#nati writes

[leakyweep]

Prompt request! Prompt request!

“I know it’s killing you, let’s just fuck like we hate each other. How about that?”

👀

You pick whichever blorbo your little dark heart desires.

A wild card! Thank you, Nati! I hope you enjoy <3

Crocodile had his strong flesh hand wrapped around your neck, his nails digging into the soft flesh there. You suppressed the moan that bubbled up in your throat and instead focused on the man's golden eyes. His hook was slowly dragging down your garments, ripping them clean in half. You were sent here by your boss, Doffy, to see about an alliance, which you knew wasn't going to go the way your superior had hoped. Now, you were trapped between the giant man and the wall, your cunt impossibly wet.

"Oh, darling, you're so pathetic. Is that why he sent you? Because you're such a pretty little thing?" The Warlord's deep vibrato tingled your skin, goosebumps raising up and down your forearms. He noticed this, and with a chuckle he stepped ever closer, now truly pressing himself into you. That's when you felt his hard-on wedging itself oh-so perfectly between your legs.

When a wet stain permeated the fabric of Crocodile's slacks, he simply laughed darkly around his cigar and eyed you with desire.

"I know it’s killing you, let’s just fuck like we hate each other. How about that?"

You bit your lip, weighing what little options you had in this situation. In the end, you decided he wasn't entirely wrong; the thought of getting pounded by him turned you on more than you anticipated. So, you nodded, reaching down to unzip his pants and free only his cock.

"Mmm... I knew you'd be eager for me, little desert flower. Open those legs, and I'll take care of your wet cunt." His tone was astute and hard to argue with. You complied and led his throbbing cock to your pussy and groaned when he inserted himself in one deep, harsh thrust. He began a merciless speed, using his hook to cradle your neck and fuck you as he had indicated - as if you had loathed each other.

You could only mewl helplessly while he shoved his cock in your wet, relishing in the squelching sounds of your walls swallowing him whole. His flesh hand cupped your chin, forcing your gaze to his own intense stare.

"Look at me while I ravage you."

#crocodile x reader #crocodile x you #liv writes #crocodile #op #spicy #fanfic #nati's tag

[iristhedeadflower]

i told you today was ending with a bang.

all press is good press, chapter 14, in the flesh.

welcome back apigpinators!

#all press is good press #apigp #apigposting #my writing #violetta #we are SO back iris summer woohoo!!! #luty #naty vidal

[meganskane]

currently going through a cm rewatch and just wanted to say i miss my friends and i miss being a nut over my fbi people🥲🥲🥲💔💔💔

#sad day #nati speaks #criminal minds #i miss u guys #miss writing too #work has taken the life outta me

[natalynsie]

Buzzing Lights (Noco Ficlet)

“I can’t believe your dad kicked us out,” Heather stated.

It was just past sunset. The park had a faint smell of rain from earlier that day, the pavement was ever-so-slightly wet, and the lights above the baseball fields buzzed quietly. It was dark, dark enough that the sign listing the rules, one of them being the park is only open dawn to dusk, was unseen.

“Duncan literally stole his wallet. I don't know what more you want from him,” Noah responded blankly. “Would your parents not kick us out? Because if they wouldn’t that says a lot about your family.”

“Well, he could’ve just thrown Duncan out, but he had to take all of us out. I mean, I guess being slow runs in the family.”

“I’m actually a very fast runner,” Lindsay argued. “But my dad is a little slow.”

“See what I mean?”

Noah rolled his eyes. He couldn’t believe Owen managed to drag him to another party with his homeroom, one at Lindsay’s house no less. What he also couldn’t believe is the fact that Lindsay would actually invite Duncan to her house. Of course, after Duncan decided to go and start robbing the family, effectively getting all the kids kicked out. Now, they were walking around a local park aimlessly.

Duncan just shrugged at the conversation. “You gotta do what you gotta do.”

“Well hey, it’s a nice night!” Geoff smiled, optimistic as always. “I think me and Bridge are gonna go find a place to watch the stars.”

“Hey, not a bad idea,” Duncan grinned as the two blondes departed from the group to find somewhere to sit. “Courtney, would you-”

“Not in a million years, Duncan,” Courtney responded. “Especially not after you robbed Lindsay’s parents.”

“Worth a shot,” Duncan replied.

“Courtney, let’s go on the swings!” Gwen suggested, pointing at the swing set standing on its own separate from the playground.

“Sure,” Courtney smiled.

“Don’t you leave me here with these crazies,” Leshawna called, following them. After a moment, Trent followed them as well.

Heather, Lindsay, and Beth headed to the bleachers to paint their nails. Alejandro, Duncan, DJ, and Tyler headed for the field where they saw an abandoned soccer ball. Everyone slowly split up from the group, going off with their own friends, leaving Cody and Noah heading to the woods.

“You sure we should go in there?” Noah asked.

“I know my way,” Cody argued. “I’ve been here a million times.”

It wasn’t like Noah had anything better to do, anyway. Eva, Izzy, and Owen went climbing fences so he wouldn’t want to hang out with them. Going for a walk in the woods was tame and required little effort. Plus, Cody knew what he was doing.

