The Sweetest Taboo

pretzels ; eddie munson

Writing and posting a fic for the first time in years bc this post about Eddie and his pretzels decided to moderately blow up. Pls note this quickly went from a fic about eating pretzels to a full blown rewrite of the cafeteria scene BUT I hope you enjoy ;)

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader (no use of y/n or physical descriptions)

Warnings: Like two swear words, disgusting fluff, Eddie being soft only for his gf, said gf being a sucker for her bf, suggestiveness at the end bc why tf not

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The job - Introduction

Word count: 1.4k

Notes: din djarin x reader, set up for the story explaining how you and Din will come to meet! There won’t be any smut, just so you know, but if you’re looking for fluff you’ll be in the right place! I will add a read more line in the morning when I have my laptop hehe

Warnings: none

The Razor Crest shook and creaked while it unsteadily landed on the platform. As the engines came to a halt, they almost sounded relieved to have made it to the dodgy-looking spaceship repair shop deep in the hills of the planet Duugan. A man with rough, purple skin and two horns sticking out of his head walked up to the ship, wiping his hands on his leather apron as the Mandalorian jumped down.

‘Thought I recognised this old beauty’, the man greeted. 'Long time no see, Mando.’

'Weyfel.’ Din shook his hand. 

A dry wind blew through the workyard, which was littered with parts, while the mechanic inspected the ship with a frown. 'What have you done to her this time?!’

'Ran into some bad weather’, he answered shortly.

'Of course you did. Well, it is gonna take some time to fix her’, Weyfel said, scratching his head. 'At least four days, by the looks of it.’

Din nodded. 'I thought as much. I’ll just get my stuff and be out of your way.’

'It’s gonna cost ya, Mando’, the mechanic warned. 'I hope the bounty hunting business has been treating you well.’

He didn’t get an answer as Din turned around to collect his bag and weapons. A few minutes later, he came out again, blasters in his holsters and a rifle strapped to his back. Two bags hung from his shoulders, one of which was covered by his cape. Weyfel wasn’t blind, however, and as Din passed him, his cape moved just enough in the wind to reveal a pointy, green ear sticking out of the bag. 

'I don’t remember you having a pet with you last time’, he called after the Mandalorian, who ignored him as he left the workyard. He shrugged, turned around and shouted towards the garage: 'Hey! We got work to do, you lazy pieces of scrap!’

A wobbly droid and a young man with a mechanic arm and grease on his forehead came running out. 

The latter took one look at the ship and then at the workyard, empty except for the metal echoes of long gone spaceships, waiting for a new purpose. 

'Is he gone?’, he asked, disappointed. 

Weyfel shoved him towards the Crest. 'Yes, and you’ll be next if you don’t get your ass to work! I want that thing looking good as new when he gets back!’

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Strange Love

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Word Count: 15k

Summary:  The popular girl mingling with the school’s freak should have been outrageous. Yet you chose him as a quick escape from reality because he seemed to be the only person able to give you what you needed. You had no idea that the escape he offered you would turn into something so much more complicated.

Warnings: Smut, Unprotected Sex, drugs, feels, lots of words

Available on: AO3

Sequel: Part 2

A/N: Okay this author’s note is a little longer but please take the time to read it! When I started this I just wanted to write a small smut fic but Eddie somehow started to have a life on his own and wanted to get feelings and character development in here. I know that 15k words is very intimidating, especially for people like me with a short attention span. Here on Tumblr, you have the whole fic in one go. The chapters are seperated with bold and italic lyric parts so you can just read one part and take a break if necessary. For more reading comfort I would recommend you to check the AO3 link above, I seperated this into actual chapters on there cuz it’s easier to do than here on Tumblr. Enjoy!

Everybody wants to know If we fucked on the bathroom sink How your hands felt in my hair If we were high on amphetamines

“Fuck,” you moaned and the fist in his long hair got even tighter.

He didn’t seem to mind at all.

You had no idea how you ended up here. You were supposed to cheer on the basketball team with your friends, support the cheerleading squad because your best friend was currently a member there.

It was supposed to be a fun night.

And yet you were here in the men’s bathroom furthest away from the gym and the game.

With Eddie Munson.

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don’t take my heart (don’t break my heart) masterlist

Dustin isn’t allowed to date until his sister, Kate, does. Problem is, he already has a girlfriend. He looks for help in the most unlikely place: the Hellfire Club. (complete)

prequel | my other works | taglist

00. prologue

01. head over heels

02. good old-fashioned lover boy

03. louder than words

04. love is a battlefield

05. bad case of loving you

06. moonage daydream

Tell Me a Secret | Tutor!Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader Masterlist

"Tell me a secret, sweetheart."

