#michaelperry

[userpoe]

Don’t give up. He still might show up, whoever it is you’re waiting for. I know all about waiting. For my family: they’ll be back, one day.

#swedit #starwarsedit #starwarsfilms #starwarsblr #starwarsdaily #usercara #userdameron #michaelperry #beedameron #djarinsbeskar #star wars #jedistormpilot #poe dameron #finn #rey #nym.gifs #it is my niche theory that maz actually meant finn (& poe) when she said someone could come back #bc if you notice it's rey who brings up luke and maz just. rolls with it #BUT THEN FINN (& POE) DO COME BACK. LIKE. WITHIN TEN MINUTES #AND THEY BECOME HER BELONGING HER FAMILY AND I JUST!

[knivesareout]

hello ma'am may i pls request #20 for Santi 👀😌

20. wearing their lover’s clothes! (also, “can I get my shirt back? “no.”)

Santi giving you a key to his apartment was probably the best and worst thing to happen to you.

Now you could come and go as you pleased, something he loved- seeing you curled up on his couch when he got home from a particularly hard day; when you would cook for him after you got off work before heading home, just wanting to make sure he ate a hot meal.

You weren’t quite ready to make that next step, moving in together, so this was the compromise you’d made: exchanging keys to your respective places. 

Santi’s apartment was bigger than yours; more comfortable and lived in, cosy and warm. His big, worn in leather couch was your favorite place to be after a long day and you slowly found yourself over at his more often than not and that’s where you were currently: standing in front of his stove, flipping a grilled cheese.

Your work day had been long, filled with pointless meetings and you craved the touch of your boyfriend. You’d headed straight to Santi’s, letting yourself in and  showered, dressing in your favorite flannel of his and a pair of his boxers and little else before raiding his fridge and dumping the ingredients for a grilled cheese on the counter. 

The turn of the key turns your attention to the door and you grin as your boyfriend shuts the door behind him and finds you, a slow smile finding it’s way across his face.

“Well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes,” he greets you, taking long strides to meet you in the kitchen where his arms wrap around your middle, lips finding your neck.

“Let me turn the stove off,” you shoo him off of you, plating your grilled cheese and turning the gas off the stove. 

“You look good,” he comments, fingering the hem of his favorite worn in flannel that hangs off your shoulders and he looks at you, head cocking to the side when he sees you feigning innocence. “I’m never getting this back, am I?”

“Nope,” you reply quickly, taking your plate to the living room and settling into your favorite spot. 

You hear Santi mutter a quiet, “Damnit,” before he heads into his bedroom, shaking his head.

#my writing #headcanon #santiago garcia x reader #michaelperry #i don't love this but here we are

[santiagogarcia]

“keep seeing people tag oscar as tiny #he’s short ok but this man’s shoulders are B R O A D”

THIS ok i come so close to calling him small sometimes but it feels wrong

i’ve taken to just calling him ✨ compact ✨

✨ compact ✨

YES EXACTLY!!

Being short doesn’t necessarily mean tiny. C’mon, those are not the thighs of a small man.

Ugh I hate that almost every criticism I’ve seen of Oscar playing Moonknight and Solid Snake is "oh he’s too short or small”. Fuck off. The average height of a US Marine is 5′7″ so actually he’s perfect. Also watching his training vids for Triple Frontier and Moonknight...what he lacks in bulk he makes up for in speed and agility.

#cara answers #michaelperry #oscar isaac

[clonecaptains]

got hate for giving a reader insert glasses i’m sorry WHA T

LKGJHSGKJSGKSJG LOL YEAH i gave reader glasses and i got a comment like “i don’t have glasses so i can’t relate if you want to give someone glasses just make an oc :/” and i was like?? no??? where’s the love for ppl w/ glasses?? 

#WHAT A TIME LOL #michaelperry #answered

[poolsidescientist]

7, 15, 35

7. Mythical creatures...I dunno. If I was an animal I would be a seagull or crow or some form of scavenging menace.

15. I'm a lot of different things to different people, maybe water. It can be solid or liquid or gas. Needed but taken for granted. Can heal or kill.

