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LockDown Masterlist

The Avengers compound is under lockdown and you’re stuck with Loki. With anthrax just outside the door, and a bomb set to go off in Loki’s room, can the two of you survive long enough to find out who’s responsible?

Pairing: Loki x Reader (First Person)

Genre: Enemies to lovers, romance, mystery, eventual smut

Inspired by: A Job A Million PRs Would Die For by @saiansha​ and, of course, countless themed bottle episodes on television. 

Setting: 2018 in an alternate timeline where Loki made it to Earth after the events of “Thor: Ragnarok” and Sam Wilson, Wanda Maximoff, Clint Barton, and Scott Lang are still on the Raft.

Playlist 

Parts 

Part I: Bottle Episode

Part II: My Dinner with Anthrax

Part III: Oldie but a Goodie

Part IV: The Good in People

Part V: Someone Who Screams, “I Want to Kill Loki.”

Part VI: The Closet

Part VII: Dead Cat Society

Part VIII: Say, You Wanna Dance?

Part IX: Sister

Part X: Hand Held

Part XI: Ask, What Do Demons Want?

Part XII: Favourite Anything

Part XIII: Confessions

Part XIV: Theodore

Part XV: Forget the Rest

Part XVI: Frog Catchers

Loki

Main fic rec masterlist

@thighs-of-betrayal-blog -> Loki masterlist

@the-emo-asgardian -> Masterlist

@lucywrites02 -> Masterlist

@lokifics1 -> Reblogs Loki Fics

@whirlybirbs

From the void with love -> torn from time, you have to navigate the t.v.a. with the one person who singlehandedly ruined the entirety of nyc’s week. turns out you & him have a future-past. time is weird. loki, god of mischief (disputed) is infuriating.

Whirlybirbs Loki Drabbles -> Chronologically listed drabble masterlist for Loki/reader (often refrenced as fake!wife)

@starks-hero

What he doesn't know won't hurt him -> You and Loki had been doing a fairly decent job at keeping your relationship a secret from the other members of the team, specifically your father. But what happens when word finally gets out?

@magpietoriches

LockDown - part 1 -> The Avengers compound is under lockdown and you’re stuck with Loki. With anthrax just outside the door, and a bomb set to go off in Loki’s room, can the two of you survive long enough to find out who’s responsible?

@moonbaby26

Goddess Series -> You were a Greek sea goddess, just enjoying a typical day of nothing when a strange new god dropped into your land.

@tiger-mcqueen

The Elf Thief -> After paying for his crimes, Loki has earned back Thor’s trust if not the other Avengers. And though the God of Lies believes that he has reformed, he takes a dangerous path toward revenge—and his enemy’s daughter must pay the price for his convictions before he realizes how much he has yet to learn.

@maiden-of-asgard -> masterlist

Frostbite -> 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.

@lostalioth -> Masterlist

Behind Closed Doors -> being in a secret relationship with the god mischief himself and sneaking around to avoid the avengers.

@gingerwritess

Loki's Happy Ending -> a collection of a fifty+ part storyline aiming to give Loki the happy ending that he deserved.

Rushingly Bittersweet, the series index

moodboard by me

Main Masterlist // Playlist for the main story // ao3

Pairing: Javier Peña x f!reader

Summary: After the fall of Escobar everything starts happening way too fast for Javier; his raise, his new office, his new team, the Cali cartel’s operation, the sudden arrival of a new agent that was transferred to his team for no apparent reason, the way he was falling in love with her almost unintentionally.

And he couldn’t seem to stop any of that.

Word count for the main story: +86.1k (so far)

The story:

Part 1: the meeting

Part 2: the struggle

Part 3: the warning  

Part 4: the realization

Part 5: the raid                          

Part 6: the handbrush

Part 7: the question                    

Part 8: the kiss

Part 9: the rush                           

Part 10: the trip

Part 11: the dayoff                     

Part 12: the union

Part 13: the backstory               

Part 14: the shitshow

Part 15: the finding                    

Part 16: the reality

Part 17: the rescue                                 

Part 18: the recognition

Part 19: the confession                                 

Part 20: the truth

Part 21: the decision              

Part 22: the aftershock

Part 23: the letter                           

Part 24

Part 25

After RushBit: (Coming soon…)

Past Grievances and Turning Points

Clashing Times

Unexpected Meal

Awkward Encounters

Tertulia Familiar

The One you Call Home

Moonlit Room

Formalities and Introductions

Part 25 goes here in the timeline.

