyways.

As Kix was done removing your bottom articles , he took in the sight of you naked on his bed. He took notice of every dip, the roundness of your thighs, the little dimples on your lower back. He was curious if his thumbs would be a perfect fit, if the dip in your back deepened when you arch your back. He really wished he could remove the towel just to take a quick look. He shook his head,trying to regain composure, as he went back up on the bed.

“Do you mind if I sit on your legs? It will be easier to work out the lower back.”

You nodded, you knew that whatever you would say would make you sound desperate for his touch and you didn’t want to be the one to create that tension.

You felt the weight as Kix’s body on you, his knees on either side of you as he rested just above your knees. Using his upper body weight, he pressed down along your spine, tackling every small knot. One particular area felt really good. You couldn’t stop and a low moan escaped you.

You covered your mouth, offering an apology and you began to feel even more insecure.

Kix laughed, “Don’t apologize, it would be pretty terrible if you weren’t enjoying it.

Kix smirked as he brought his hands higher up this time, he took notice how your thighs parted ever so slightly for him. With the towel still in the way he was not able to get a good view but he had a pretty clear picture of what was going on between your legs.

You bit your bottom lip, trying to keep yourself still. You were so embarrassed at how turned on you became just from a simple back rub. You let out a whimper that you prayed he did not hear as he massaged just below the fold in your ass.

“I don’t think I have gotten every knot, mesh’la,” his voice was deep and husky.

You kept your eyes shut, holding back another whimper. He moved his hands back down and slowly back up, this time not stopping at his original point.

“I wonder how tense you are right here,” he cooed as his thumbs brushed up against your soaked cunt, you let out a loud gasp as he inserted one finger into your weeping core.

“Oh baby, we are definitely going to have to work on this tension. What do you think?”

“Kix! No, I’m sorry!” you cried out, your fight or flight instincts kicking in. You were so ashamed of him noticing in but also relishing in the slight relief that his finger brought.

“Ssshh, there is nothing to be sorry about. It is a healthy human reaction,” he stated as he slowly moved his finger in and out of you. He removed the flimsy towel, not bothering to ask you for permission. He was graced with the site of your wet lips, as his soaked finger was being pulled into your core. He took in the roundness of your ass and how it jiggled slightly when you tried to move away.

With his other free hand, he silently pulled down his blacks to expose his raging hard on. The head was already swollen, red and weeping from the whole ordeal. He removed his finger which caused you to cry out in protest.

“Don’t worry, darling. I just need to work a bit more on this fabulous ass of yours.” He shifted further up you and you let out a squeal when you felt his naked cock on your ass.

“I have to say, mesh’la,” he teased as he kneaded your ass, rubbing his cock along your cheeks, “We are both healthy specimens, wouldn’t you agree?”

Your brain had shut down, all you could do was take in Kix’s warm, hard member as it moved between your ass cheeks. You moaned when you felt the beads of precum stain across your skin. He dragged himself across your body on purpose as the head slid down to your entrance, using his head to coat your wetness across your outer lips and thighs.

He kissed your lower back down to your left ass cheek and gave it a light nip. He grinned when he heard you yelp and watched you jump.

“I know these methods aren’t exactly textbook recommendations, but as my assistant I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind trying them out with me?”

“Maker! Kix, please, touch me again. It hurts!”

“Tsk, the idea wasn’t to hurt you, love.” he responded as he inserted two fingers into you again, separating them to open you wider, “Here let me get you prepared for the main procedure,”

You pushed your body back towards his fingers. Initially you were trying to match his movements and he eventually stopped, allowing you to just fuck yourself on his fingers.

“You are such a smart girl,” he whispered, stroking your leg, “You know exactly what to do, doing so well for me.”

You whimpered at each thrust, breathing labored as you continue to fuck his fingers.

“Kix, I think I need the main dose,” you cried, burying your face into his pillow.

Kix smirked, pulling out his fingers again, this time sucking on them to get a small taste of you. Gods, you tasted delicious, he took note for next time, as he adjusted your lower body. He lifted your hips as you brought yourself to your knees.

“I will be more than happy to,” he said, holding his cock as he aligned it with your entrance, “Let me know if anything is uncomfortable, alright?”

You finally turned your head to look at him, he still had his top on but somehow had removed his pants. His light eyes were now a shade darker, blown out with lust as you saw how wide his fingers were. You moaned, only imagining how big he actually was.

You didn’t need too much time to imagine as he pushed through your entrance and you heard him groan, “Fuck, should’ve, should’ve prepared a bit more,” he joked as he waited for you to adjust.

“It’s fine,” you breathed, “Ngh, I am so full. The perfect size.” you winked before you dropped your head to his pillows.

