Pedro holds a pillow when he records for Din so he can pretend he’s holding baby yoda I AM INCONSOLABLE 

You, tending to Din’s wounds: How would you rate your pain? Din Djarin: Zero stars. Would NOT recommend.

Second Chances

Din finds you one night on Coruscant,in the gutter,a starving artist that has hit rock bottom. He knows he's seen your face before but can't place it. It was two years ago, before he had a foundling and before he was Mand'alor to his people. You and Din come from vastly different backgrounds but find that your struggles are not so different and your attraction undeniable. Despite obstacles like living half a galaxy away, assassination plots, a battle for the throne, and some trouble with the Darksaber, you are, as Dins friend Boba says, fated. A dark romantic comedy AU, inspired by all my favorite tropes and movies.

After getting kicked out of his tribe by the Armorer, Din Djarin hasn't made it off Glavis yet. He finds himself trapped in a cell, alone, until they drop off another victim. Din has an idea of why they paired him with a pretty, little flight attendant, but she doesn't. He has to get his armor back and act fast before they both are forced to act out their captor's fantasy.

Some Sort of Holy Rite

Your Majesty

One Shots

Expectations (Part of the Pedro Stories Gift Exchange) Fluff, blink and you'll miss the smut

Itch-it-a-cop-it-a Mel-a-ka Mandalorian

Whumptober 2022 No.31, Light At The End of The Tunnel

Luck

I've removed 'reader' from most of my stories. While my characters are all very vague human females. You may find a mention of height or age that disqualifies it as a true blank reader. Descriptors and warnings after the links. 🖤MJ

Taylor Swift album covers (Pedro's Version)

Requested by @mandalorianslut : taking care of Din Djarin when he’s sick.

this is so cute omg

Pedro Pascal as Din Djarin in The Mandalorian (Chapter 15: The Believer)

I Only See Daylight - Masterlist

Pairing: Din Djarin x F!Reader (AFAB)

Series Info: Ongoing, set after The Mandalorian season 2/The Book of Boba Fett.

Updates on Thursdays. No use of Y/N.

Summary: You’ve stayed in one place all this time, knowing that any move to leave could lead Them to find you.

But despite your desperate need to stay alone, to stay safe, when a Mandalorian and his child crash land in your middle-of-nowhere home needing help, you can’t turn them down. Not even when they offer to take you to see the Galaxy, no matter how dangerous it may be.

Tags/Warnings: slow burn, eventual smut, post-canon, trauma, past emotional/physical abuse, religious trauma, cults, scars, negative self-image, din working out his shit, reader working out her shit, found family, injury, heavy angst but also lots of fluff and love

Notes: each chapter will have individual warnings/tags. this is slow burn, i'm still writing it and we're at 130k words and counting. 22 chapters in total. expect fluff, smut, angst, and appearances from mando’s friends :)

Chapters:

I’m gonna need y’all to go back into your twilight phase and start writing more fanfic >:| I’m tired of reading stuff that was updated 2 years ago and still having hope that a new update will come out soon… plz

Kiowa Gordon as Embry Call The Twilight Saga, 2008–2012

mav keeping all those pictures of bradley and also goose and carole over the years. mav having flashbacks after bradley played great balls of fire on the piano at penny’s bar. mav canonically being bradley’s adopted father until he pulled his academy app. mav taking the blame because he’d rather bradley resent him for the rest of his life than carole. mav desperately not wanting to lose bradley like he did goose. mav and bradley flying that f-14 together. mav and bradley BOTH saying (variations of) talk to me, goose. mav and bradley still loving goose so fucking much. mav and bradley encouraging each other. mav and bradley saving each other’s lives and refusing to apologize for it or leave each other. mav and bradley repairing their relationship. Mav And Bradley.

Do you ever just…

Record Cold (Christian Pulisic)

Masterlist

Word count: 700

Summary: Christian is just a little bit cold after playing in freezing temperatures in the World Cup Qualifier.

Thank you to @toastyrashford​ for being my beta reader and lovely bestie 🥰

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every friend group should include: a himbo

a mean bisexual

an even meaner lesbian

she/theys

he/theys

a token straight that's on thin ice

an astrology bitch who has everyone's birth chart memorized

and a short king

Being Rachel’s Friend

Eric Matthews x reader

Word Count: 1,257

Summary: Life isn’t always easy being Rachel’s friend. One night you find yourself feeling down, but Eric’s not going to just sit by and let that happen.

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Hey this is a random post but I was reading boy meets world stories and realized there was such a lack for Eric when that man was so fine 👌 anyways wrote this randomly in the middle of the night

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When Eric and Jack had agreed to let Rachel move in with them they hadn’t realized that you came along with her. You were her best friend, having bonded together over your mutual hate for a teacher freshman year. You loved Rachel, she was honestly one of the few people helping you get by in college. You were always grateful for having met her.

Because of your closeness with Rachel, sometimes you’d spend your days at her dorm. At first you would come over to her room only, and you’d greet the two boys in passing. But as time went on and you got more comfortable with her roommates, greetings turned into jokes, jokes turned into conversations, and in the end you sort of grew close to them.

