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Part Eighteen of the Rough Day Series

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 19.5K

Warnings: SMUT, religion kink (maybe?), squirting, consensual stalking/pursuing, canon-typical violence, mention of underage drinking, uhh I believe that’s it but as always, let me know if I’ve forgotten anything please!

A/N: Hey yall!!!  So I know this chapter has been a long time coming and though I’m not completely satisfied with it, I hope it brings a little happiness to you for an hour or two while you read!  School has been kicking my ass and I’ve been in a bit of an emotional slump recently, but I pulled a few all-nighters to post this on time and it’s finally finished!  Thank you to everyone who has stuck with me and sent me encouraging words over the past month or so, I hope you enjoy the end of the Sanctuary arc💕

Also like last time, part 2 of my collaboration with @followwhereshegoes will be posted after the chapter!!  As a reminder, sweet girl is a reader insert and every imagining of her will be different—this is Lisa’s interpretation of her and her artwork is absolutely gorgeous, so please go give her a follow!

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Whispers of You

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Part Seventeen of the Rough Day Series

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 17.3k

Warnings: LIL SPLASHY SPLASH OF SMUT (more comm sex duh) and idk if it counts as religion kink or not but perhaps? Not the usual amount of warnings in this one I don’t think, let me know if y’all see anything

A/N: This chapter turned into a little bit of everything—smut, fluff, angst, FEELS. Hopefully it’s alright and as always, I’ll get to work on the next one very soon!!

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Ask Me Again Tomorrow

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Part Sixteen of the Rough Day Series

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 16.3K

Warnings: SMUTTTTT, following/stalking, some fluffy moments but mostly just a lil action and interaction, I don’t think there’s any other warning besides language and the smut (comm sex WITH A TWIST YALLLLL) but if you happen to find something else that warrants a tag, please let me know and I will do so accordingly!

A/N: The response to this story has grown beyond anything I could’ve ever imagined and I genuinely thank you all from the bottom of my heart for the privilege of writing for you.  Hope this one ends up being okay and I’ll get to work on the next chapter soon!

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Out of a Trillion

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Part Fifteen of the Rough Day Series

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 12.6K

Warnings: uhhhh so there is a bit of SMUT in this one, not too much and I imagine if you’ve made it this far then that won’t be too big of a deal LMFAOOO uh some ANGST and my attempt at HURT/COMFORT and also violence/blood/injury description, so look out for that!

A/N: I started writing this before the season finale aired and I know we all want a bit of goodness and softness after it, but hopefully this will be okay!  I’ll start working on the next part tonight

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Everything changes and yet somehow nothing does.  

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Whenever You Want

Part Fourteen of the Rough Day Series

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 11.2K

Warnings: Listen there is some dirty smut in this one yall okay like I was blushing when I wrote it, it has a very stark beginning and theres a pagebreak afterwards if you would prefer to skip over it. Smut includes oral sex (female receiving) rough sex, sensory deprivation, butt stuff (ass to mouth, anal fingering/penetration) so PLEASE LOOK OUT FOR IT PLEASE. Also there is jealous/possessive mando in this, season 1 Karga makes another appearance, and some angst/fluff towards the end

A/N: Nothing much today yoditos just love you all

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Din said he’d meet you here.

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RWBY Oneshot Masterlist

LAST UPDATED: 02/17/2020

Ozma/Ozpin

Cleverly Crafted Stories: Ozpin x Reader

Stories by the Riverbed: Ozpin x Reader (PART 2 TO CLEVERLY CRAFTED STORIES)

Sickness: Ozpin x Reader

The Blacksmith and the Adventurer: Ozma x Reader

Southern Belle: Ozma x Reader

Pioneer: Ozma x Reader

Forever and Always: Ozma/Ozpin x Reader

Feels like Royalty: Ozpin x Monarch!Reader

Floating in the Clouds: Ozpin x Reader

Healing: Ozpin x Reader (PART 2 TO SICKNESS)

Oscar Pine

Pixie Dust: Oscar Pine x Reader

Peaches and Caroline: Oscar Pine x Reader

Knitted Kisses: Oscar Pine x Reader

New Roommate: Oscar Pine x Reader

Qrow Branwen

Impulsive Mistake: Qrow Branwen x Reader

Spitfire and Scrubs: Qrow Branwen x Reader

Slow Jazz: Qrow Branwen x Reader

Little Moments: Qrow Branwen x Reader

A Poor Man’s Rose: Qrow Branwen x Reader

Letters: Qrow Branwen x Reader

Roman Torchwick

The Criminal, the Witch, and a Cabin in the Woods: Roman Torchwick x Reader

The Heroes, the Villains, and a Cup of Tea: Roman Torchwick x Reader (PART 2 TO THE CRIMINAL, THE WITCH, AND A CABIN IN THE WOODS)

Red Lipstick: Roman Torchwick x Reader

Mercury Black

Master Black: Mercury Black x Reader

Sun Wukong

Home: Sun Wukong x Reader

Taiyang Xiao Long

Sunkissed Freckles: Taiyang Xiao Long x Reader

James Ironwood

Cat and Mouse: James Ironwood x Reader

Masquerade: James Ironwood x Reader (PART TWO TO CAT AND MOUSE)