Breakfast for two

Mamá’s inheritance

Rubbing Noses

Chocolate y Nuez

Children’s Game:

Summary: Javi and you go to the county fair… that’s basically it. (1.9k words)

Bull’s eye!

The Little Goddess of Love

…

Extras:

Javier’s views of the War on Drugs, as a mexican-american.

Javier in the aftermath of his first kill on the job.

The Letter; from part 23.

Knight Aemond x Princess Reader mood board

Masterlist: The Hunt ; Night Off ; Neglectful Jealousy ; Devious Forgiveness ; Innocent Touch

Related Blog: @eraenaa (longer fics and one shots)

Your knight, Aemond, who was always by your side, no matter how much you tried to bribe him, he will not fall for it. He was always trailing you, refusing you to be out of sight, not because of duty but because he simply needed to be around you.

You knight, Aemond, who will always savor your scent whenever you are near him. Who would always find an excuse to touch your skin, may it be him offering his hand as you walked down the stairs or him wrapping his arms around your frame whenever the measliest of threats arose, disguising his passion as protection.

Your knight, Aemond, who would always stare down and intimidate any suitor of yours. Trailing closely behind as you tried to get to know them, always quick to go in between and meddle when he felt you were warming up with any lord or prince. Unable to stomach seeing you grow agreeable with your courtships.

Your knight, Aemond, who was always there the second you called for him. It does not matter if he has barely rested or eaten; the moment you send for him, he will be rushing down the castle halls, tending to your needs, no matter how insignificant or even frivolous they are. 

Your knight, Aemond, who would always listen intently to your babbling. Nodding along as you tell him your encounters for the day though he already knew because he was always by your side. Occasionally indulging you with his silver-tongued quips as he would sometimes be the one to share with you the latest gossip in court. 

Your knight, Aemond, who had been growing quite obvious with his affection for you. Sending you small tokens and flowers. He would often utilize the lie that the gifts were sent by an unnamed lord when, in reality, they all came from him. 

Your knight Aemond, who knew fully well that yearning for you would make no difference because whatever love you two would have for each other would be a love that would be denied and could not be, for how could a knight ever deserve a princess? 

Your knight, Aemond, who would settle to just being your sworn protector just as long as he had you near. Because as dreadful it was to see you be bound to another, nothing would compare to not having you near him; at those moments when he stood by your side, he indulged himself with a fantasy and pretended that you were his. 

Cheerleader Pt. 1

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Pairing: female reader x Eddie Munson

Summary: Y/n and Chrissy are best friends, but when she dies, she knows things aren't as everyone seems to think. Maybe Eddie is innocent.

Warnings: SPOILERS for ST4, teen drinking, partying, drugs, death, violence, cursing, fluff, potentially more

A/N: This is turning out longer than I expected so it's going to be multiple parts. Eddie needs some fanfics so bad so here I am making one! Please check in for the next parts soon! Requests open (Stranger Things, Marvel, Harry Potter), taglist open, inbox open! Please like, comment, and reblog!

It was the day of the big championship game. The entire school, or at least most of it, was stoked. Hawkins High hadn’t won a championship in ages, but this year was going to be different. The basketball team was amazing, the band was awesome, and the cheerleaders were impeccable. You were biased though, being a cheerleader yourself. But you knew how hard you and the rest of the cheer squad had worked on all the routines and you just had a good feeling about this game.

While you may have been in high spirits, your best friend Chrissy Cunningham wasn’t doing very well. She had been telling you for the past few days how bad she had been feeling and the horrible headaches she was getting. You knew she was taking tylenols but they weren’t helping. And nothing would help with her nightmares. You offered to spend the night with her whenever they first began but she declined, not wanting to bother you. You really didn’t mind, you just wanted your friend to be okay.

“Chrissy?” you asked, waiting outside the bathroom stall. You were walking down the hall with her when she rushed into the bathroom and promptly locked herself in a stall. She didn’t answer but you could hear her gagging and sniffling. The door to the bathroom opened and you saw a redhead walk into the bathroom with headphones around her neck. You had seen her around before but couldn’t remember her name. You smiled awkwardly at her while Chrissy continued to barf in the stall.

“Is she okay?” the redhead asked.

“Um- no not really,” you said. 

You heard some shuffling in the stall and then heard Chrissy say, “Who is it?”

You looked at the girl and waited for her to say her name. “Oh it’s- it’s Max. Max Mayfield.”

Max. You had heard of her before. She was Billy Hargroves little sister. You didn’t know him very well, just what everyone said about him and how he died in the mall fire last year.