"I'm really bad at math... Tell me a secret."

"I'm actually good at math."

Summary: A classic tale of idiots to lovers. The school freak who was surprisingly good at math agrees to tutor Hawkins High royalty, the Vice President who's on the verge of failing.

Series in Order:

Tutor

Hellfire Palace

Torn Brown Couch

Bracelet

White Picket Fence

Last Row, Corner Booth

Lover's Lake

♡masterlist will be updated as I post. Taglist is open♡

Feels Like Yesterday Masterlist

Ship: Frankie Morales x Elena Bohannon (OC)

Preview    Inspiration    Playlist     Full Masterlist

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Epilogue

One Shots

Coming Soon!

Prospect - Fic Recommendations

Main Rec Masterlist

@the-blind-assassin-12

Point of no return -> The Aurelac rush is over, Cee and Ezra narrowly escaping being stranded on the toxic Green Moon with their lives. But they’re not out of the woods just yet. With no one else to turn to, Cee reaches out to the only person whose contact information Ezra has on him- Clara, the woman he walked away from five years earlier. With so much time gone by and so many old wounds what does Ezra’s sudden re-emergence in Clara’s life mean for either of them?

Caught Red Handed

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2.6k

Summary: Y/N and Eddie are in a relationship but Y/N’s brother Dustin has no idea about it.

Warnings: light smut (fingering)

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“I’m heading out Dustin, I’ll be back later!” Y/N called her younger brother. 

“Where are you going?” Dustin asked, suddenly appearing from around the corner. 

“Just out with a few friends.” Y/N responded. 

“Who?” Dustin interrogated. 

“What are you? My father?” Y/N asked.

Dustin placed his hands on his hips, “Well someone has to be. You go out nearly every night without explanation. Robin says that you have a secret relationship that you’re not telling me about but I shut her down immediately. You tell me everything, of course you would tell me if you were in a relationship.”

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Frostbite Masterpost

A post-Thor: The Dark World Loki x Reader Adventure

Summary: Iceland is nice - sure, you probably should’ve picked a time of year when the weather was a little warmer, but it isn’t too bad, and at least you’re away from your desk job, right? It’s a pretty big adventure.

You’ve always said that you wanted more adventure in your life.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9| Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 15 | Part 16 | Part 17 | Part 18 | Part 19 | Part 20 | Part 21 | Part 22 | Part 23 | Part 24 | Part 25 | Part 26 | Part 27 | Part 28 | Part 29 | Part 30 | Part 31 | Part 32 | Part 33 | Part 34 | Part 35 | Part 36 | Part 37 | Part 38 | Part 39 | Part 40 | Part 41 | Part 42 | Part 43 | Part 44 | Part 45 | Part 46 | Part 47 | Part 48 | Part 49 | Part 50 | Part 51 | Part 52 | Part 53 | Part 54 | Part 55 | Part 56 | Part 57 | Part 58 | Part 59 | Part 60 + Epilogue

Also find it on Ao3! [link] ❄️ 

Print Edition of Frostbite (also available as an epub)! 📚   

Flurries:

(AUs/Alternate Endings/Oneshots/Deleted Scenes)

Paper Planes

Hail to the Queen

Sand

Spank

Spring Fever

A Royal Spooning

Another Royal Spooning

Honey, Revisited

Bedtime Stories

Devour

They keep going by @apurpletrashcan​

Running with the Wolves by @cozy-the-overlord​

Just a Matter of Time by @caughtaghostsomehow​

Never Forgotten by @just-a-lovely-reader​

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Art:

Gjálp & Greip by @acaprioglino  

Býleistr by @acaprioglino 

Hrossþjófr, Býleistr, Greip, & Gjálp Portraits by @acaprioglino (commission them)!

