Obsessing Over Everything

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[obsessivelysearching]

Masterlist

* indicates smut

Narcos:

Javier Pena: 

Stitched Together Masterlist

Star Wars Sequel Trilogy

Armitage Hux:

Multi-part series: 

*Cold Heart (available on Ao3 and Wattpad) Armitage Hux x OC

One Shots:

Far Away : Armitage Hux x Reader

The Mandalorian:

Din Djarin:

Untitled Morak one shot

*No Way- Din Djarin x Reader multi-part series (Soulmate AU):

Part 1

Part 2

*Part 3

Part 4

*Part 5

Part 6

[obsessivelysearching]

Currently getting railed and scrolling on tumblr. Living the dream.

[filmnoirsbian]

Actually, hating kids is actively harmful whether you think you're subtle about it or not. I was one of those annoying, loud, attention-seeking kids, and I knew instinctively when adults/teenagers hated me (and kids in general), and all it did was convince me that I couldn't tell any adults about the abuse I was experiencing at home because they wouldn't care or listen to me. Once again I am saying there is no good reason to hate all children, and if you do then you need to actively work on that because you share society and public spaces with children so the odds of you having to interact with them at some point are very high, and they don't need to internalize your weird hang-ups just because you refuse to get over yourself. Kids are at the mercy of adults and the adult world around them. You do not have to make growing up any harder than it already is.

[lustrot]

LITERALLY CRYING RN

[obsessivelysearching]

WHAT EPISODE??? WHAT EPISODE AHHHHHH

[lustrot]

anyways aesthetic board for that sugar daddy reid w artsy curvy reader fic that’s currently rotting my brain

[obsessivelysearching]

When and if you write this I want to be the first to know because I swear you stole this idea from my brain.

[slavery]

[macbethz]

Fuck I’m at a fencing tournament and literally a minute after I reblogged this my dad told me that he talked to the point people and I’m probably going to win a medal.

[seananmcguire]

BURN BAGEL BURN

[gothiccharmschool]

OH WHY NOT?

[harukami]

I need to follow up to say I reblogged this last night, and this morning I got some of the best news of my life, like, a life dream come true news thing.

Bagel what are your powers

[acabosetotal]

FUCK, I though it was just another lucky meme but LISTEN. Since a week ago I was waiting a phone call to confirm me if I got a job or not in my university. I reblogged this yesterday’s night “just for fun and because I don’t want any bagel to be mad with me”, and today’s afternoon, while I was losing my time as always, the professor I was supposed to work with called me and asked me for my personal information to start working with her.

THE BAGEL POWERS ARE WAY TOO MUCH FOR THIS WORLD

[token-white-friend]

I GOT A JOB THE DAY AFTER MY QUEUE POSTED THIS THE FIRST TIME AND I JUST REALIZED IT WHEN I SAW IT AGAIN HOLY GOD

[noodle-dragon]

The bagel hasn’t let me down yet!

[blackcatgodess]

I got a job offer after reblogging the bagel. Believe in the bagel!

[anayely420]

🙏🏼

[sonsfantasies]

Worth a try lol

[theblizzardsix]

i could use some good news or even a good girl 

[pantspooplover]

Go lil bagle! Show me your power!

[itaachiyama-moved]

Okii then!

[blastlight]

THIS IS THE FIRST THING ON MY BLOG

I GOT ASKED OUT FOR THE FIRST TIME AFTER I REBLOGGED IT

[cuappatea-deactivated20200216]

wait but whats happening with the bagel tho

[toca144]

Giv news

[maiskinny]

This bagel better do me and my skinnies some wonders.

[st0nedsk1nnygrl]

im passed my drivers test🙏🏽

[becoming-a-flame]

pls

[notjoyfulanymore]

Oh hope this works, i need some good news in my life lmao

[airm0ld]

plz bagel plssss 🙏

[fiftyshadesofthinspi]

BLESS US ALL OH HOLY FIRE BAGEL

[kissmycoldlips]

Bagel, pls

[cari-cry]

bagel please i need this thank you

[prick-o]

pls bagel

[karls-writing-space]

Bagel please

[t0rsly]

I beg of you sir bagel

[lil-stark-deactivated20240119]

PLEASE BAGEL GOD

[sinfulspencer]

BAGEL, I BEG YOU

[obsessivelysearching]

Please I want power back

[obsessivelysearching]

I got power back six hours later so…

[slavery]

[macbethz]

Fuck I’m at a fencing tournament and literally a minute after I reblogged this my dad told me that he talked to the point people and I’m probably going to win a medal.