35. If money was no object I would still be a grad student and scientist but have more hobbies and security.

#michaelperry #asks #thanks

[lady-morrigen]

I, K, & M? 👀

You and Ashley both asked for i, which I answered here!

K: What’s the angstiest idea you’ve ever come up with?

Sam (Buttercup) and I once spent some time writing Din angst based on the prompt “I never loved you on accident…” and this is what I contributed to the conversation and have saved in my noted:

I just imagine the angry discussion with din him standing at the edge of the room…reader in the middle breathing heavy from frustration… and suddenly din just deflates. He sighs and takes a few steps forward, hands outstretched as he fumbles through an apology. He stops just in front of reader and they just look at each other in exasperation… willing the other person to talk first. He reaches up to wipe the single tear that fell and was now making it’s way down their cheek. He places a gloved hand tenderly on either side of their face, ducking down so that the visor of the helmet is level with theirs. They cannot say for sure, but they just know he’s looking deep into their eyes. He softly whispers, “I never loved you on accident…”

M: Got any premises on the back burner that you’d care to share?

Ohhh I have a few, but none of them are that great lol I have an angsty Frankie fic, ideas about FO!Poe x Resistance!Hux x reader, and about a million Frankie hc’s floating around.

I also have this Din idea? But I’m too intimidated to write him for real:

Din stopped in to see Cara and Karga, Cara arranged to have Grogu watched by a babysitter (reader) who was previously part of the Rebellion, but was living low-key on Navarro. Din didn’t meet reader until picking up Grogu, reader was unsure of letting Grogu go with him since he hadn’t been the one to drop him off, was scared of the beskar armor and the intimidating man that filled it, but let Grogu go with him anyway, Grogu reaches back for reader as they walk away ---> “Are you going to bring him back by tomorrow? I’ll have to go to the market to get more cookies. He ate all of mine today.”

The most compelling is the Poe/Hux fic but I have spent absolutely zero time and effort on that one. It’s just stewing there, waiting for inspiration and motivation to strike.

#fanfic ask game #ask #sharing these excerpts from my notes app is stressful #but yolo #michaelperry

[jannabelle]

‪So thankful that Michael Perry is here to help us take a much needed pause.

#michaelperry #sneezingcow #likeawarmcupoftea

[bluejones]

the bare minimum

pairing: blue jones x f!reader word count: 1.5k warnings: blue being his typical self, orgasm denial, a hint of mocking & tiny bit of complicated feelings summary: Blue helps you feel better when he calls you into his office after a bad day a/n: shout out to @michaelperry​​ for editing & being the best 💜

read on AO3 here~

He looked more than ready to berate you the moment you walked through the door, but your expression when you entered softened him by just a miniscule amount. Any other person would have missed it, but you knew him well enough by now.

His suit jacket, less fancy than his usual attire he saved for when special clients were attending, was hung haphazardly on one of the seats opposite his desk. You noticed his tie was just a bit looser than it normally was and you wondered if maybe he hadn’t had the best night himself. But you knew he would deflect, not make it so obvious his night was affecting him by calling you out on something – also just to make sure he didn’t have to suspend a client for bad behaviour.

Blue got up from his chair and walked over to you with purpose. “What’s the matter baby?” He pinched your chin between his thumb and forefinger, tilting your head to meet his eyes.

“Nothing, Blue.” You fought to hold back a sigh. You had done well all week – had made him more money than the last few weeks anyway. But tonight, you barely made anything, and he knew. He knew by the way he called you into his office at the end of the night.

You looked away while he examined your face, searching for something – or maybe waiting for you to give him a proper answer, which he sometimes did.

“It just wasn’t a good night and I guess I’m feeling down about myself.”

He would never truly be sensitive to your feelings, but he at least feigned interest, especially when it affected him; the business, the money. But you knew well enough not to lie or try and spin the truth just to appease him; he would find out eventually and you appreciated you could always be honest with him, whether he cared or not, and that he wouldn’t always get mad at you for it.

He let go of your chin quite abruptly, a disapproving sound coming from him before he moved back toward his couch, sitting down with his legs spread.

“Come. I know what will make you feel better.” He motioned for you to join him by patting his thigh. You were curious about what he had planned. It could be any number of things, a blow job perhaps, because of course making him feel good should make you feel good as well.