Well, not really.

After about twenty minutes of walking and Cody ranting about anything and everything, they decided to turn back. It was even darker than it was earlier, and Noah could barely see Cody.

He heard a clunk. “Wait, where are we?” Cody voiced.

“Are you serious right now?” Noah responded. “I thought you knew where we were going.”

“I just hit my leg on something and I have no idea where we are. Sorry.”

Noah let out a sharp sigh. Great.

Lost in the woods with Cody of all people. Maybe Izzy or Eva would be able to find their way back being the crazy people they were, or Owen could find his way back with the promise of food, but Cody?

Then Noah felt another hand touch his.

“I just don’t wanna lose you,” Cody justified the action, lacing his fingers into Noah’s. “In the woods, that is.”

Noah felt his heartbeat speed up, but blamed it on the fact that he was lost in the woods at night. He wasn’t scared, but what else would it be?

And he tripped.

“Ow, Jesus,” he exclaimed, letting go of Cody’s hand.

“Woah, sorry.” Cody crouched. “Are you okay?”

“I just fell really hard.”

“Are you bleeding?”

Noah felt the area directly below the knee he fell on. “Yeah. A little.”

“Okay, um, we’ll get band-aids when we get back. We can wash your cut in the bathrooms.”

Noah nodded, but then remembered he couldn’t see Cody. “Uh, yeah.”

Cody took Noah’s hand again and began walking slowly, not wanting to fall again. Noah stuck his free arm out so he wouldn’t run into anything again.

“Man, this would be a lot easier if Izzy was here,” Cody stated.

Noah snorted. “Yeah. The girl has night vision.” His hand hit a bush. “I guess we have to turn here.”

“Wait. Stick your foot out to the right.”

Noah did so. “Okay?”

“So there’s two paths here. I think we need to go left.”

“I guess you know better than me. If you’re not right though, I’m going to be mad.”

“No no, I know where we are now.”

Noah sighed. For the rest of the walk they didn’t talk much. There wasn’t much more to say.

“Oh hey, we’re back,” Cody smiled. The buzzing lights were visible and shone light on the path. “We can make it to the bathrooms from here,” Cody grinned and let go of Noah’s hand.

Noah nodded, following him, but longing to hold Cody’s hand again.

#this is the last of the noco everyone I'm done we're moving on to better ships #you can tell by how my writing deteriorates with every fic that I'm DYING I have writers block guys #fanfiction #fanfic #oneshot #total drama #fluff #td #cody x noah #codyxnoah #high school #high school au #noco #td noah #td cody #noahxcody #noah x cody #natie fics #natie wawanakwa high school fics

[sulky-valkyrie]

I am a completionist so how about "things you said with clenched fists" for Alistair/Carver?

Happy Friday Mel! It's a bit completely pre-relationship for the pairing, but I hope you enjoy it anyway! for @dadrunkwriting

It was the first full night’s sleep Carver had managed to get in… weeks, probably.  The bed was too small now, but it was still a bed, and therefore an improvement over cold hard ground or no sleep at all.

And now it was getting interrupted by bullshit. 

“Those damn Wardens lived!”  his brother shouted, slamming the door open.  “They’re fucking here right fucking now.”

“Language, Garrett!” his mother yelled back.  “Carver is trying to sleep!”

This is why I left.  He rolled over and covered his ears with the pillow.  It didn’t help at all.  Garrett and Leandra just kept harping and sniping at each other, getting louder and louder as they told each other to shut up.

“She’s not so bad when he’s not home,” Bethy said apologetically as she slipped inside.  “Too much of Father in him, I think.  Makes her sad and mad all over again that he’s gone.”

“I’m sleeping,” he grumbled.

She snorted.  “Liar.”

"Fine, I was sleeping," Carver sighed as he sat up.  "Now I'm up. And going out."  To see these damn Wardens for myself.

"Mother's making breakfast."

"Not hungry," he lied.  He pulled his boots on, dropped a quick kiss on her forehead, and ruffled her hair.  "Be good."

She frowned.  "What're you up to this time?"

“Just want to see if Garrett’s shouting is true.”  I’ll figure out the rest later.  Leandra and Garrett were still arguing in the kitchen as he crept past.  Same shit, different day.  A war with the bloody darkspawn was practically on their doorstep, but Maker forbid either of them ever let the other have the last word.

Once he was in the yard, he took a deep relieved breath.  If the Wardens were alive, maybe things weren’t so grim.  Ostagar had been a nightmare, and Loghain’s orders to retreat still baffled him, but he was just a soldier, not a tactician, and he hadn’t been on that hill.  Maybe there had been a legitimate reason to leave the vanguard to be slaughtered, but he doubted it.  And he certainly didn’t believe they’d killed the damn king.

Now, if I were a Warden, where would I be?  Carver wandered the edge of the village aimlessly and tried to figure out if he was happy to be back at all.  It was nice to see Bethy again, but it had barely been a day and he was already tired of everyone else here.  Peaches especially.   The girl doesn’t know when to quit.  