[seananmcguire]

BURN BAGEL BURN

[gothiccharmschool]

OH WHY NOT?

[harukami]

I need to follow up to say I reblogged this last night, and this morning I got some of the best news of my life, like, a life dream come true news thing.

Bagel what are your powers

[acabosetotal]

FUCK, I though it was just another lucky meme but LISTEN. Since a week ago I was waiting a phone call to confirm me if I got a job or not in my university. I reblogged this yesterday’s night “just for fun and because I don’t want any bagel to be mad with me”, and today’s afternoon, while I was losing my time as always, the professor I was supposed to work with called me and asked me for my personal information to start working with her.

THE BAGEL POWERS ARE WAY TOO MUCH FOR THIS WORLD

[token-white-friend]

I GOT A JOB THE DAY AFTER MY QUEUE POSTED THIS THE FIRST TIME AND I JUST REALIZED IT WHEN I SAW IT AGAIN HOLY GOD

[noodle-dragon]

The bagel hasn’t let me down yet!

[blackcatgodess]

I got a job offer after reblogging the bagel. Believe in the bagel!

[anayely420]

🙏🏼

[sonsfantasies]

Worth a try lol

[theblizzardsix]

i could use some good news or even a good girl 

[pantspooplover]

Go lil bagle! Show me your power!

[itaachiyama-moved]

Okii then!

[blastlight]

THIS IS THE FIRST THING ON MY BLOG

I GOT ASKED OUT FOR THE FIRST TIME AFTER I REBLOGGED IT

[cuappatea-deactivated20200216]

wait but whats happening with the bagel tho

[toca144]

Giv news

[maiskinny]

This bagel better do me and my skinnies some wonders.

[st0nedsk1nnygrl]

im passed my drivers test🙏🏽

[becoming-a-flame]

pls

[notjoyfulanymore]

Oh hope this works, i need some good news in my life lmao

[airm0ld]

plz bagel plssss 🙏

[fiftyshadesofthinspi]

BLESS US ALL OH HOLY FIRE BAGEL

[kissmycoldlips]

Bagel, pls

[cari-cry]

bagel please i need this thank you

[prick-o]

pls bagel

[karls-writing-space]

Bagel please

[t0rsly]

I beg of you sir bagel

[lil-stark-deactivated20240119]

PLEASE BAGEL GOD

[sinfulspencer]

BAGEL, I BEG YOU

[obsessivelysearching]

Please I want power back

[t4tmoreid]

baby boy baby 🥺💖

[100sunny]

Found this while looking for something earlier and I feel called out lmao

[obsessivelysearching]

To everyone who follows me: sry I’m depressed 🙃

[subspencer]

if we hug and you stroke my hair we’re gonna fuck

[itssmashedavo-deactivated202304]

Hey just thought you might enjoy this random thing that happened to me. I dreamt that you were actually a childhood friend who was really mean to me and you sent me the full manuscript of your Javi fic and asked me to beta it. It was strange. Anyways love your work!

oh my god A FELLOW HYPERSPECIFIC DREAMER !!!!!! I can’t tell if this was a nightmare or ....? What did you do after I sent you the manuscript ??????? 

I’ve literally been staring at my computer like 👁👄👁 since you sent this. I 100% enjoyed hearing about this random thing that happened to you -- thank you sharing this with me 😂

(also thank you --  I’m glad you like my work 🥺) 

[obsessivelysearching]

Lmao I’m glad you are finding this as bizarre and hilarious as I did.