Chrissy heard Max say what her name was, and you guessed that Chrissy didn’t care since she didn’t reply. Or at least you thought she wasn’t but after a very guttural sounding puke she said, “Could you please leave?”

You looked at Max expectantly. Usually you wouldn’t tell people to leave the bathroom but you knew your friend was struggling and probably embarrassed. She nodded and started walking out the door and you followed. “I’m going to get some water Chrissy, okay? I’ll be back in a minute.”

You and Max walked out into the hall. She lingered for a second and appeared like she wanted to ask you something. She didn’t though, and instead just gave you a small smile and walked off. You went to the vending machine down the hallway and stuck some quarters in it. Clink, clink, clink. They fell to the bottom of the slot. You pressed C1 for water and watched as the metal swirls let the bottle drop down to the opening at the bottom of the vending machine. You pushed open the piece to get the water and started heading back to the bathroom.

It was silent. You tilted yourself down just a little and saw that Chrissy was still in the stall, but she wasn’t moving or making any noise. “Chrissy?” you asked.

No answer. “Chrissy?” You shifted your weight back and forth between your feet. “Chrissy, are you okay in there?” you repeated one more time. Still no answer. You checked to make sure the other stalls were empty before going into the stall next to hers and getting on your hands and knees. The floor was absolutely disgusting but that didn’t matter right then. You crawled under the stall and into Chrissy’s.

She was sitting there, totally unmoving other than her eyes. Her eyelids were twitching and all you could see was the white part of her eyeballs. “Chrissy!” you exclaimed. You waved your hand in front of her face but she didn’t seem aware, or present at all. You grabbed a hold of her shoulders and shook her. You were starting to panic. In a situation like that you had no idea what to do. Was she having a seizure? Was she in shock? You had no idea.

“Chrissy! Chrissy please,” you pleaded. “Come on, come on, say something! It’s okay! I’m here.”

Suddenly she gasped, and her eyes went back to normal. She was shaking all over and her eyes darted around like crazy.

“Oh Chrissy,” you said, wrapping your arms around her. “What happened? Are you okay?”

“I- I don’t know what that was…” she trembled. “I was here but it was different and…”

“Do you need to go home? I can take you to the nurse. Or we can just skip. I’ll drive you.”

She shook her head. “No, no. I’ll be fine. I have to talk to the guidance counselor later anyways and today is the big game. I can’t miss it.”

You looked at her for a moment, thinking about protesting but you knew it would be of no use. Chrissy wouldn’t miss the game for anything. Jason, her boyfriend and captain of the basketball team, would be really disappointed if she didn’t come.

“Okay. Just make sure that you tell her about what happened. And here, drink this water.” You handed her the water and waited for her to take a few sips.

She knew you were still worried just by the way you were staring at her. Your eyebrows were creased and you were barely blinking, like if you did she would just vanish into thin air. “I’m fine, okay? I’ll see you at lunch, promise,” Chrissy said. You sighed but relented.

Your classes before lunch passed by in a blur. No one was really focused on the school work. Many were buzzing about the game later, and the celebration that would come afterwards if Hawkins won. You weren’t really thinking about the game. Your mind was on your best friend. “What was that back there?” you thought.

You parked yourself next to Chrissy at your usual lunch table with Jason and his basketball friends. The energy at the table was very consuming as they all chatted animatedly about the upcoming game.

“We’re gonna smoke them,” Chance said. All the other boys agreed. “They’re not going to know what hit them. Isn’t that right, Lucas?” He turned to one of the freshmen at the table. He had been on the bench the entire season, and he was quieter than most basketball players you knew. Especially the ones at your table.

“Yeah, for sure man,” he answered.

From behind you a voice spoke up, catching the attention of most of the cafeteria. It was Eddie Munson.

Eddie was standing up on top of a lunch table saying, “...or parties or a game where you toss balls into laundry baskets!” He directed that towards your table and Jason stood up.

“You want something, freak?” Jason yelled. Eddie smiled and made horns on his head with his hands. Jason gave him a look and muttered, “prick,” as he sat back down.

Eddie was a senior. He had been a senior for a while now, and had failed his last year multiple times. At least that’s what everyone said. You weren’t well acquainted with him at all but you had a class with him. He was talkative and had an outgoing personality, but you didn’t see anything wrong with that. 

Almost the entire school considered him a “freak” though because he liked to play Dungeon and Dragons. Personally you didn’t play it, but one of the kids you babysat did. You had heard plenty of stories about how the game made people violent and it was satanic. You thought it was a load of bull. It was just a harmless game.