A shout caught his attention.  Darkspawn here already?  He rushed around the windmill and grabbed the first thing that might pass for a weapon that he saw: a rusty pitchfork.

“No, you’ve got it all wrong, we’re -”

“Nah, we done heard what they said in the tavern: you’re Wardens.”

Carver came around the corner just in time to see some of the people from the refugee camp forming up into what he could only consider a mob.  The big blond human he’d seen talking to the Warden Commander in Ostagar before everything was holding his hands out placatingly, and the dwarf next to him pursed his lips sourly and flexed his fingers.

“And if we are?”  he asked, pushing the bigger man back.

“I dunno if you killed the King or not, but, Maker forgive me, I don’t care; that bounty could feed the lot of us and get us enough horses to actually get away from this blighted place.”

The blond shook his head.  “You don’t understand, we’ve got to -”

“Cut the shit, Alistair,” the dwarf said.  “They can’t hear us over the clink of gold.”  He cocked his head.  “Innit that right?  Bet you’d let us go if we paid you, right?”

The leader of the group tilted his head.  “You got money?”

The dwarf spat at the ground.  “Nah, just a fuckin’ duster.  Don’t have nothing.  But you don’t either, and you ain’t gonna get your hands on my nothing, cause it’s mine.”

“Nughumping piece of - oof!”  He collapsed in a heap at the dwarf’s feet, clutching at his belly and wheezing.

Everyone went still for a full ten seconds, then chaos broke out.  Wardens or not, there was no way they could handle twenty people by themselves.  Carver waded into the melee, knocking heads together, tripping them with the end of a pitchfork, and occasionally, kicking someone in the balls.  If they had any sense, they’d say down, but if they didn’t, that was their stupid-ass choice to make.

Knuckles connected with his cheek, spinning him around in nearly a full circle, and it was only the pitchfork that kept him from going completely ass over tea kettle: he slammed the prongs into the ground and hung on for dear life as he waited - prayed - for his vision to clear.

“Hold it, Alistair!  He’s on our side, the dumbass.”

Carver managed to blink his eyes back into focus just in time to see the blond man freeze, fist pulled back and ready to possibly knock his head right off his shoulders.  “Oh.”  He unclenched his hand and offered it sheepishly.  “Sorry about that.  Hard to see who’s on what team when no one’s wearing a uniform, y’know?  Tourney’s are much better for this sort of thing.”  

“Let me come with you.”  The words were out of his mouth before his fingers even touched Alistair’s palm.  The suddenness of it should’ve surprised him, but wasn’t that the whole reason he’d been out here in the first place?  The army was gone, routed and scattered, and the darkspawn were coming.  

“Um.”  Alistair glanced back at Nati.  “This is a bit complicated.”

“Shards, the fuck it ain’t.”  Nati pointed at Carver almost accusingly.  “You was at Ostagar, yeah?  Got that look.  Like you seen some shit.  Like you know what we done.  What the Teryn says we done.” 

He shook his head.  “The fire was lit.  You didn’t do shit.  I mean, you did.  You did what you were supposed to.  The flanking charge just never came and we were left to die in the valley.”  He swallowed.  “There’s… there were hundreds of them.  Thousands.  And if they’re coming north, Lothering is as good as gone already, even if it’s still standing.  I can’t stop that.  I can’t even convince my family to run.”

Nati tugged at his hair thoughtfully.  “You think we’re gonna save ya?  Save this?”  He waved his hand at the village.

“No,” he answered firmly.  “I don’t expect anyone to save me from shit.  But I can do more as Warden even if I die tomorrow than I can waiting here for the darkspawn to burn us out.”

“I can’t promise nothing,” Nati warned him.  “I can call you a Warden all you want, but that don’t make you one without the Joining; Duncan’s dead and we don’t have the shit to do it.  Can’t  promise nothing but shitty food -”

“Hey!” Alistair complained.

Nati ignored him and kept going. “- shitty food, shitty sleep, and probably shitty death.”

Carver grinned with a strange fatalistic relief.  “I said I was in the army, right?  Feels like home already.”

#da drunk writing circle #carver hawke #alistair #dragon age #prompt fills #canon divergence #too many wardens #lothering #ostagar #nati brosca #a new OC appears

[terrainofheartfelt]

What’s your favourite nate ship

uhhhhhh Impossible Questions for $600, Alex!

no but really, the thing about natie is that he is so shippable. partly due to the fact that chace crawford could have chemistry with a brick wall, but really all the nate ships I can think of hit something special and different for his character in each one.

like, blair/nate have that first love, childhood best friends intimacy that isn't meant to last but loving each other is second nature to them. there's a particular kind of sweetness in that.

serenate gives the childhood best friends to lovers energy that is exquisite, and they give each other a comfort that they don't really give anyone else: there's no expectations to be someone else or to fill a role or an ideal with each other, they can just be.

natessa is the opposite worlds who challenge each other to grow, and vanessa is really the first that gives him the comfort and assurance that he can find his own way outside of the van der bilt political machine.