It wasn’t like a nightmare it was just weird I was there like 🧍‍♀️

so no redemption arc because we never interacted it was just like a giant package I got in the mail with the manuscript and a letter being like “hey girlie 🙃 saw you like Pedro pascal and I do too so uh here” and I do not remember anything else I think I was just so in shock I disassociated or something lol

[dincrypt]

Everything and More- Chapter 6

Summary: A dose of moxie and a failed deal.

Pairing: Sugar Daddy!Din Djarin x Fem reader

Word Count: 8k

Series Content: Slow burn. Light Daddy kink. Possessiveness. Canon typical violence and injury. Non explicit sex. Art by @mbpokemonrulez

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Ok, you could get used to this. 

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[lavendertales]

La tortura (Javier Peña x fem!reader)

Part 15 of Lay It On Me series

gif: @henryscavills 

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Summary: when you, Steve and Javier are invited to the parliament to be thanked for your service against Escobar, the night culminates in a highly tensed moment. 

Word count: 5.1k

Genre: angst. Just a looooot of palpable tension in this one.

WARNINGS: some mentions of harm and death.

You tossed between reality and sleep for a long time before the morning came.

Last night’s events creeped up on you and they hit you like an ax in the head, numbing your entire body and making it like putty under the blanket. You turned to the other side, to no surprise finding it empty. Exhausted and still in shock, you found an ounce of strength, residual-like within, and got out of bed, trying to focus on your breaths instead.

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[obsessivelysearching]

I am crying. You didn’t have to do this to me

[kurokoros]

Dear Fanfiction Readers,

If you’re afraid to leave a review/comment because you think it’ll sound stupid, don’t be. Just leave an incoherent reply in all caps. We love that shit.

Sincerely,

A Fic Writer that needs constant validation. 

[dhamienscho27]

This

[thesleepy1]

Wait really? Because for the past three years or so I was too afraid to leave comments and I still am, but I’ve gotten better at it so when I really like something I just comment < 3 Are fanfic writers really okay with, “OMFG I LOVED EVERYTHING EVERY MOMENT EVERY WORD I LOVE YOU FEEL MY LOVE AND AFFECTION FOR YOUR CREATION YOU BEAUTIFUL DYING MORTAL.”? I need answers.

[antique-scarecrow]

Listen to me. Fanfic writers love that shit. The idea that someone liked what u created to the point of incoherence is extremely validating. Also, I have literally left (what I thought was) incoherent walls of text & had writers tell me “I was putting off updating this but then I saw your comment and remembered how excited I was to write this”

tldr u don’t have to be coherent to express excitement & all writers want is to know someone out there is excited about their work

[babybugwrites]

hi, my lovelies!

i’ve received quite a few questions about when the next chapter of DD is going to be released. if i’m being 100% honest, i haven’t started chapter three yet :(

i’m getting to it, i just haven’t been feeling that great, so i haven’t been writing too much (e.g. adding more to prompts sent in) i’m sorry to anyone who has sent in prompts and i still haven’t answered them—i just don’t want to poorly write anything for you! 🥺 i’ll definitely get to them though, i’m sorry that it’s taking me so long.

love you all 🥺💞💓💕

[obsessivelysearching]

As a writer myself, I totally feel this. But take your time. I always feel bad when I don’t update every day or every other day, but in reality if people are pestering you to do that they don’t value you. Your time is precious and yours to use how you choose. If you need to take time for yourself, DO IT!!

You are one of my favorite people on this app. I love your work. But I wouldn’t be happy if you were pushing yourself to work and it was hurting you.

Take care of yourself ❤️❤️❤️

[obsessivelysearching]

Stitched Together Masterlist

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3 coming soon!

[obsessivelysearching]

Stitched Together- Javier Pena x female!Reader

Part 2 

Series Masterlist: here

My first day was unremarkable. I briefly saw Javier, who chose to act as if we hadn’t met yet. Our introduction seemed to fit the bill for what his interactions with the other receptionists were. That was, he was flirty. Very flirty. From the charming half smiles to the winks he sent me as he would walk away, I was falling, and fast. Still, it was hard to feel like he truly cared about me when it was clear that was just his nature. He sees a woman and he flirts. I tried not to think about it too much.