“Y/N,” Chrissy whispered, getting your attention. You had some pizza in your mouth so you looked at her and raised your eyebrows, letting her know to continue. “I set up a… meeting with Eddie for later today.”

You quirked an eyebrow, showing that you didn’t understand. She looked around anxiously and scooted a little closer. “For… stuff. He sells.” Realization hit you. She was buying drugs. Chrissy was buying drugs. That was something you never thought would happen. Chrissy had always been so straight laced.

You nodded and swallowed your food. “What for?” you asked. You had never done drugs before but knew a couple people who did. Your knowledge of drugs was pretty limited. You knew about the not-so-bad stuff like weed.

“Maybe it’ll help with the headaches. And the nightmares.” She chewed on her lip and looked at you seriously. 

“Okay. Be safe though.” You weren’t going to scold her or anything like that. Chrissy was truly struggling and maybe it was worth a try. She let out a breath and shut her eyes for a second. She must have been afraid to tell you. You rubbed her shoulder briefly, causing Jason to look over at you two.

“You okay Chrissy?” he asked. She nodded and smiled at him. She must not be telling him then. Just you.

Hours later you were in the gym, cheering on the basketball team. It was a close game, but you were hopeful that the Hawkins team would pull through and win the championship. The gym was packed full of supporters. It seemed like half the town showed up.

“WOO!” you cheered, waving your pom-poms. There was just a few seconds left on the clock. Jason took the shot, as everyone watched with bated breath. He missed. Your shoulders fell. But then underneath the goal was Lucas, the freshman benchwarmer. He got the ball, took a couple steps back, jumped, and shot. The crowd erupted in cheers. Hawkins had won the championship. The entire basketball team converged on Lucas, hoisting him up on their shoulders and chanting his name.

Later on in the night the gym had cleared out, and the only students left were the basketball players and some cheerleaders in the parking lot. There was plans to go to a well-known place for parties.

“Hey, I’m going to go home and change but I’ll meet you guys there,” Chrissy said. You and Jason nodded and she walked off to her car. You knew that Chrissy wasn’t actually just going home. She was going to Eddie Munson’s house. Apparently he didn’t have what Chrissy wanted with him when they met at school. Jason was unaware of what was going on but you weren’t going to tell him. It wasn’t your place.

The party was hectic and full of alcohol, but you knew your limits. After a few drinks you decided to go home. The next morning you woke up to your mom calling your name. “Y/n! Y/n will you come down here?”

You went down the stairs and went to the living room where your mom and dad were watching the news. You were confused at first then you heard what the reporters were saying. Someone had been murdered last night. Collapsing onto the couch next to your mom, she wrapped her arms around you. She was scared to death of something like that happening to you. After all the death that had plagued Hawkins her worry was entirely warranted. You returned her embrace while she sniffled.

Not too long after you saw that on the news you got a call. “Hello?” you asked.

“Hey y/n it’s Jason.” You raised your eyebrows at who was calling you. He had never called you before, and wouldn’t really talk to you much when you were around him. The only reason you guys were ‘friends’ was because he was Chrissy’s boyfriend. Wait. Chrissy. She never showed up last night to that party. Fear swept over you as Jason continued to talk.

“Did you ever see Chrissy last night? Did you talk to her at all during or after the party?” his voice was urgent as he questioned you. You began to panic.

“Why? Did- Did something happen?” Your voice trembled and your hands shook.

“Listen to me very carefully y/n. I’m guessing you’ve seen the news. Last night Chrissy was… killed.”

Ok but the cracking the headboard? He growls- Frankie most definitely growls and snarls when he comes and breaks the damn thing. Ok now I’m done.

warnings: SMUT - rough sex

a/n: this is short but i think it makes the point its supposed to make lol. i’m supposed to be working on the stuff that has been sitting in my inbox forever but y’all got me hooked on this idea so i gotta get it out.

Frankie’s body is slick against yours, a thin sheen of sweat covering you both as he takes you hard and without any kind of rhythm. His hair hangs in his face as he bares his teeth down at you, grunting with his thrusts. Your nails scratch down his back and he hisses in slight pain but doesn’t stop.

You told him you needed this so he is giving it to you. You can tell he needs this too. He needs to let go. Of course, he tells you to tell him if it gets to be too much, but with him it’s never too much. It’s just enough and it leaves you wanting more.