Lie Ren

Return Home: Lie Ren x Reader

The Sea and the Sky: Lie Ren x Reader

Headcanons:

Ozpin/Oscar with a Protective Older Sister

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Dove

Part 2 of 2 of The Locked Door Series

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 19.7K i apologize for NOTHING

Warnings: SMUUUUUUT, religion kink, virgin kink, authority kink, degradation kink, praise kink, age gap, ohhhhh the list goes on y’all been here long enough

A/N: I have nothing to say for myself this time im sorry

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Obi-Wan feels like he’s going to be sick.

Dinner in the grand hall was difficult enough, forking down mouthfuls of expensive food he’s sure was absolutely marvelous, if he could’ve tasted it.  The s’Ziscari clearly splurged on the celebrations—expensive food, expensive decor, expensive everything, down to the silk napkin he studied and fiddled with under the table as he awkwardly waited for you to finish your plate.

He felt uncomfortable, absolutely.  He’s felt uncomfortable ever since he shuffled into this blasted, Maker forsaken robe not long after he left your quarters earlier.

Not black, no.  Not like yours.  Not like what appears to be an overwhelmingly vast majority of the people he’s encountered so far this dreadful evening.

No, his robes are blue.

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Bound

Here it is, lovelies. Some smut for you. I have to say, I was inspired by the absolute masters, @whenimaunicorn and @cptnbvcks. If you haven’t read their one-shots, DO IT! I’ve tagged some of you (those I thought might enjoy some smut) and if you want to be tagged for future filthy one-shots, let me know.

Summary: A rival bounty hunter in the guild is tired of the Mandalorian stealing her quarries. She decides to get him back.

Warnings: This is just filth. What number are we thinking of? 69, dudes. And blow jobs and penetration…some mild snuggling too so beware.

You’re panting hard when you turn down a narrow alley in this shithole of a town on this dusty kriffing planet. Stopping, you bend over, placing your hands on your knees as you try to catch your breath. You know he’s not far behind you. He never is.

And as though your thoughts have invoked his presence, he rounds the corner. When he sees you, he stops. He thinks he has you. This is a dead end, after all. But Mandalorians aren’t the only ones with tricks up their sleeves. As he saunters towards you (and that’s definitely a saunter – he’s laying it on thick, which, you suppose, is warranted, seeing as he’s chased you to four different planets over the course of the last week) you can almost feel the triumph radiating off of him.

“Expected better of you,” he states as he draws closer.

“What can I say?” you answer with a shrug of your shoulders, “Even the best make mistakes.”

He realizes too late that you’re talking about someone other than yourself. Namely him. Once he’s less than 20 centimeters away from you, once he’s already reaching around to the back of his belt for the cuffs, that’s when you hit the button on your left vambrace. He turns to cuff you and, instead, a tiny dart hits the side of his neck. It’s potent – that cowl he wears might slow it slightly, allow him to take another step forward. But before he can grab your wrist, his right leg gives out, his knee hitting the red earth. A second later, his left knee hits and he’s kneeling before you.

“I’ll take those,” you murmur, grabbing the cuffs from him before reaching out to brace your arm against his left pauldron, keeping him from toppling over.

“What did you…” but he doesn’t stay conscious long enough to finish the question.

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Spiced

Here we go! A little (okay, a lot - this is a long one) tale of sex pollen and our favorite tin can man. Because Din Djarin drinks his Respect-Women Juice, he’s not gonna mess around with the reader after she gets high. But later? All bets are off.

Warnings: Well, anytime sex pollen is involved, there’s consent issues. I’ve tried to get around that by waiting till reader sobers up but just don’t go searching out sex pollen for funsies, okay? Also, can we discuss that for the longest time, I thought people like Han Solo were smuggling salt and pepper so that everyone across a galaxy far far away could have better tasting food? So anyway, drug use. There’s some cockwarming, some zesty dirty talk, some foreplay, some sex that is not explicitly protected…you know the spiel - in space, everyone (MEN TOO) has contraceptive. Here in the real world? Wrap that shiz up.

“Don’t talk to anyone, don’t wander off – you’re there as back-up, got it?”

You roll your eyes at the Mandalorian.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” you grumble, “This isn’t my first hunt, you piece of banth-”

You cut yourself off when he spins around to stare at you. And you know he’s staring. Sure, he’s wearing the helmet, like he always does. But you two have worked together long enough that you know when his eyes are on you. He advances, pointing his finger at you.

“I don’t want another situation like Coruscant,” he menaces and you bristle at the implied accusation.

“Neither do I and that wasn’t my fault – how was I supposed to know we were being tailed by Kanjiklub?”

“It’s what I hired you to do – keep a lookout for any trouble.”

“Yeah, well, I looked out and when I saw trouble, I commed you. Also, YOU didn’t hire ME; I agreed to help out and split quarries. We work together, you asshole. This is supposed to be a partnership, remember?”