Kix laughed and took this as a sign to move, he cursed as your cunt gripped him as he slid in and out. How were you so warm? How were you so tight? If he had known the effect he had on you was the same as him with you he would’ve taken you to bed ages ago.

You knelt there, taking the onslaught of thrusts from his cock. You could feel yourself becoming more wet as he started to move more easily within you. You knew you were for sure making a mess but you didn’t care. Kix was fucking you, his cock was more impressive than you ever imagined and he was making those sexy noises behind you because of you.

“I think, I think this is working, Sir,” you clenched around him at the word ‘Sir’

“I believe it is, darling. I can feel you loosening up,but not too much, just the perfect fit for my cock,” he gripped your hips, as he pounded harder into you. His skin slapping against yours as you were crying out his name.

“So, good! Kix, so good!” you gripped the sheets even tighter, a little worried that you would rip the sheets but you knew you could always just replace them.

His knees dug more into the mattress and he increased his pace. With the new speed he was now pounding directly over your sweet spot over and over again.

You tried to hold back, you tried to slow down the building pressure of pleasure but you knew it was futile.

“Kix, I am gonna cum, shit!”

“Yeah, you’re close, baby girl? Good, cause so am I. Cum with me baby.”

He gripped you even harder as you arched your back like a loth cat and screamed out his name as you clenched around him. Kix’s orgasm came suddenly due to your grip. He rested his forehead on your back as he crushed out your name, his hips stuttering as he came deeply inside you in large spurts.

You both collapsed together, him on top of you as you both felt the side effects of the orgasm.

Your eyes were closed but you had a wide grin on your face as you bathed in the post sex glow.

Kix gave you a kiss on your forehead, “Feel better?” he asked as he nuzzled your cheek.

You nodded, leaning into him. “Much, thank you, doctor,”

He scoffed, as he stroked your hair. He felt his cum leaking out of you but he didn’t want to pull out just yet.

“I don’t think we are done though?” he whispered.

“Oh?” you asked, nuzzling more into the pillows, “That was just a first round, I am not sure how many rounds we will need but I certainly know one treatment isn’t enough.

You felt the familiar tingles returning to you quickly as you groaned at the fluids leaking out of you.

“Well, I am here to assist you in as many treatments as you need.”

Kix laughed, as he felt himself getting hard again, “That’s my good girl.”

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Little Yellow Sundress

Din Djarin x F!Reader

Summary: Reader buys a sundress in hopes if getting din’s attention…spoiler alert - It works.

Word Count: 4.5k (the longest thing i have written in a WHILE)

Warnings: SMUT 18+ ONLY! descriptive sexual content, fingering, a teeny tiny bit of cockwarming if you squint, starts out a little intimidating, but it’s literally all soft and sweet. cursing, fluff. (I hope to god that’s everything lol

A/N: Okay y’all this is my first ever like actual smut content so…please be gentle with me xD. I don’t think it’s absolutely terrible, but honestly idk. I hope you guys enjoy! Thank you to @hdlynnslibrary for reading over this for me before I posted it and encouraging me the whole way! ily Heather! <3

Living and working with someone is hard. It has all kinds of unique challenges and obstacles to tackle each and every day. Living with a Mandalorian, however, is even harder. Especially when you have been harboring feelings for said warrior since the moment you met him. At first you thought that living and working as the child’s caretaker would be impossible. The Mandalorian hardly spoke to you and when he did, it was in short clipped sentences. Never one to talk unless absolutely necessary. However, as time wore on you began to chip away at the walls he had built up around him, even if you didn’t know it. He started talking more, sharing things about his past to you, telling stories of his time growing up in the fighting corps. He even told you his name eventually, late one night as you both stared out the viewport of the razor crest. All of these things made you fall further and further in love with the man in beskar, even though you knew he’d never feel the same.

You knew your feelings for the Mandalorian were the real reason behind your most recent purchase at the market. You had been saving up the credits you had earned for the past few weeks, and when you saw the sundress at the market stall, you couldn’t resist. You tried to convince yourself that it was for you, that you just wanted to have something other than pants and a beige shirt for once. However, as you woke up the following morning and slipped the dress on, the only thing you could find yourself thinking was that you hoped Din liked it. It wasn’t anything special, just a simple fabric with tiny floral patterns on it. It has short sleeves and buttons running down the front and falls to just above your knees. By most people’s standards, it was a fairly modest dress.

But Din’s mind went to places far from modest when he saw you emerge from your bunk in the newly obtained outfit. He was looking over his guns and other gear before he went out for another bounty. He raised his head to greet you when he heard you enter the hull but all words failed him when he saw you. He had never seen you in anything but your usual attire, and that never included little dainty sundresses.

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