Pairing: Alex Serian x f!reader
Summary: What happens when two people meet each other at their lowest? And what if they don't push each other away? There is something in Alex that makes you want to know him better. And he can't deny that he finds you interesting too.
Chapter summary: Alex finally decides to do something that he has been postponing for weeks now. And this one single move is the reason why he gets to meet you.
Chapter warnings: awkward meeting, mention of the start of a panic attack, talks about grief, grieving, scattering ashes, talk about divorce, just two broken people meeting, basically hurt and comfort
Word count: 5,1k
Author's note: Y'all already know that I'm obsessed with Alex, so here we are now! Thank you for beta-ing @bergamote-catsandbooks! I love you! 💜
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Alex is not someone who drives too much. He only uses his car for a few things, but for him the most important one is to get to his rehearsals.
And right now, he is missing out on one.
The late evening air creeps into the car and hits his face through the pulled down window, but he only focuses on the road ahead, both hands on the wheel. He ocasionally carefully overtakes some slower vehicles, too impatient to wait until they speed up again, or turn on their next exit.
His eyes land on the dashboard when the fuel indicator’s light goes off, and he curses under his breath as he squeezes the wheel tighter, waiting for a gas station to finally pop up on the side of the road.
Hey Soph!
I loved seeing each of these prompts, but I couldn't get number 20 out of my head with our Peepaw Joel 😍
20. “As much as I love the position we're in right now, I'm afraid we'll have to move because my leg has gone completely numb.”
Cannot wait to see what you write, and hopefully this isn't taken yet. If it is, I'll send my second favorite.
Hugs and loveee 🥰💖
Hey, darling! 💜 Thank you for sending an ask!
Uhm... So I might have messed up a bit. I was already almost done with the drabble when I realized you might have meant that Joel is the one saying this, but.... 🫣 I hope you'll still like it!
Pairing: jackson!Joel Miller x f!reader
Summary: Keeping Joel comfortable is more important to you than your comfort. But it's all worth it when he gives you a massage to make things better.
Warnings: established relationship, quiet night, soft Joel, just pure fluff, no proofreading
Word count: 635
The fire in the fireplace has already reduced to just a soft light a long time ago, bathing the living room in amber streaks. Both yours and Joel’s day was long, and you weren’t even surprised when just minutes after he got back home from patrol he fell asleep with his head in your lap on the couch.
There is only one problem.
Hours passed since then, and your left leg has gone completely numb already.
This scene, or more exactly Din's little house made me think about a lot of things.
I'm just imagining Din waking up in the morning, walking over to his small kitchen to make some coffee (look, I have no clue what is the equivalent of coffee in the Star Wars universe, okay?). He sits out on the porch, enjoys the peace and quiet of the morning.
And when he finishes his cup, he goes to wake up Grogu. And together they go out to tend to the little garden next to the house.
Imagine Din doing the hard work with watering the plants while Grogu is just hiding between the leaves and running away when Din points the hose at him.
Eventually they end up playing tag. Din is chasing after Grogu, and even though he is a lot faster than his little green son, he wouldn't catch him. He would even slow down when he gets closer, or act like he accidentally trips when his hand is just inches away from Grogu.
They would only go on a mission and start their day when they caught each other at least three time.
One time Din catching his son, and two times Grogu catching Din. Just because our favourite space cowboy loves to see the happiness on his son's face when he lets him catch him.
Lookit you giving gifts for your birthday!!
How about
1. “We're both different people now, aren't we?”
You can choose
Or
Hey, darling! 💜 Thank you for requesting a fic!
Not gonna lie, I started writing for Frankie at first, but then I deleted everything, and started over with Javi. I hope you'll enjoy!
Pairing: Javier Peña x f!reader
Summary: After years of relentless war against the cartel, you realize that you and Javier are not the same people as you used to be. But he is quick to reassure you, and chase away every doubt.
Warnings: established relationship, mentions of smoking and alcohol drinking, thinking about the past, soft Javi, pure fluff, not proofread
Word count: 987
When it is raining in Bogotá, it has a way of turning the vibrant streetlights into blurred smears against the wet roads.
Javier is leaning against the railing of the balcony of your shared apartment, a half-empty glass of whiskey held loosely in one hand while he is holding a burning cigarette in the other. His white shirt is pulling tight against his back, the top few buttons undone and wrinkled after a full day of work both at the embassy and out in the streets running after criminals.
Pairing: Alex Serian x f!reader
Summary: What happens when two people meet each other at their lowest? And what if they don't push each other away? There is something in Alex that makes you want to know him better. And he can't deny that he finds you interesting too.
Series warnings: strangers to friends to best friends to lovers, slow burn, mentions of divorce, grief and talk about the feeling, alcohol consumption, arguments, swearing, eventual smut, poorly described music and cello terms, each chapter will have its own warnings!
Word count: 5,1k
Status: on going
Author's note: I made some changes, and in the end this series is what I'll submit for @pedroscurls' writing challange.
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Pairing: Alex Serian x f!reader
Summary: Leaving something at Alex's house after your break up results in you having to go back. And going back might not just mean going back to his home.
Warnings: you're Alex's ex (or are you?), talk about cheating, arguing, crying and yelling, things turning heated, heavy make-out session, alussions to smut, but nothing happens, Alex losing it completely, Alex having a breakdown (kind of), showing emotions through music, Alex playing the cello, not proofread
Word count: 5k
You hate all of this.
The whole craziness around moving out and settling in to a different place. The hustle that followed with unpacking every box. And the fact that it all happened because of one man. A man you never want to see ever again.
Alex Serian.
The man you once loved with your whole heart. Who you trusted like no one before. And all that so he could go out one night and cheat on you with a stranger. A woman whose name he couldn’t even recall.
11 and its gotta be Javier Pena 😂
Thank you, darling, for sending in a prompt and taking part in my birthday game! 💜
I actually finished this one faster than I expected. I hope I did it justice and you'll enjoy it!
Pairing: Javier Peña x f!reader
Summary: A late night at the office and the presence of Javier Peña makes you blurt out something that should make you embarrassed.
Warnings: colleagues to ???, late night at the office, teasing, allusions to smut, not proofread
Word count: 735
The air in the office is thick with the scent of coffee, freshly printed papers, and the humidity of the Bogotá evening. It is too late for a Friday, and nothing proves it more than the fact that most agents and workers have already left to get a drink at the local bar. The only sound left in the building are the soft hum of the fluorescent lights above you, and the sound of your pen scratching against a notepad as you wait for a fresh round of coffee.
Javier is leaning over a filing cabinet in the corner of the office, muttering soft Spanish curses under his breath as he is digging through the bottom drawer for a misplaced informant file.