You have your hands on your hips and you know your eyes are flashing and, sure, right before a hunt probably isn’t the best time for a fight but sometimes these things happen. Because you’re really tired of Shiny’s attitude. If you’d known he was going to end up being such a pain to deal with, you would never have agreed to his offer two years ago.

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Why is the Girl Here?

Part 1 of 2 of The Locked Door Series

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Obi-Wan Kenobi/fem!Reader

Word Count: 12.8K

Summary: The Clone Wars have launched the galaxy into darkness, and hundreds of Jedi have fallen. With nowhere else to turn, the Order seeks to ally with powerful Force users from the Unknown Regions.  Just a three-cycle trip from Ilum, the planet s’Ziscari is home to the largest army of Force sensitives known to the galaxy, three times the size of the Jedi Order and with no current allegiance to the Republic.  There, Master Obi-Wan Kenobi and his newly ordained Jedi Knight are to negotiate an alliance with the s’Ziscari government on behalf of the Order and the Republic.  As the separatist army grows ever stronger, the fate of trillions rests in their hands…

Warnings: THIS WILL BE A FUCK OR DIE-ESQUE FIC.  Smut will come in the second part.

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“Why is it,” you ask, the heels of your leather boots clicking in perfect synchronization with the cloaked figure to your left, “that the greatest negotiator in the Jedi Order wields a blue saber, and not a green one?”

While you’re unable to see his gentle smile from underneath your dark cowl, you sense a general wave of amusement reverberate through the Force from his direction.  The energy somehow feels like the equivalent of a lift inside the cavity in your chest; transparent, tinted a soft blue in color, comfortable, calm, and familiar.

“Perhaps we should trade,” comes that crisp and precise Coruscanti accent you’ve ached to hear for the past two years.  “No matter how much you lamented its color as a youngling, you know I have always been rather fond of yours.”

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Rwby Volume 7 Chapter 6: A Night Off!

Alongside Marrow and Penny, Ace Operative Marina Tortuga is ordered by Ironwood for a security mission at Robyn Hill’s election party.

She is tasked with standing by the entrance and scoping the room, looking for any suspicious figures entering the party.

She greets Ruby and co alongside Penny and they have a little chit chat before Marrow calls Penny and Marina via communicator.

The three of them head back to greet Marrow only for May to step in and snap at him only for Marrow to snap back. Not liking the confrontation, Marina attempts to make nice with May and pulls out her board to distract her by showing off some tricks. May is anything but impressed with the “blue-haired Bimbo” leaving Marina feeling a bit awkward...

That is when Robyn Hill comes backstage to greet “Wags” and “The Pipsqueak”. Her prescence leaves the aqua-haired Ace Op starstrucked and causes her to briefly throw her professionalism out the window as she isn’t necessarily allowed to voice her support for Robyn Hill or her cause given her position.

Robyn finds “Beach Bunny’s” infatuation with her to be quite amusing considering how Robyn’s relationship with the other Ace Ops is anything but friendly.

She attempts to use this to her advantage by attempting to gather information about what Ironwood is doing with the supplies needed for the citizens of Mantle, only for Marrow to step in.

Commissioned for me by the lovely: @simkumiko

More art of my OC in Volume 7 is on the way! ❤️

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Mando Smut Masterlist

Training Exercise - The Mandalorian asks you show him how you would escape from a guarded cell. Your methods are not what he expects. includes bondage, fighting as foreplay, armor kink, rough sex.

The Split - a rivalry between fellow bounty hunters gets kinky. includes spanking, choking, fighting as foreplay, dominance/submission, threats, rough sex.      Part 2 - rope bondage, deep throating, edging, sensory deprivation

The Blaster - there’s one kink you never asked the Mandalorian for, but when he sees you gazing at his weapons rack he seems to just know. gun play, anal play, spanking/slapping, safeword use, cuddle rewards.

Drabbles and Headcanons:

The Spy - “Mando finds you touching yourself. What does he do?”

Delicate Things - “Mando likes seeing the reader in something easily ripped”

Jealousy - how Mando behaves when that ugly beast rares its head

Vibe Training - “vibrating panties that Mando connected to his arm piece.”

“Easy.” - Mando soothes your anxiety

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Divya’s Masterlist

Updated 3-25-20

(*** means NSFW)

Here are all the characters I write for, send in requests!

Din Djarin:

Love Hurts [Part 1] [Part 2***]

The Apology***

Thigh Riding Drabble***

Trouble Sleeping***

Kylo Ren:

Force sex with Kylo*** (submission to a different blog)

Han Solo:

The Bet

Darth Maul:

All Mine*** (submission to a different blog)

All of my writing can also be found on AO3 here!

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Me trying to involve Rwby and my favourite ships in any conversation

#rwby #neopolitian (rwby) #fair game #bumbleby #gelato rwby #rwby inserts #rwby marrow #rwby clover #rwby yang

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Baby Yoda's guide against Corona✨

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i would die for this baby old man