Satipo x reader wholesome headcanons 🧼 helping him get clean
Alfred Molina in Indiana Jones
Notes; cute, fluff, care
inspired by @arktishval x thx so much @octo-obsessed
- After welcoming Satipo into your home he was quite the mess.
- He had earth and mud staining all of your carpets but particularly your couch it was crazy.
- But what could you do? He was coming all the way from the jungle where he’d lived all his life. Life in a South-American jungle isn’t easy.
- Satipo was also not the best at speaking English, so communication was proving to be hard, as you were indicating him to hand you his bag.
- Why he was carrying around all those gadgets and tools on his back you couldn’t exactly understand. You even found a pot in there. But you couldn’t help but find it the most adorable thing. Satipo was just worried all the time that he would run out of something he might need.
- Once you disposed of his backpack you started to wipe clean his hands and his face with a wet cloth. He had way too much mud and musk everywhere.
- You’d regularly made sure though to apologize for the breach of space - you didn’t want to intrude and send him any signals of being overbearing - to which Satipo replied with a smile and a nod. He couldn’t express how much he appreciated your support.
- If there was any fear in Satipo that you might judge him for his dirtiness you put him at ease with how understandably and carefully you’d wiped his muddy hands.
- You then allowed him to use your bath and shower (which you had to explain to him of course).
- Once Satipo understood you gave him privacy while leaving behind a couple of towels and clean clothes for him to put on after and you went about your things as he tended to his full cleaning.
- When Satipo finally came out he looked like a complete new person. His hair still wet and the clear expression on his face which you could see was from pure relief. You observed his now clean skin which you could gladly see he’d moisturized.
- He no longer had smudges and blotches of dirt on his face and he smelled of actual shampoo and soap. And fragrant coconut oil.
- He almost spoke in order to express his gratitude as he sat down on his bed, but your smile let him know that you were telling him he’d actually done it all by himself. You were simply a helping hand.
- Satipo had so many new things to look forward to, and many things to learn, which of course you were going to guide him through with love and understanding, but right now all he wanted was simply a hot meal. He felt his neck which felt so much lighter now and smiled.
- Good thing you’d popped in two microwaveable dinners just a few minutes earlier. Now you just had to find out how Satipo was going to feel about those XD.
Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark (1981)
Satipo multi-chapter fic
Introduction
This is a multi-chapter fic: For the next part go here For all chapters go here
Fic summary: You and Satipo are on a quest for a golden idol. You begin to fall in love and eventually consummate your love.
Rating: Orange (lemon later)
Somewhere in South America in 1936, in the Amazon.
It’s the early afternoon in May.
Both you and Satipo found yourselves lost in the Peruvian jungle
You and Satipo had gotten stranded because you were in the middle of looking for an idol which was worth a fortune, but the way there was long and dangerous. And you had sneaked past the Aboriginal tribes who guarded these treasures.
You were forced to camp out, which was kind of the last thing you guys wanted to do, but you had no other choice.
You had, of course, brought provisions.
“What did you bring?” Satipo asked inquisitively.
You looked up at him “I have some bread, some cheese, and...let me see...blackberries.” you said.
Satipo got a big smile on his face. “Ay si señor!!.”
He dove his hands first into the bag and took out the blackberries and started eating them.
“Thank you” he said.
His mouth was stained with the color of the blackberry juice when he smiled at you, emitting a little laugh, and then came towards you, and planted a kiss on your lips, staining them with the tint of the blackberry juice.
You were left speechless, not knowing what to say to him. You kind of started to wrestle with him, trying to scold him for what he had just did.
“How could you kiss me??!! Hee?” you said.
And that’s when you both heard the sound of a hissing and stopped.
“Que es eso?” (What’s that?) Satipo asked, terrified.
“I think...it’s a … snake.” you said
And suddenly that’s when you both saw it. A large snake which was sliding up Satipo’s back.
You were both paralyzed.
Satipo stared at you. You looked back at him, both of your sweaty bodies trembling in fear.
Summary: You and Satipo are on a quest for a golden idol. You fall in love after many dangerous scenarios, a friendship blossoms into love.
Part 1 here
Part 1 summary: You and Satipo had decided to undertake a dangerous journey in order to obtain a valuable idol. After an unexpected display of affection, you and Satipo realize there is something crawling up his back.
Part 2 below
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Continued from part 1
- Satipo trembled as he felt the reptilian creature sliding up his back. He gasped at the thought of it planting its fangs into his neck and how soon the lights would go out. “God have mercy, Dios por favor” he begged. His twinkly eyes shined as they looked at you, wide in fear.
- You gulped and looked around to look for some kind of branch that you could use, anything. “The mahogany...!” You said in between between your teeth.
- There was a large branch about a meter away from your arm. You headed over to it, discreetly and slowly. Satipo closed his eyes as tight as he could.
- As you reached over to the broken-off piece of mahogany you squinted and clenched your teeth.
- All of a sudden the snake was snake was off his back, and hissed away into a bush. You’d gotten it off Satipo’s back with the branch in a heartbeat.
- Satipo looked at you with an instant of relief, but then panic. “Corramos!!” (Let’s run!!) He exclaimed.
- And that’s when the two of you started running. You grabbed everything you could grab in two seconds and started to bolt. The last thing either of you wanted was to be killed by a snake after thinking it had gotten away. You both knew better. “La ocasión da a la muerte” (The opportunity gives way to death) as your father used to say. He’d changed the expression just to make you fear the jungle.
- Right at the point where you guys had run so far you were completely out of breath (and knowing that you were now in safer grounds since it was a meadow-like area) you both started to laugh uncontrollably.
- Satipo was grinning like crazy. “We just ran as if we were running away from the Hovitos!” He said. You chuckled. “Oh my god”. The both of you went in hysterics.
- “I would rather die bitten by a snake than by the hand of the Hovitos” you added sarcastically. Satipo let out a laugh.
- “No! Really.” you assured.
- Satipo smiled and grabbed your hand, so as to tell you to lay on the grass with him. You blushed slightly at the gesture and laid down with him.
- The two of you were then laying on the grass, which was moist and bright green as it was in the Amazon, and by that time Satipo had of course let go of your hand. You both looked up at the clouds and took in this moment of calm.
- “That was enough for one day I think.” You let out.
- “I couldn’t have continued without you, Tipito” (that was your nickname for him). Sapito turned towards you and smiled, and then you reached over and planted a kiss on his lips. Satipo looked shocked and dumbfounded. “You saved me” He expressed.
- Satipo and you then kissed longingly, almost till it was twilight. the both of you overwhelmed by each other’s affection.
Hi! First off, I love your stories, they are all amazing! Secondly, have you ever thought of doing a story about Alfred Molina’s character in Indiana Jones, where the reader is like Indiana Jones? Hope you have a lovely day, and please keep writing, you are spectacular at it!
Thank you for your nice words. Here is the Satipo fic. And, yes, I will think of something for Snidely as well. Have a nice day!😊
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