jenate are each others' shelter from the storm. the kindness and compassion shown when the other needs it the most. plus the whole girl-crush come true and requited thing. i love that, so sue me.

dan/nate IS rivals to friends to lovers. like, what's better than competing for the same partner and then falling in love with your competition! that's so hot. and...the found family energy of Nate being enveloped into the Humphrey family, accepting and warm and loving after all the Nonsense howard and anne put him through...delicious.

nate/carter is aspirational gay crush come true and honestly just really hot. like, it's the same vibes as blaizen for me yk?

rainate is ADORABLE okay they come from the same world of glitz and gilded obligation but they find so much joy in simply spending time together and being YOUNG. "I want my day of firsts"!!!!!! and they both have fucked up families and help each other work through that.

not even to mention the magic to be found in dan/blair/nate or serena/vanessa/nate or serena/nate/dan or fuck. new rare ship alert blair/nate/raina. it's hard to pick a favorite. and tbh, my favorite ship for nate changes with the wind. recently I've been on a jenate kick (see my ao3), but the past week I've been thinking a lot about how much I adore natessa, and all their missed chances and maybe there's a fic or two idea in the works for em (S you know, wink-wink)

#i mean was nate's shippability abused by the writing? absolutely especially in the post serenate economy when they were like #let's just put crawford with the girl guest star of the month #and bc crawford could have chemistry with literally anyone. they got away with it #asks #anon #gg meta #nate archibald #natie 💫💫💫 #my blorbo sunflower #my sweet dumb thot #serenate #jenate #natessa #rainate #dan x nate #blate #or is it? -> #nair #idk. poor babes don't really have a good ship name huh #(i'm trying to be better about tagging things bear with me <3)

[assim-eu-sou]

oh this is absolutely dire

#so ludmi notices naty watching her and that's how she reacts #and well naty is naty #wtf #y'all ok i started writing luty fic. maybe even before i started S2 #like i trusted the process (or the press) so hard on them #BUT I WAS NEVER MAKING SHIT UP OK #THIS #this #THIS IS VALIDATION #lord #look at me now #violetta #ludmila ferro #natalia vidal #luty #3x26

[fern-pajamabrain]

el cel se zarpó poniéndome estas dos una atrás de la otra, definitivamente es cine🚬

#pelotudeces #not me listening to Nati Oreiro and Cerati side by side #AND WHILE WRITING THIS LUCCA'S THEME FROM CHRONO TRIGGER CAME ON LOL

[oh-meow-swirls]

love the part of the yo-kai watch games where they never directly say that mr. barton is a yo-kai but basically directly say he's a yo-kai.

#puppy rambles #yo-kai watch #is he directly stated to be a kyubi? no #is he canonically a kyubi? yes #does he ever appear as a kyubi? no #but he definitely is- #this post is brought to you by me writing the ''kyubi the bully'' chapter for my rewrite #which thus far has such great stuff as jibanyan saying he can't read #n katie being a lesbian. i think i might've actually deleted the one-off line that said that- #it was just gonna be like ''jibanyan was excitedly guessing what katie's dad's surprise was - with his interests in mind'' #''(katie didn't even care about next harmeowny aside from the girls being kind of cute)'' #she is a lesbian #sorry natie shippers </3 (/lh i'm okay with y'all i just don't personally ship it)

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Daemon Targaryen x reader were she’s giving birth with just him with her. And he’s freaking out. She’s doing fine it’s a easy birth .

Love your writing ❤️

I’ve never given birth myself and never plan on it, but I hope it is somehow realistic (my cousin did have a baby in February and she told me a few things I remembered) 

-

You didn't plan on giving birth a whole moon cycle early, but your water broke just as Daemon returned with a fresh clutch of eggs. The grin on his face turned into consternation when he saw the puddle on the floor where your water had broken, causing him to almost drop the eggs.

‘’I’ll get the maester and the midwife–’’

You grabbed Daemon’s arm with a steel grip, stopping him from leaving. ‘’No time for that. The babe is coming now and I’m gonna need your help–’’ A scream of pain interrupted you and panic increased on your husband’s face. He was almost as pale as his silver hair.

‘’My help?! I only know how to put them in, not how to take them out.’’

Had you not been in so much pain, you would have laughed, but the intense searing pain in your lower back had you folding in half instead.

‘’Daemon!’’

He put the eggs away and rushed to your side – these were for your future babies. One of which was about to see the light.

With his help, you moved to the closest bedchamber, which had been set for the delivery. It was more practical than your and Daemon’s bedchamber on the top of the tower.

You wasted no time removing your dress, not having fifteen minutes to fuss with the laces. The babe would be coming from under anyway.

Daemon’s hands were shaky as he helped you to the bed, moving you closer to the edge. He was nervous right now – anyone would be if they were in his shoes. He was going to have to deliver his babe. The thought was nauseating, but what other choice did he have? The maester and midwife were gods know where and you didn’t want him to leave your side – at all.