The first week went by quickly. I answered phones, took messages, and scheduled meetings. This was all stuff I was used to doing, and while I couldn’t say it was that exciting, I was highly entertained by watching everyone else interact. The agents were always on the move, always planning. There one minute, out the door the next. Despite the fact that I had entertainment when the agents were at the embassy, most of the day they would be gone. After a quick chat with Messina, I was allowed to spend that free time knitting. And so that Friday I brought in the project I was working on. It was very peaceful to knit, sometimes so peaceful that an agent would need to cough to get my attention. I would be slightly embarrassed. but they all seemed to understand how boring an office job could get.

Unsurprisingly, I really enjoyed any time I had to talk with Javi. I didn’t think much of it, but at lunch the other receptionists would either swarm me, trying to get details on how I got Javi to talk to me so much, or they would glare at me from afar. I didn’t get it. Javier talked to all of the girls, why did they care so much about me?

Lunch came and went, and the rest of that Friday went quickly. Messina was working late, which sadly meant that I needed to as well. While there wasn’t much to do, I would still have to sit at my desk, waiting for her to dismiss me. At around 8pm, she walked out to get coffee, and upon noticing me, urged me to go home. I thanked her and quickly packed my stuff up. As I was walking out, I heard someone calling after me.

“Y/N! Wait up!” I turned around to see Javier trying to catch up to me. I couldn’t help but smile when I saw him. “So… any plans for the weekend?” he asked.

“I know almost no one in Bogota. You think I have plans? I’m probably just going to grab a bottle of wine and watch a movie, maybe knit some more.”

“That reminds me, uh how do I say this…” he looked around to make sure we were alone and lowered his voice, “I really want to learn to knit.” My face lit up at the idea of him coming to me for advice on knitting.

“Ooh! That’s wonderful! I have some extra needles you can have, and I have plenty of yarn for you to borrow to start.” We exited the building, and I started heading to where my car was parked. He followed me.

“Thanks. Um, I was kind of hoping you could teach me? I could come over if you want. I’ll bring the wine.” He asked it as a question, allowing me the opportunity to turn him down. I thought for a moment. His reputation proceeded him. He was a womanizer, but I felt like he was different with me. Perhaps it was naïve, but I couldn’t help but agree.

“That sounds wonderful, but no funny business. I’m not ending my first week at my new job by sleeping with a coworker. How about we meet tomorrow night? How does six sound?”

“That sounds great. You do live in the apartments that are given to the office staff, right?”

“I do. Wait do you live there too?” He chuckled.

“Nah, I live in the building across the street. Steve lives above me.” I smiled.

“That sounds nice.” I stopped, noticing I had reached my car. “Well, this is my car. I better let you get to yours.” He smiled and I couldn’t help but reach up to give him a kiss on the cheek. I immediately felt him heat up and I did too. “I- uh…”

“Goodnight, Y/N.” He said as he placed a kiss to the top of my head. The action felt strangely much more intimate than my kiss. Perhaps it was because he never showed anyone at the office this side of him.

The entire drive home I couldn’t help but smile. I was giddy. My god, I was like a school girl with a crush. When I got to my apartment building and parked, I looked across the street at Javier’s building wondering what apartment might be his. I walked into my building and went up the two flights of stairs to my unit. After unlocking the door, I walked in and dropped my belongings unceremoniously on my dinner table. The rest of the night was spent with the tv on but being completely ignored as I thought back to the way Javi and I had parted ways. Eventually I showered before heading to bed. I couldn’t sleep, and it took everything in my power to stray away from some dirtier thoughts about Javier. I was not going to be another one of his conquests. I wanted friendship. Maybe even more. And if I was reading him correctly, he was in desperate need of an escape that didn’t include being between a woman’s legs.

The next morning, I couldn’t remember when I had fallen asleep. I did notice that I was incredibly tired and so I slept in. At around 11, I finally got out of bed. I made myself breakfast, pouring myself some cereal. It wasn’t exactly the healthiest, but it was quick and delicious. After breakfast, I got dressed and ran some errands. It wasn’t exactly exciting, but I needed to get more groceries.