In-Unga by @acaprioglino

In-Unga by @the-republic-and-face-of-texas

First Meeting *animation* by @blackrose9794

Visiting Asgard *comic* by @blackrose9794​

The Final Showdown by @francisketches​​​

In-Unga by @demilovr247-blog

In-Unga by @luisaskywalker

Loki & In-Unga by @im-way-too-many-fandoms

Loki & In-Unga have a bonding moment by @jelly-draws

Greip & Hrossþjófr (by me)

Loki & In-Unga by @kin-1870​

Loki & Drottning by AsgardianDaisy

In-Unga in the Gown by @lukeios

In-Unga & Her Hat by @theliesmithsdaughter

In-Unga’s Outfit by @apurpletrashcan

Various In-Ungas by @kason-nvidiade-art

In-Unga’s Asgardian Dress by @allthelovefromstylesxx

Greip & Gjálp by @jelly-draws

Býleistr by @magnitude101999

Jotunheim Map by @javelinamilk

In-Unga in Asgard by @cchulainn

Jotun Loki by @neverending-space

Prince B Gets Gucci by @becausekittensareinvolved

Dad!King Loki by @becausekittensareinvolved

Loki & In-Unga Dancing by @just-a-lovely-reader

The Frostbite Gang by @lenerdybunny

Frostbite Chapter Covers by @megalocerous

Frostbite Cover by @pie46733

Frostbite Lettering by @quaainteriude

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Audio:

Mavis Reads - Frostbite Pt 1 | Pt 2 | Pt 3 by @m-arbles

My Pronunciations of Character Names 

Frostbite Spotify Playlist (my writing music + reader suggestions)!

‘Young King Loki’ rendition by @apurpletrashcan

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The World of Frostbite:

Characters

Culture / Tribes

Mythology

Rough Day (The Mandalorian x Reader)

Rated: Explicit

Word Count: 3.1K

Summary: When you woke up this morning, you didn’t really think it would be a “fixing Mando’s knife wound and then giving him a handjob” kind of day today but hey, who knew that agreeing to babysit a bounty hunter’s weird, green little child would be so full of surprises.

Warnings: Smut, language, handjobs (duh), dirty talk, Pedro Pascal (deserves his own warning), mentions of blood, spoilers for the Mandalorian.

Maker, why is this even a thing?

You don’t know his name.  You’ve never seen his face.  He barely says a word, doesn’t even move much unless he needs to.  If he didn’t have such an obvious complex about droids, you would’ve thought he could be one himself, quietly forged and hidden beneath gleaming beskar armor for an untold number of years.  You know practically nothing about him other than the few things you’ve heard about his culture—most likely either grossly exaggerated or just flat out nonsense.  Everything about him is an enigma, even down to the vaguely impersonal things, such as the technical name for his “poof gun” or what insane percentage of his body weight metal has to account for.

But that doesn’t stop you.  Nope, the fact that you’ve never even seen a strip of his skin doesn’t stop you from nursing a stupid, helpless crush on the quiet bounty hunter.  Stars, it’s ridiculous.  The modulated, low baritone, the intimidating way he carries himself, so stoic and dark and foreboding and tall—

He terrifies you.  You’re absolutely terrified of bothering him, of being too forward or inquisitive.  You sit in the cockpit with him for hours in dead silence, kid perched on your lap in the copilot’s seat to keep him from touching anything, hypnotized by the way his helmet subtly reflects the streaks of hyperspace as they race by and thinking about all the impossible things you want to know but can never ask about.  The last thing you want to do is accidentally test his patience, possibly get marooned on some backwater planet somewhere because you just couldn’t accept something so beautifully mysterious for what it is.

So you ultimately strive to be almost as quiet as he is, always helpful but never in the way.  You troubleshoot mechanical issues with the vessel when they make themselves known, take the baby in one of the secluded areas of the hull and play peekaboo for a bit when he gets too fussy, or just pick up a rag and start cleaning when there’s nothing else to occupy your time.  You sleep occasionally, curling up on the floor of the hull with a blanket to avoid taking up too much space, living out of your suitcase and making a generous ten percent of his commissions just by copiloting and keeping watch over the child while he works.  With the strict schedule he keeps, your pay is always handsome and consistent, even if it is all a bit boring.

Watching him wrestle his bounties into carbonite is admittedly the most exciting part for you, the rest of your days filled with nothing but the interior of the vessel as it either travels through hyperspace or sits stationary on a planet.  He always returns to you bruised and dirty, manhandling and shoving his bounties up the ramp and into the carbonite chamber one by one, not bothering with the fuel needed to collect payment until at least three or four have been retrieved.

You try not to constantly replay the incredibly vivid memory of one of them snarling something sexually obscene at you once and how quickly the bounty hunter whipped his fist out and broke his nose before freezing him.

“Isn’t… isn’t he still conscious in there?”  You remember asking, studying the disgustingly crooked angle of the man’s shattered silver nose, to which the Mandalorian shortly replied, “Yes,” before clambering into the cockpit and taking off.

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