Your legs were stuck up and spread as you took in shaky breaths through the pain, yet you found yourself having to reassure your Lord husband. ‘’It’s gonna be alright, my love,’’ you told him, reassuring him that he could do it. ‘’We can do–’’ Your face twisted, another contraction coming. It felt like having your insides twisted, pulled, and squeezed. ‘’We can do it.’’

Daemon looked at you and kissed your hand that wasn't clutching the sheets. ‘’My brave girl,’’ he said, then took position by your feet where you had instructed, begging the Sevens that everything would go smoothly.

-

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[iristhedeadflower]

the planets, op. 32 by siempre_musica (@assim-eu-sou) poster art <3

#THIS WAS SO FUN #thank you lauren for writing such a rich and creative and beautiful fic to draw a poster for <3 it was genuinely so fun #i might make this an actual series - so many fics i want to draw posters for (its a whole thing sorry im annoying) #you might never know who will be next (said threateningly) #for now i think ill call the series #fic posters collection #yeah thats good enough #anyway <3 EVERYONE GO READ PLANETS IF YOU HAVENT ALREADY SUCH A GREAT FIC MADE ME FALL SOOOOO HARD #mmmmmmm love my talented genius gf!!!! #dw theres nothing spoilery about this poster is there nah i think we're good #help #anyway! made my point! read! #violetta #my art #ludmila ferro #violetta castillo #naty vidal #diego hernandez #leon vargas

[fanaticsnail]

I remember you mentioned having a Mihawk playlist, and the way you manage to find songs that perfectly fit the vibes of your fics and enhance the reading experience is one of the things I love about your writing

So I was wondering if you could share some of the songs on your playlist? Or even some songs that you associate with certain characters/tropes/scenarios?

I always love it when you send me asks, @sexc-snail.

I absolutely DO have a Mihawk playlist. I share the playlist construction with another creator on Tumblr who I love, cherish and adore: @sordidmusings. We add to it as we write, recommend songs as they come to us to help with words in works.

I could get into a long, long rant about music so I will add a page break here ❤. Lots of song recs to follow for the OPLA cast so far.

I am a violinist; have been playing for 25 years this year (I AM GETTING OLD, JEEPERS CREEPERS). Music is a great, passionate love affair for me and I adore learning about songs and pieces new and old. Here are some recommendations for songs and vibes I associate with the characters and the tropes.

I never add lyrics to my fics so the readers can visualize their own favourite melodies where they see fit, but I do have tunes in mind when I write them. The only fic I've really centralised a song about is the "You Should Be Sad" Mihawk fic I wrote a while back and the Koby series I'm writing.

Here are some song recommendations: all songs are Spotify linked. Enjoy a peek into my madness.

For the Characters

Luffy:

Long Way Home: Walk off the Earth, Lindsay Stirling

Following the Sun: SUPER-Hi, NEEKA

La Isla Bonita: Madonna

Zoro

Work Song: Hozier

Promise: Voyager

Cold Shot: Stevie Ray Vaughan

Sanji

Love Story: Indila

Know You Girls: Franz Ferdinand

Family Line: Conan Grey

Nami (She gets four, because she's amazing and I love her)

Runaway: Aurora

My Mother Told Me: NATI, Cullen Vance, Jonny Stewart

Outside: Ellie Golding, Calvin Harris

Queen of the Kings: Alessandra

Usopp

Mechanical Instinct: Aviators

The Higher Ground: Red Hot Chili Peppers

Eastside: Benny Blanco, Halsey, Khalid

Buggy

Be Your Shadow: The Wombats

Gasoline: Halsey

I Wanna Be Your Slave: Maneskin

Shanks:

The One that Got Away: The Civil Wars

Atlantis: Seafret

Barton Hollow: The Civil Wars

Mihawk

Seven Nation Army: Postmodern Jukebox

My Heart With You: The Rescues

The Snake: Lana Lubany

Koby (He also gets four, because he deserves only good things, and because Morgan Davies is Aussie like me)

Grieve No More: Patty Gurdy

Siuil A Run: Ella Roberts

Mad World: Jasmine Thompson

Again: Flyleaf

Helmeppo

Fighter: Christina Aguilera

Torn: Natalie Imbruglia

Elastic Heart: Sia

Garp

Sharp Dressed Man: ZZ Top

Under a Violet Moon: Blackmores Night

Billie Jean: The Civil Wars

For the Tropes

Unrequitted Love (My all time favourite thing)

Wrecking Ball: Beth

Can't Help Falling in Love: Tommee Profitt, Brooke

I Found: Amber Run

Comptine d'un autre ete l'apres-midi: Yann Tierson

Derniere Danse: Indila

Only in my Mind: Kenya Grace

Over and Over: Three Days Grace

Broken Pieces: Apocalyptica Lacey

Too Close: Alex Clare

Stupid Heart: Sorana

Enemies to Lovers

FMLYHM: Sether

Closer: NIN

Hella Good: No Doubt

Play With Fire: Sam Tinnesz, Yacht Money

Why'd You Only Ever Call Me When You're High: Arctic Monkeys

For when they give into their feelings:

Surrender: Natalie Taylor

As the World Caves In: Sarah Cothran

Freeze You Out: Marina Kaye

Say Yes To Heaven: Lana Del Rey

For when they give up but feelings are still there

Lose you to love me: Selena Gomez

Liar: Camilla Cabello

Darkside: Alan Walker

Say My Name: David Guetta, Bebe Rexha, J Balvin

Only Love Can Hurt Like This: Paloma Faith

I See Red: Everybody Loves an Outlaw

If you made it this far, thank you. This was a labour of love. Happy listening ❤

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[ultrone]

Can you describe the dynamics of jackienat?