But he was smirking, like he knew what you were thinking, and it surprised you when he grabbed the back of your knee and manoeuvred you around so that you straddled one of his thighs.

You let out a startled gasp when he grabbed at the nap of your neck, pulling you forward a little more forcefully than usual. Your hair caught in his ring, making it pull slightly as his lips brushed against your cheek, then your ear.

“Ride my thigh darling.”

Despite yourself, a shiver ran through you and you felt him smile against your skin. Okay, that wasn’t anything like what you were expecting – not that you were going to complain.

He kissed your cheek once ever so lightly as you slowly began to rock back and forth on his thigh. His pants had just enough roughness to them that they brushed against the inside of your own thighs, adding to the overall sensation and pressure on your clit. He hummed approvingly as you set a steady pace, your breathing picking up as you leaned into him more.

You grabbed at the collar of his shirt to keep balance but also just for some semblance of closeness. You could almost pretend it was someone else, someone who actually wanted you in a romantic sort of way, but like always, you could only think of Blue; the warmth of his body and the roughness of his touch.

Considering it seemed he wasn’t going to actually help you throughout this, and feeling bold, you rested your head on his shoulder too.

His hands settled on the tops of your thighs, but he still made no move to do anything else.

“Did my poor girl just need me tonight?”

You nodded to appease him but you really wanted nothing more than to press your face into his neck and take him all in. The scent of his cologne, his soft warm skin – he was always so warm and despite your best efforts to fight off those types of feelings, it was comforting. But you knew he wouldn’t allow it, not now that his attention was solely focused on you and not the feeling of being buried inside you. It was only in those moments, when he became so lost in you that he didn’t care – or didn’t notice if you seeked out those more intimate physical comforts.

But, wanting to do anything to help move this along and reach your peak, you inhaled him as best you could from your position on his shoulder and let out a soft moan, your hands tightening around his collar as you grind yourself against him harder.

“Aww,” he cooed, “It’s okay. Blue is here to fix all your little problems.” He drawled as he brushed your cheek with the back of his hand. You would have scowled at his patronising tone if you weren’t currently wetting the fabric of his pants with your arousal, desperate for release. He noticed the growing wet patch on his thigh.

“Fuck baby,” he growled, “You’d better not ruin my fucking pants.” His hand came to the back of your neck again and he tightened his grasp, capturing the hair there in his fist in warning. Although you heard his restrained breath and felt his hips jolt up slightly – clearly turned on by the thought of you soaking him.

Of course, it was taking you longer to get off than it normally would, and considering that he seemed determined not to help you in the slightest, you briefly wondered if it would have just been easier to give him a blow job and be done with it.

Your eyes had been closed when you felt movement from him and you scolded yourself for getting a flutter in your stomach in the hopes that he would finally touch you. But when you opened your eyes, you saw that he had lifted his wrist, only just visible out of the corner of your eye.

The bastard was checking the time. Your movements against him faltered just for a moment as you processed your shock. You couldn’t believe he was actually checking the time. Maybe if he helped you properly, he wouldn’t have to exaggerate the sigh he let out every minute you went over your supposed allotted time once he finally lowered his wrist.

“Blue...” You whined, and he resigned, gripping your hips and moving them forcefully, increasing your movement against him. So close.

“Blue please,” you sighed, finally allowing yourself to rest your head in the crook of his neck, consequences be damned. Your grip on his collar tightened and the effort pulled him closer into you. It wasn’t enough though, you needed... something. Just a little more… but before you could properly entertain the thought, Blue scoffed.

He gripped your waist and in one fluid motion, pushed you off him and stood up from under you. You landed on the couch on your back, your legs hanging off the side. Letting out a ragged breath, you looked up at Blue, who was looking down at you. His face was blank, almost bored as he brushed his shirt where you had been holding onto it and smoothed out his pants. You did nothing but lay there, looking up at him helplessly. Stunned into silence. What could you even say or do in this situation; something he had never done before. Perhaps he really wanted you to beg for it but, as he made his way over to the chair that held his jacket, it didn’t seem he wanted anything, and that just made you want to know how his night had truly been to warrant these actions toward you.