He looks down, grinning at the dogtags laying between your breasts. They make a small clinking sound every time your body moves when he thrusts into you and he loves that. He touches them gently before bringing his hand back up to the headboard that he is using to pull himself into you harder. It creaks precariously but you don’t hear it. All you can focus on is Frankie inside of you and the lovely sounds he’s making. He lowers himself just enough to kiss you. Before he pulls away though you bite down on his lip and he moans in surprise. You bring your hands up and push his hair out of his face. He is so lovely like this--face flushed, sweat on his brow, eyes hooded with lust and love.

“Harder,” you whisper and he looks at you as if to ask silently ‘are you sure?’ “Please...”

This time you hear the headboard creak as he tightens his grip on it to give you what you want. You touch yourself as he pounds into your relentlessly while looking for any sign that you may want him to stop. But you don’t want him to stop. You want him to fuck you and fuck you and fuck you until he can’t anymore.

The sound of his hips slapping against your skin is like music to your ears and you’re lost in it. You look down to watch him move in and out of you as you touch yourself and it’s just enough to push you over the edge. You cum around him, your toes curling as you throw your head back and cry out his name.

He’s certainly not holding back now. You feel too good--so tight around him, squeezing him, urging him to give you his all. And he does. He clinches his jaw and growls as he cums, holding onto the headboard with a grip that makes a cracking sound that has you both stilling and looking up. There it is. A nice long crack right down the middle of your somewhat new headboard.

“Oh, fuck...” Frankie breathes before looking down at you and smiling. You snort before bursting into full on laughter. He lowers himself over you and hides his face against your breasts, laughing while trying to catch his breath. “Well, you asked for rough,” he teases.

“You broke the headboard,” you say in disbelief. “That’s pretty hot actually.”

“What?” he chuckles.

“Those strong, sexy hands basically broke something in two. Hot.”

He lifts his head and smiles at you, pushing his hair out of his face again. “Guess I don’t know my own strength.”

“We’ll get a new one,” you say as he rolls off of you.

“You okay?” he asks, rubbing your thighs. “I didn’t...damage you, did I?”

You giggle. “No. But if you wanna try to break me in two...”

He looks at you in shock. “What’s gotten into you tonight?”

“Hmm...my boyfriend.”

“Christ...” He sits up and touches the crack in the headboard. “We have to make sure we pick a sturdier one.”

“Oh, I don’t know, you might break that one too,” you joke and he rolls his eyes.

“I’m never living this down, am I?”

“Hell no.” You laugh as he moves closer and kisses you. He plays with the dogtags hanging around your neck.

“I love when you wear these,” he says. “The way they look on your bare skin just...” He bites his lip.

“Are you joining me for a shower?” you ask.

“Yup. Right after we break the headboard just a little more.” He looks at you and you look down.

“Already?”

“It’s you...something about you and the fucking dogtags...” His words trail off but you push him onto his back gently and get on top of him.

“My turn. Let’s see what I can do.” You hold onto the headboard, leaning over Frankie slightly and the dogtags swing freely between you two. His hands find your hips and help you onto him.

“Yes, ma’am.”

WELCOME TO DINDJARINDIARIES!

Each major character has their own masterlist, along with quick links to multi-part fics, one-shots, and drabbles on this post.

Prompts and headcanons are only listed on the individual masterlists.

You can sign up for a tag list with the link in my bio, and you can also donate to my ko-fi at the same place.

Fics marked with an asterisk (*) have sexual (though not graphic) content.

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DIN DJARIN

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Take It Off* (x)

Touch It Softly (x)

Everything I Wanted (x)

Cozy in the Cockpit (x)

Beneath the Surface (x)

My Cyar’ika (x)

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When Stars Align (x)

More Than Words* (x)

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Don’t Blame Me (x)

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Behave* (x)

Nothing So Perfect (x)

Next To You (x)

Forever and Always (x)

Reverence (x)

Transmissions (x)

Purpose (story x, universe x)

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Never Alone (x)

Tresses (x)

Enervation (x)

Take Care (x)

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Take It Off* (x)

Cozy in the Cockpit (x)

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Touch It Softly (x)

Alleviation (x)

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Ni Ceta Par Gar (I Kneel For You)* (x)

In My Head (x)

Hold Me in Hyperspace (x)

Ner Yaim (My Home) (x)

Mureyca (Kiss) (x)

Torrent (x)

— x Omera

Aftermath (x)

Stay (x)

— x OC (Original Character)

Dead To Me (x)

The Marshal (x)

— No Pairings

A Warrior’s Purpose (x)

DRABBLES

The First (x)

You Hear Me When I Cry (x)

Musings (x)

Cataclysm (x)

Mandoctober (x)

Dincember (x)

Reveries (x)

CASSIAN ANDOR

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QUICK LINKS:

ONE-SHOTS

— x Reader

Stories and Sunsets (x)

— No Pairings

Coming soon!