The rest of the day was spent inside. It was ridiculously hot and humid, so I blasted the AC and opened all my windows. While it helped, I was still not used to the heat, so I ended up spending most of the day lying on the couch in my underwear. It was still light when I started getting ready to meet with Javier (I guessed meeting him in my underwear would be a little forward), but the sun was starting to set as I went to meet him downstairs. I realized I never gave him my apartment number, so I would have to wait for him to arrive. Five minutes before six, I went to stand outside the entrance to my building. I didn’t wait long, considering all he had to do was cross the street.

Almost at six on the dot, as the sun was truly setting and the sky was filled with hues of pink and orange, Javier walked out the door to his building, waving at me before quickly crossing the street. To any onlookers it probably looked like we were getting ready for a date, especially with me in a floral sundress, beaming at him. He wore his normal attire, jeans, a button up shirt that was not completely buttoned up, and his favorite leather jacket. When he reached me, I said a brief “hello” before leading him up the stairs to my apartment. I was really hoping not to be seen by any of the other office staff, but much to my luck, Victoria, one of the girls who was glaring at me at lunch the day before, was exiting her apartment (which was down the hall from mine) as I unlocked my door. She seemed shocked to see Javier and I together, but the shock quickly turned into her turning around, reentering her apartment, and slamming the door. I was embarrassed at being caught with Javier, especially considering our meetings were supposed to be secret, and I didn’t look at Javier until we were safely inside my apartment.

“What’s her problem?” I questioned, but I didn’t expect an answer.

“I may have fucked her in the evidence room once or twice…” Javier responded much to my dismay.

“I’m sorry, you what? You had sex with her, at the office no less, and then what?”

“I didn’t talk to her,” he quietly responded. Despite hearing him well enough, I pressed him.

“Sorry, I didn’t hear that.” He looked at me with annoyance clear on his face, but repeated it slightly louder this time. “Huh? What was that? Need you to speak a little louder.” He rubbed a hand against his forehead, and spoke a little above his normal volume this time.

“I didn’t talk to her! Look, I know it was rude. I just… I don’t do well with feelings.”

“Did you tell her ahead of time that you didn’t want a relationship?”

“I thought it was clear?”

“My God, you are helpless,” I took a breath and sat down on my couch, motioning for him to follow. “Javier, I’m not going to tell you not to sleep with whoever you want, I’m not on some moral high horse. But you have to at least communicate with people about what you want before you sleep with them.” I paused. “I will do my best to communicate with you. I do not want to have sex with you, and while I am open to romantic relationships in general, I am not actively looking for one. What I am hoping to get out of relationship is friendship. Is that okay with you?” I waited for him to respond. He was still standing besides the couch. He looked quite uncomfortable, as if trying to find an escape, but eventually he sat down.

“I…” He took a deep breath. “I think we are on the same page. Friends.” I smiled at him and he seemed to relax. “Are you sure about the sex part?” he teased.

“Javi. Don’t push it,” I chastised.

“Okay, okay.” He responded throwing his arms up in mock surrender.

“You brought the wine, right?” He pointed to a bottle he had placed on my table. “Great! Can you open it while I get our supplies?”

“Sure.” He responded, moving towards my kitchen. I walked out of my room with a basket of yarn, needles, and patterns just as he finished pouring two glasses of wine. “You know, I’m more of a whiskey guy, I can’t remember the last time I had wine.”

“I’m not surprised. I might have to buy a bottle for next week.” Javier moved towards the couch, where I had sat down and placed the basket of supplies. He placed a glass of wine on the coffee table in front of me and sat down on the other side of the basket. I noticed him fidgeting. “You can smoke if you want. I don’t mind.”

He smiled, put down his glass of wine, and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, pulling one out and lighting it. The sight of the cigarette hanging from his lips was oddly erotic and I couldn’t help but reach out and grab it from him before taking a drag of it. I handed it back to him a little embarrassed, especially with the way his eyes were on me. I quickly handed him some knitting needles and a ball of yarn.