You enjoyed hanging out with her roommates whenever you were there, it was sort of funny watching both Eric and Jack swoon over your friend. You were used to watching people swoon over her, heck you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t admired her the first time you saw her.

One of the biggest things you liked about her was her generosity, especially pertaining to your current situation. You were having some living issues of your own so when she offered you to stay at their place for a while you were surprised. You opened your mouth to decline but before you could do so the boys jumped in yelling disagreements from the kitchen area. They claimed it would get too girly here. But after getting one look from Rachel they immediately agreed and she grinned, wrapping you in a warm hug claiming it would be just like one big ole sleepover.

Well a week officially went by and now it was Saturday night. While other kids were busy doing homework or doing each other, there you were, sitting alone on the dorm couch.

Rachel was out on a date, while Jack was out studying. Eric was out, who knows where and you were planted firmly on the couch. It was quiet. Too quiet. It wasn’t until you were the only person in the room that you realized just how big the place was. It made you slightly bored being all by yourself. It got to the point where you were actually excited when the door opened and in came Eric.

“Oh thank god,” you said as he closed the door behind him. “Good evening to you too?” he said with an eyebrow raised. “You have no idea how quiet it was here. I could practically hear my own thoughts.” He grinned walking over to the fridge and grabbing a snack, “we wouldn’t want that now would we?” He teased hopping onto the empty spot beside you. “Where’s Rachel?” He asked, “I thought you guys were going out tonight?”

You nodded, “yeah we were supposed to. But then the guy from her psych class finally asked her out and I didn’t want to hold her back, so we rain-checked.”

That was news to Eric, he perched up in his seat. “She went on a date! Where? What are we doing here, we should go stop them!”

You laughed at his antics before pushing his shoulder back, making him lean against the couch, “Eric, she’s a grown woman, you have to let her go.” He sighs, letting out a little, “I know,” in the process.

You two fell into a silence letting the tv become the only sound in the room. It wasn’t until a few minutes went by that you mumbled out. “You know sometimes I wish I was Rachel,” it was a passing thought, but it wasn’t until Eric reached for the remote and shut the tv off that you realized you had said that out loud.

You hesitantly turn your head towards Eric who already has his eyes set on you. “What did you just say?” He asked curiously.

Oh god, you were not ready for this talk. Especially with Eric. You were close but not that close. “Nothing.”

“No you said, and I quote, ‘sometimes I wish I was Rachel.’ Why would you say that?”

You rolled your eyes and let out an annoyed sigh, “Eric, let’s not do this,” you said, reaching for the remote which he slid along the floor. “No. Let’s do this.”

You gritted your teeth, “Eric, I don’t want to talk about it,” you growled.

Unfazed he leaned forward closer to you, “but I do.”

You held his gaze, refusing to back down from this sudden staring contest you had gotten yourself in. But eventually you broke eye contact with a defeated sigh.

“Now, tell me,” he said, smacking your knee, “why did you say that?”

“Because…I don’t know if you’ve noticed but Rachel is kind of the whole package. She’s tall, intelligent, beautiful. She’s funny, sexy. I’m not saying I’m not any of those things, and I’m definitely not claiming she has it easy, but once—just once I’d like some guy to come up to us and talk to me…for being me, not just cause I’m Rachel’s friend.”

Eric doesn’t say anything, attentively listening to your words. It was different having this type of conversation with him, sure you’d chat multiple times but never like this. You stared back at Eric who hasn’t taken his eyes off you. You’ve never seen him look so serious, you honestly couldn’t tell what was going through his mind. After a moment you shifted your gaze, suddenly feeling stupid for your words.

“Sometimes it just feels like I’ll never be good enough for anyone.” Another silence overtakes the room and you suddenly feel like you overshared. Well he did ask, but maybe he didn’t think you would actually answer. Your brain ran a mile thinking about how to flip the tension in the room.

Eric on the other hand was letting your words sink in. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. You, not good enough. Please if anything it was those guys who weren’t good enough. Eric wanted so badly to tell you how he felt, because for the past weeks he’s been trying to figure out how to tell you that he had feelings for you. He wasn’t afraid to tell you but he knew how reserved you were, he remembered how quiet you were when you first met. He didn’t want to lose what you two had. So maybe…he was afraid?

But hearing you talk about yourself this way, he couldn’t take it.

After coming down from his thoughts he realized he’d been quiet for too long. Noticing you suddenly lean forward about to get off from the couch he figured he had to do something—anything to make you stay, to make you listen, to tell you how he felt. So what did he do? He kissed you.

It was an innocent kiss. He didn’t want to push it just in case you didn’t feel the same way. You on the other hand, were left speechless after the kiss, you didn’t know what to say.

Eric held his face only a few centimeters away from yours, waiting for a reaction. You wanted to lean forward—kiss him again. But all that left your lips were the words, “was that a pity kiss?”

Without missing a beat he grins before saying, “that was an I’ve liked you for a while now but was too afraid to do anything, kiss.”

Your lips tug upwards into a small grin, mirroring him. Then you lean forward, taking the initiative to kiss him again.

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I hope you boy meets world lovers enjoyed this little blurb. I might rewatch boy meets world so more stories might come through one day, but otherwise thanks for reading ✨