I know it is not naty bully jackie and jackie start crying like people are characterizing it in their fic.

ofc 😁 i can write some bullet points on the way i see it

keep in mind that i haven’t had time to rewatch the show so maybe some details might be off lmaoo if there's anything i forgot to add u can lmk

i honestly don’t think they’d bully each other at all 😭 i see that more as a headcanon. i know that many people like to think that since nat is an “outcast” and jackie is the stereotypical popular blonde girl, they would pick on each other and stuff, but i disagree. although they do fit those stereotypes in terms of looks, that doesn't necessarily dictate their actions lmaoo.

on the show, you can see that most of the times that jackie was portrayed as a brat or an asshole was through shauna's perspective/narration or when she was calling everybody out for doing weird shit, like when the girls almost killed travis and then pretended that it didn't happen.

the one time i remember jackie being actually mean was when she lashed out and called nat a slut for sleeping with travis instead of getting food, which obviously was wrong because she was in fact mean, but haven’t we all lashed out at someone at some point? that doesn't mean u're a bad person 😭 this explains it more in-depth.

and in general, regardless of jackie's stubborn attitude when adjusting to the wilderness, you can see that she's a very nice person. for example, it's evident when she helped misty put on makeup and told her that she deserves to be loved, or when she gave her last piece of food to shauna cuz she was feeling sick. not only that, but most people also acknowledge that she's a nice person. for instance, when the girls were talking about excluding allie, someone said not to tell jackie about it, probably because she wouldn't be cool with doing that. the coach chose her as the team captain because she influences and motivates people. and when shauna noticed jackie's stubborn behavior after the crash and gave her the pep talk, she said, and i quote, that she “makes people feel like things are gonna be okay just by showing up, and her dumb hot awesome self" lmaoo 😭 that should be enough proof.

as for nat, i have nothing to say other than i think we can all agree with the fact that even though she puts up this strong and aloof facade, on the inside, she's very sweet and caring. despite being labeled as the "outcast" who engages in drugs, drinks, and possibly breaks the rules, it doesn't mean that she's a bully or anything of that sort. most of the times i recall her being mean or acting like an asshole were when she was defending herself because someone else had picked on her first. for instance, when tai would tease her about her addictions or when she threw the alcohol bottle at those guys who were teasing her and her friends, or during that fight with jackie, that jackie started. i know there might be other instances where she lashed out first, but i honestly don't remember right now 😭 nonetheless, i think y'all get what i'm trying to get at lmaoooo. i also don't think she'd bully anyone because she's just not that type of resentful outcasted bitch LMAOO. a proof of this is that she was always against the plan of excluding allie—and then confronted shauna about it at the bonfire when everyone started arguing 🥊🥊 my girl might be bold and blunt but she's mad chill and don't even argue with me about that 🙄

WITH THAT BEING SAID, taking all those things into account, i don't think either of them would bully the other for no reason, as they're not the type of people to go around bullying others for fun. just because nat is your stereotypical alternative rule breaker and jackie is your stereotypical hot popular girl, it's not a good enough reason to believe that they would bully each other.

NOW, let's talk about their relationship.

the initial interactions we witness between them, occurring both in the pilot and throughout the show, involve nat bringing some sense into jackie lmaoo. for instance, in the pilot, when jackie mentioned that allie's wound "might not be as bad as it looks," nat responded, "you could see her fucking bones, jackie." this highlights nat's unwillingness to indulge in jackie's optimistic—and perhaps slightly naive—outlook and shows her straightforward and blunt nature. so, right from the first episode, we start to see the contrast in their personalities.

then, the first direct interaction that we see between them is jackie telling her, "nat, i love that you don't care what anybody thinks, and you're so completely yourself." instead of viewing her as an outcast or teasing her due to her addictions like others do, jackie admires how she doesn't care about people's opinions, probably because jackie herself does care about what others think.