You kept your mouth shut, though, and sat up, leaning on your hand behind you. You watched as he pulled on his jacket and buttoned it up and finally, opened the door.

He turned back and looked over at you, noticing you had been squeezing your thighs together to hopefully relieve some of the now painful ache at your center.

He let out a hum of amusement, his lip curling devilishly to the side.

“Needy thing. Maybe next time.”

He looked over you one more time, his face becoming stoic once more. “Turn the light off when you leave.”

And with that, he left. Left you on his couch, in his office, alone and unsatisfied.

You knew he’d make you pay for your disservice tomorrow.

#blue jones x reader #blue jones x you #blue jones #sucker punch #oscar isaac x reader #my writing

[knivesareout]

Santi roadtrip AU? (your choice whether any of the other TF guys are there)

1. Santi loves a road trip and he’s beyond excited that you’ve finally agreed to take some time off work to go with him. Something secluded in the mountains, where you’re all alone for two whole weeks of just you two and nature.

2. The drive down there is full of terrible jokes, pointing out ridiculous road signs, (YOU need Jesus! CALL 555-5555) and bad singing. Eventually you end up falling asleep after two hours- Santi sneaking glances over at you as your chest rises and falls slowly. 

3. The drive is 18 hours and you both trade off until it gets too late, pulling over at a rest stop and piling in the back seat to snuggle together. It’s cold and you’re both tucked under about 10 blankets, bodies intertwined. 

4. You stop for groceries at the nearby local market before heading to the cabin. Once there you both settle in- unpacking and making lunch for you and Santi. It’s a quiet night, both of you end up curled on the couch and trading quiet breaths as Santi makes love to you.

5. After an early night’s rest Santi is determined to make the most of your morning and suggests a hike. Swears by the beautiful view that’s only 4 miles north. It’s exhausting and you’re not convinced the view is worth all the trouble Santi made it out to be until you turn to find him down on one knee.

Let’s play a game. Send me a potential AU and I’ll tell you five fun facts that would happen in a story.

#my writing #headcanon #kinda? #michaelperry

[santiagogarcia]

asldkfj The Way Way Back is one of your comfort movies? LITERALLY same, Owen is my other comfort character besides Poe and eventually i wanna write a Poe fic that kinda combines the two 😌

I have a weakness for underrated coming of age stories and he’s so likeable in that movie!! Everything about it is endearing and it never gets old. Definitely one of my faves 💖

#cara answers #michaelperry

[clonecaptains]

I already did the WIP game the other day so I won't be able to participate that way but I am DYING to know more about what on earth "Din + textures" is

oh of course! i wasn't’ sure who all had been tagged anyways LOL 

OOH im v excited about this one. i want to write a fic focusing on different textures of din. like really focusing on TOUCH. 

for example, the cool/hot metal of his beskar. the material of his cape. the touch of his skin. his stubble. his hair. his hands. all the things that make up HIM. im imagining it almost like a poem? but i have a fic idea surrounding it. it’ll def be a soft saucy piece for sure. 

wip ask game!

#thank you rachel!! #michaelperry #answered

[tobealostwanderer]

Hello my lovely people! After being on Tumblr for a while and reading a lot of fanfiction, I decided to make a Fanfiction Recommendation List! You can find the list here. It's a big one.. And it took the entire day to make oops. I hope you enjoy all these stories. Support the writers with liking and reblogging their work!

I am tagging all the lovely writers below the cut. Thank you all for fueling my obsessions. You all have my heart and soul <3.