“Okay so to knit we need to cast on.” I started showing him the easiest way to cast on, and after a few tries he got it. “Great! Now just continue casting on until you have the right number of stitches. We’ll start by just making a square, so I would recommend doing maybe 15, 20 stiches to start, that way you don’t have to knit a million rows.” He followed my instruction, fumbling with the cast on method a couple of times, but quickly fixing it before I needed to get involved.

I was doing the same thing he was with my own pair of knitting needles. And was diligently working to catch up to him (as I spent most of my time focusing on teaching him) when he looked over to me and spoke.

“So, what now, professor?” He was teasing me, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Now you have to actually knit. There are two ways to ‘knit’, knitting and purling. Those two make up all patterns. Purling in my opinion takes longer to learn, so we’ll only focus on traditional knitting. When you knit with only knit stitches, it’s called a garter stitch. That’s what we’ll do.” I positioned his hands correctly, trying to ignore the spark that ran through me when our hands touched. I taught him to knit the way I knew best, English knitting. He caught on quite quickly, but a few rows in I noticed that his tension was too tight.

“Relax. No need to pull the yarn so hard. If it’s looser it will make it easier.” He sighed before relaxing his hands a bit. Soon enough we were in a content silence, the only sound being our knitting needles as they hit each other. I was enjoying having company for once, enjoying his friendship, when Javier made a low growl. I felt heat burning in my core, but resisted the urge to jump on him as I tried to focus. We were here to knit, we were here to knit. I finally looked over and he showed me a whole in his piece.

“How did I mess up?” He seemed very frustrated, the lines in his face prominent as he frowned.

“You dropped a stitch, happens to the best of us. But the issue with knitting is it’s really hard to fix it. You have to completely unravel all your work after that point, and then redo it. For the first time, it’s not worth doing all that work again. It looks really good.”

He looked over at my work. I was already done with my 15 by 15 stitch square, while he was only about halfway.

“How are you already done?”

“Practice. You’ll get there.”

He groaned when he noticed he was out of wine and there was no more in the bottle. I looked at the time and noticed it wasn’t late yet, but I was getting hungry.

“I’m starving. Do you want to order something? I don’t really know any good places nearby…”

“I’m hungry too. There’s this place that makes great arepas. It’s a couple blocks down. We could take a break and go and eat if you want?” I agreed and grabbed my keys.

The walk was calm, but I was happy to have him as it was dark. The gun in the back of his pants was reassuring as well. After a few minutes we got to the restaurant. It was a small hole in the wall type of place, and it was pretty empty. We ordered our food, choosing to forgo any alcohol after having drank the full bottle of wine earlier between the two of us. It was quiet but not uncomfortable so.

“Do you bring all your girls here?” I joked. He stiffened and I worried I had messed up. Then he relaxed.

“Only the ones who are too pretty to sleep with on the first date.”

“So, this is a date now? What happened to friends?”

“Oh, I didn’t mean to… I know, boundaries, sorry.”

“Calm down, I’m just messing with you. If this is a date, it’s the best date I’ve been on in a long time.”

“If this is a date, it’s the only date I’ve been on in a long time,” he retorted.

“Who would have thought the badass, womanizer DEA agent didn’t just have a heart, but enjoyed knitting?”

“I swear to god if you tell Steve, I’ll never hear the end of this.”

“Oh my God! We should totally knit something for Steve! Sweaters are not very useful in Colombia, nor are hats… What about a stuffed animal? It’s a bit more advanced than where you are at, but it can be our goal. Doesn’t he have a baby? She would love that.”

“Wait, could we make a cat?” He asked with mischievous but playful energy behind his eyes.

“Sure! Why not?”

“He’s going to kill me.” Javier whispered under his breath as the food came.

We ate happily. Javi would tell me stories of his near-death experiences, and I would listen. Dinner passed quickly and soon enough we were walking home. He mentioned that it wasn’t that late yet, and he didn’t want to night to end, so I asked if he wanted to watch a movie I had rented. He nodded and we made our way back up to my apartment, putting away knitting supplies and bringing out warm blankets. The movie was one of my favorites, Star Wars, but I was realizing how tired I was. I was trying not to fall asleep, but I couldn’t help it. The last thing I remembered was unconsciously snuggling into Javi’s chest when he wrapped an arm around me.