i don't recall seeing many (if any) deep conversations between jackie and nat that highlight their friendship more in-depth out in the wilderness. however, one thing i know for sure is that by the last episodes of the first season, jackie and nat are pretty much the only two team members not buying into lottie's beliefs. even if they did argue and have disagreements, what would have happened if nat had been present in the cabin during jackie and shauna's fight? in my opinion, nat would've definitely defended jackie. i know that there might've been some recent resentment toward jackie cuz she slept with travis the night before, but they share a similar perspective regarding not worshiping lottie, and we know about nat's blunt and outspoken nature, which contrasts with jackie's. nat would've seen jackie struggling without anyone defending her and would certainly voice her thoughts, especially when jackie confronted everyone about nearly killing travis, because nat would've agreed with her. not only that, but she could've even defended her from shauna. although it's technically none of her business, shauna was clearly coming at jackie out of jealousy, and even admitted that she slept with jeff and was pregnant with his baby. not a single person called shauna out on it, letting it slide due to their resentment toward jackie for calling them out on their weird-ass behaviour, but nat wasn't being blinded by that, because she didn't believe in that bs. i just know that nat wouldn't have let that slide. she would've shut shauna's and mari's ass in record time and left the cabin with jackie.

and nat was literally the only one who buried jackie's remains when no one else would, not even shauna, who was consumed by guilt for what happened to jackie.

if nat had intervened, jackie might probably still be alive, and we could've seen more of their friendship. perhaps they would've grown closer or formed an alliance of some sort, but i guess we'll never know 😔

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[miyaluvvsyou]

you: reblogging the freakiest shit

me: realizing you’re not as cute as i thought, based off what nat told me

Seeeeee here’s the thing 😅 What Nati told you is still very much true, I’m still very cute and kind and caring 😌

I love a good fic that’s written well and has a great plot. It gives me inspiration to write the fics sitting in my notes, including very similar ones like the ones I reblog (wait until I finally finish this Chanlix fic that I keep putting off 🌚 don’t tell Nati)

But also, I’m very candid about sex 😂 Nati will can you I’m like the little devil on your shoulder sometimes 😂

[draculasfavoritewife]

Din Djarin x Reader Headcanons Pt. 2

Summary: You and the Mandalorian become something more than merely hunting partners.

Pairing: Din Djarin x fem!Reader

Warnings: Me waxing ridiculously poetic about him. Implied smut towards the end.

Here it is! Part 2 of my Mando headcanons! Hope everyone enjoys the payoff! So sorry it's so long -- I sure had fun writing these :) Din Djarin is pretty much perfect, and anyone who thinks otherwise just hasn't seen enough of him.

*Translations of words/phrases in Mando'a at the end

A couple of weeks go by after the shower, and you avoid each other except when necessary, as if by an unspoken agreement

Din just needs the time to sort all his thoughts and feelings out, as he's suddenly questioning everything

So he comes off as more brusque and distant than usual, which is really saying something

You can see the turmoil seething underneath though, so you give him space and just hope his final conclusion isn't that he needs to be alone again

It ends up being the opposite

After a particularly deadly hunt in which you were both confronted with the very real possibility of the other one dying, you retreat to your makeshift quarters in the hope of sleeping off some of the distress that's still eating at you from the inside out

You don't hear his approach, since he's stripped off most of his beskar besides the helmet

But when you look up, he's looming sullenly over your bunk

You stubbornly stay silent, waiting for him to make the first move

"I can't...lose you"

He can't believe he's said those words so plainly, but there they are, hanging in the cold air between you

You find you can't speak or the tears might finally fall, so instead you cling to him, shoving your head into his shoulder and letting your fingers dig through his dark undershirt into his back

His answering embrace is crushing, and you remember just how deeply attached this man can become to another being

"Don't leave me, Din Djarin," you whisper "I love you"

He's quiet for a long moment, but this time you don't doubt him, you know he has a much more difficult time with intimacy than you do

"Cyar'ika" is what he finally chooses to hum, and that single word means more than any poetic verse or lengthy admission

"Stay with me tonight," you request softly as you finally pull back from his strong arms "rest with me in the darkness, let me hold you"

And he actually does

You can't really see him in the blackness, but your light mattress dips dramatically to his weight as he joins you, and you eagerly pull him to you as you both settle

Dank farrik, he's so warm as he lets you curl into his now bare torso -- you may never let this man sleep without you again

Perhaps it's because you both could've been killed today, but he exhibits none of his usual hesitancy as you burrow closer to him, his arms folding around you and skin meeting skin

This may just be the most relaxed you've ever experienced him

He's surprised you remember a few of his scars from that time you two showered together, and if they're ones he recalls, he tells you a few stories of how they came to decorate his body

You can't get enough of the way his voice growls deep in his chest against you, without all that armor in between

Although you know that it will be a long time before you ever get to truly see his face, you learn a few things about him, there in the dark, and it helps you imagine him a little better

You like the way his scruffy stubble scrapes against your cheek when he leans over to murmur in your ear; you hadn't expected him to be unshaven but you find the idea suits him

His hair is glorious, thick and slightly curling where it's longer, a tantalizing blend of silky soft and coarser strands, and after the way he stiffened the first time your hands strayed into it, he actually seems to enjoy the sensation of your fingers brushing through it

He talks to you more on this sightless, bare night than he has in probably your entire partnership so far

He lapses into his native tongue as sleep starts to overtake both of you, and even though you're rusty and don't understand all of the phrases, you're completely his as soon as you first feel the sensation of his full lips forming words against your shoulder and the back of your neck