@dindjarindiaries; @arduadastra; @letterfromvienna; @bumblebeezer; @absurdthirst; @1800-fight-me; @14mcmd1122; @the-scandalorian; @slater-baby; @charnelhouse; @ghostwiththemostbitch; @neptunesglow; @omgreally; @wyn-dixie; @littlepadika; @fuck-goes-on; @sirowsky; @bunniesofsteel; @xwing-baby; @dameronology; @mouthymandalorian; @reluctant-mandalore; @honeymandos; @darthamidalas; @gaiuswrites; @captn-ander; @maervelouslytrekking; @lostandalonetogether; @bison-writes; @worlds-forgotten; @lunaserenade; @blueeyesatnight; @ithinkhesgaybutwesavedmufasa; @wille-zarr; @mbpokemonrulez; @galaxticangel; @frannyzooey; @dinner-djarin; @softpedropascal; @ohheyitsokay; @mikeisthricedeceased; @autumnleaves1991-blog; @sugarontherims; @mandosmistress; @pascalpanic; @yourfavouriterival; @scribbledghost; @disgruntledspacedad; @mypedrom; @penajavier; @seasonschange-butpeopledont; @say-al0e; @mxsamwilson; @witchsignals; @toomanystoriessolittletime; @pascalscenarios; @givemethatgold; @what-the--curtains; @asta-lily; @grogusmom; @honeybeezx; @juletheghoul; @the-blind-assassin-12; @haildoodles-writing; @writeforfandoms; @danniburgh; @lilkermit14; @pedropastelpascal; @tropes-and-tales; @tiffdawg; @mellowswriting; @queenofthefaceless; @jedi-jesi; @brandyllyn; @lucrezia-thoughts; @queridopascal; @radiowallet; @flightlessangelwings; @oloreaa; @dedicatedtodilfs; @girlwithanewplan; @multifandomfanfiction; @reverieness; @knivesareout; @pumpkin-stars; @roguepoetic; @thewayofthemandalorian; @artemiseamoon; @corvueros; @alwritey-aphrodite; @buttercup--bee; @qveenbvtch; @bonktime; @littlemisspascal; @michaelperry

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #fanfiction recommendation list #fanfiction recommendation #wanderer's fic rec #oscar isaac #oscar isaac fanfiction

[poolsidescientist]

Jose Chung’s From Outer Space and One Son?

Jose Chung's: Yes, I am currently writing a novel right now featuring a great Canadian road trip I wish I could do (also alien monsters and other fun stuff).

One Son: Not romantic but a while back I was getting my computer fixed and the guy saw my dog pictures and as some software loaded he told me about his beloved childhood dog (a German shepherd) and it brought him to tears. A total stranger. I thought it was sweet.

#asks #michaelperry

[writefightandflightclub]

Heyy i just wanted to ask if you have any oscar isaac character fic (other than poe) recommendations? Im dying for some santiago/nathan fluff or angst

Hey Anon!

Yes, tons - and definitely more than I can hope to remember! 😅

Here’s some places to start - most of these wonderful writers have a masterlist you can search for the characters/genre you’re interested in!

@aellynera @anetteaneta @witchyavenger @justrunamok @brandyllyn @damerondjarin @woakiees @supernovafeather @okay-hotshot @lightsinthedistancee @starryeyedstories @unstoppableforcce @youvebeenlivingfictional @wasicskosgirl @writing-in-april @michaelperry @autumnleaves1991-blog @mariesackler edit: adding @wyn-n-tonic @mandobatemans @honeymandos @softboywriting

*obnoxious klaxon*

If you write Santi / Nathan angst or fluff please come at this post and self-promote away in the comments or a reblog -I strongly encourage it- then I’ll edit my post later with updated tags too. (Especially since I know I’ve missed a million people and will be filled with regret the instant I post this 😅 Trying to remember who has written Santi or Nathan and it’s fluff or angst is hurting my brain 😂)

#nathan bateman x reader #santiago pope garcia x reader

[blackberries45]

I couldn't decide which peeps to send a random note to. I want you ALL to remember you're seen and loved.

However you found this, because I tagged you or not, (and some wouldn't let me tag the blog, I'm sorry, I tried!!) I hope you're having a good day or evening.