Four Guys Burgers and Fries

Summary: You get a petty Instagram DM, and the boys try to life your spirits.

Pairing: Frankie Morales x GN!Reader (no Y/N)

Rating:  PG-13

Words: ~2900

Tags: FLUFF, friends to lovers, use of Instagram, takes place at a bar but no explicit alcohol mentioned, mentions of a petty ex/animal abuse, bad jokes

Notes: As always, had some BS happen in my life that inspired this short fic. Hope you enjoy! I tagged some relatively heavy topics but it’s more of a precaution, this is pure fluff! Reader is mentioned as being smaller, but only in relation to the rest of the gang, not necessarily in terms of weight/height

PS-I didn’t add anyone in a taglist because I wasn’t sure if those have had contacted me are only interested in Impression, Sunrise! This is a one-shot. Please let me know if you want to be added to a general taglist for all works!

Frankie watches as you make your way back to the booth nestled in the back of the bar, the rest of the boys caught up in whatever story Pope is spinning to convince them of his latest scheme. It was Tuesday, Bar Trivia night, a long-held tradition among the crew to get together and unwind, and mostly, an excuse to keep in touch. You had joined them one night when they needed a fifth player, Santi turning up the charm to get you to acquiesce, but you quickly found your place within the group, eventually calling them close friends outside the dingy walls of the bar as well. Trivia Night always persisted, though; Santiago and Ben tended to get competitive, but you, Will and Frankie were mostly just there for the company, happy to be among friends, even if they didn’t know which state has a cat elected as a town mayor.

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Fic Rec List

So, since I’ve achieved another of my follower goals, I thought about doing a recommendation list of all of my favorite fanfiction from this website (so far)! These are the ones I reblogged and commented on it, and truly recommend! Some of them them I really have to catch up, but I love them anyway! I hope you like them too!! I’m definitely missing someone, because I always forget things, lmao, so if your work is not here is probably because I forgot!! The characters are in alphabetical order:

Boba Fett

Staple Your Tongue by @bobafvtt

Say it, Spit it Out by @bobafvtt

Diego Hargreeves

I Need a Favour series by @areyouthorrealrightnow

Diego and his baby daughter by @the-novel-on-the-left

Din Djarin

As You Wish series by @themandjalorian

Both Hunter and Prey series by @themandjalorian

Cold Showers by @cptnbvcks

Deliver Me by @damerondjarin

Healer series by @bestintheparsec (i terribly have to catch up, but it’s a great series 🥺) 

The Lovely Moons series by @vercopaanir (i still have to catch up on that one, sorry 😥)

Rough day series by @no-droids

Ezra (Prospect)

Moonlight by @adikaofmandalore

Next Rotation by @hopelikethesun

Orchid by @adikaofmandalore

Trap by @rzrcrst

Frankie Morales

Addicted to You by @ithinkhesgaybutwesavedmufasa

Dawn by @rzrcrst

Pragma series by @softpedropascal (another one that I have to catch up, but it’s so soft and sweet!!)

Querencia series by @spookyold-saintjm

Javier Peña

A Good Man series by @forever-rogue

Curriculum Vitae series by @tiffdawg

Deal series by @longitud-de-onda

Dial Tone by @cptnbvcks

Look How Long This Love Can Hold Its Breath series by @themandjalorian

Partial to the Cavatina series by @acomplicatedprofession

The Same Coin series by @bestintheparsec ​

Marcus Pike

And Then I’d Kiss You, And Then I’d (Still) Kiss You by @agentpike

If You Ever wanna be in Love series by @agentpike

Secret Kisses by @catfishingmorales

Undercover by @secretpajamas

Maxwell Lord

A Gilded Lie series by @maxlordd

Max Phillips

Bury me face down by @ithinkhesgaybutwesavedmufasa

With Cherries on Top series by @ithinkhesgaybutwesavedmufasa

Oberyn Martell

In Name Only series by @forever-rogue

Of Princes and Berries series by @forever-rogue

Pero Tovar

Morning, Necklace and this Art Drabble by @di-kut (all set in the same universe)

Querida by @yespolkadotkitty

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