The two of you rapidly become much closer after that night

It's not unusual for your hands to linger on each other when you're repairing the ship or during other quiet activities while you're alone

Though when on the hunt, you two maintain a very professional civility and not much else

He's become much more fiercely protective of you, though he'd deny it, but you see and it makes you smile

Shared showers become more commonplace, and he shares your bed on the nights you ask him to

But he's always long gone by the time you wake up

Mando'a is coming back to you the longer you stay with him, and sometimes the two of you converse entirely in that tongue for days

Your first kiss takes you by complete surprise, and he hadn't planned on it either

It was after a successful hunt in which you'd pulled an admittedly stupid stunt to come out on top, and no matter the fact that you were relatively unscathed, this man is angrier than a rancor that you would put yourself at risk like that for a few extra credits

You are his now, after all, and he's nothing if not ridiculously protective of what's his

"I never want to see you do something like that again" he seethes, and though he doesn't raise his voice you can hear the fury roiling underneath

"Stop fretting over it, Din, I'm here, aren't I? Nothing happened"

You hear the grating exhale beneath his helmet, too many emotions he's not familiar with surging to the surface from where he's bottled them up, but all he knows is that if you won't let his words pierce your thick skull, he'll have to show you what you mean to him

You can't keep back a yelp of shock as the lights go out

There's a click and a clang as he rips his helmet off, probably the most carelessly he's ever done it

And before you can process a thing he's nearly on top of you, and his lips are devouring yours, and kriff you never thought kissing him would taste so good

When he finally releases you so you can breathe again, his forehead is resting against yours, the Keldabe gesture you only faintly remember receiving from your buir, and it makes your heart ache to feel it from him

"Now" he huffs "I won't be seeing another stunt that foolhardy from you again, do I make myself clear?"

"Understood, Cyare"

He doesn't let you out of his grasp throughout the night

It takes a long time to eventually achieve further intimacy beyond a kiss, though you know he's thought about it, and you definitely do

Perhaps unsurprisingly, he's the one dragging his feet -- you've wanted this for a long time now -- but you didn't expect his reasoning for being reluctant

"How can you want us to share something so personal, when THIS is such a problem?"

You are completely lost when he vaguely gestures at his head, it takes a minute to process he means the fact that you haven't seen his face

"Din," you start, reaching up to trail a caress down the side of his visor to his breastplate "What if I were blind? Would you think my love for you less if I couldn't see you at all?"

That makes him think

"I know you, I've seen you at your best and your worst; I've slept beside you and learned all your scars with my fingers; but more than that, I see you here"

You place your hand over his heart, which you know from experience has most likely quickened at your gentle touch

"I love you, and if ever I am privileged to see your face I will only love you more, but I will not know you more, for I know you already"

"You are mine, Din Djarin, and you are mesh'la"

He can say nothing for a moment, too overwhelmed by your words and the fact that you respect him and his creed so deeply

It takes another few days of him turning it all over in his head -- though he's very good at making snap decisions, this is one that requires more consideration

He's quiet, and more efficient than ever during your next hunt, if that's even possible, and you can tell by his sharp movements that he's on edge

When you return to the ship, he gently but purposefully guides you to his quarters, a place you've hardly stepped foot inside for the entire time you've been here, and your heart starts beating erratically with anticipation

"Do you still want this?" he asks

"More than anything"

The darkness swallows you both in its welcoming embrace

Your Mandalorian is the lover you've always dreamed of; he can be gentle -- so soft with you it's maddening -- or rough enough to make you plead for more

He tells you in undertones just how highly he thinks of you, all the things he's always too stoic to say out loud, but your love seems to have finally loosened that stubborn tongue of his and you bask in it

You sleep that night in his bed, for the first time of many

And he's still there when you wake, as warm and solid as ever, one arm thrown around your body and his other hand twined in your hair, your foreheads pressed together, and dank farrik you love this man so fiercely you know you would kill or die for him

"Welcome back," he teases as he feels you shift against his body "You were out cold"

"And whose fault is that, Djarin?" you kiss him softly "I didn't think you'd still be here"

"I wanted to watch you wake up for once"

You smile and sink back into his hold, since he seems for once in no hurry to move his day forward

"Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum, Din"

He brings your hands up to play with his hair, and makes a pleased sound deep in his throat when you pull a little -- who would have thought he would like that?

"Let's do this again sometime?" you hum

His chuckle, barely audible, thrums into your ribcage where his chest presses against yours

And his kiss, coupled with the reverent fingertips drawing heated trails up your spine, gives his reply more eloquently than words ever could

Eventually, life does remind you both that it stops for no one, and you rise to return to the more familiar routine of a pair of bounty hunters on the run

But, as it turns out, your Mandalorian makes an excellent NON-platonic shower partner as well -- the poor 'fresher wasn't ready for that much steam ;)

Cyar'ika = Sweetheart

Cyare = Beloved

Mesh'la = Beautiful

Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum = I love you; I will know you forever

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[natimiles]

Welcome, darling!

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