😘🤗💖

@obiwansgirl @slater-baby @starlightmornings @snumberbatchedforlife @medicalcatie2000 @foxilayde @massivecolorspygiant @grrrissa @stillshelbs @buckypascal @chonquee-monquee @the-queen-of-fools @sarahjkl82-blog @katiiiakat @rav3n-pascal22 @krissology @steeeeeeeviebb @spacemacandcheese @stardancerluv @kathknight @pascalslittlebrat @mountainsarecool @uwusul @gotta-have-faye @satansspaghettie @supernovafeather @i-am-i-am-obiwankenobi @propertyofabelmorales @lineofgrace @paper-n-ashes @createdbyanintensenerd @michaelperry @melmenya @mssr-mcknickers @keeper0fthestars @sugarontherims @bogieandchill @anetteaneta @silkandribbons @claveldelaire @raesooanddin @writefightandflightclub @abeneplaceto7 @screaminginmuseums @dearballoonatic @djarintreble @hollipolliyozza @dusted-souls @poedameronfan12

#pedro pascal #oscar isaac #frankie morales #the mandalorian #din djarin #triple frontier #max phillips #star wars #adam driver #kylo ren #narcos #nathan bateman #bruce wayne #batman #duke leto atreides

[brandyllyn]

Soulmate AUs

I got to thinking about soulmate AUs after talking with @michaelperry so here are some thoughts for characters I actually write for.

Poe Dameron - Star Wars Sequels

I actually started something on this for Poe. A universe where you can see every color except the color of your soulmate’s eyes. Physical contact with your soulmate will make you able to see it - but if you go too long without touch the color fades again. Poe brushes up against someone and is overwhelmed at actually meeting his soulmate and finally being able to see the color - but then he loses them in the crowd.

Javier Peña - Narcos

Ok. Ok. But hear me out. You can feel when the other person comes. And the thing is, Javier fucking Peña thinks he’s doing you a favor by sleeping around. He’s felt what it’s like for him when you come, and the idea of being able to give you that kind of pleasure even when you’re not actually with him makes him fucking feral. Bless this fool, because when you discover that each of those times he was actually with someone and not just masturbating you’re not going to take it terribly well.

I wrote this one HERE.

Santiago Garcia - Triple Frontier

I’m so sorry Santi but a world where scars on one soulmate show up on the other. He hates it. Every time he gets hurt or goes in for a surgery, he writes a long apology letter to his soulmate and stuffs it into a box under his bed. When they finally meet, he is so ashamed that he ever put a mark on this beautiful person but you just hold his face and kiss him and ask him if he’s alright and you’ve been so worried every time a new mark appeared and you’re just so glad he’s okay.

I wrote a variation of this with Jack ‘Whiskey’ Daniels HERE.

Ezra - Prospect

I cannot think about an Ezra soulmate AU without thinking about @krissology​’s “Forget me Not” where you share dreams with your soulmate. I’m not even going to pretend to have my own ideas here because my entire being is taken up with it. Sorry.

Nathan Bateman - Ex Machina

I love the idea of ‘cannot disobey a direct order from your soulmate’ for Nathan. Because it would come up in bed at first, for sure. Nathan thinks you’re just the best sub ever and frankly you’re so into it you don’t even realize you’re being compelled. He figures it out first, and uses it to tease you. Telling you to cum over and over and you think he’s just that good. But when you figure it out and turn the tables on him... oh is he mad.

Richard Alonso-Muñoz - The Letter Room

Richard deserves every soulmate AU. This man LIVES for soulmates. So something soft and gentle like him - you and your soulmate share a heartbeat. It’s not exact, but you can with concentration force each other to match. When Richard meets you he gets excited and it takes him a minute to realize the two of you are in an attraction feedback loop. By the time you actually kiss you’re both on the verge of a heart attack.

Jack ‘Whiskey’ Daniels - Kingsman: The Golden Circle

Whatever song you’re singing gets stuck in your soulmate’s head. You swear to god, if your soulmate starts in with “Mamas don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys” one more time you’re going to claw your eyes out.

When you finally meet him you’re not the least bit surprised. 

Frankie Morales - Triple Frontier

You have a black mark on your body outlining the first place your soulmate will touch, but only you can see it until they actually do. Then it becomes a mark the same color as their skin. You find yourself stunned to see Frankie’s fingers wrapping around your arm where he stopped you from mindlessly stepping into traffic. Without thinking you cup a hand on his jaw and his eyes go wide. When you both let go you can see the imprint left by the other.

Dave York - The Equalizer 2

It doesn’t matter because Dave killed his soulmate. Sorry.

#soulmate AUs #thoughts #thots? #glad we talked #writing