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theidiotwhowritesthings
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Anonymous asked:

Okay so like, I’ve never requested anything so I don’t really even expect you to see this lol. But likeeee, can I possibly request a Din Djarin x reader, where neither the reader or Din know Grogu has the armor under his robe that the armorer gave him, and something happens where Grogu gets hurt and they both lose their minds before getting to him and realizing little dude is just fine. Please and thank you 🥹

Ooooh this is a good prompt. Speaking of, if you've asked for one then it's probably on my to-do list, but i am slow🤡. plus, updates of AFS and a couple other things come before random drabbles.

  • Din Djarin x Female!Reader
  • Word Count: 1.7k (i dont think I'm capable of writing less than a thousand words apparently smh)
GIF by nataliaaromanovas

AT FAULT

"don't let fear make your decisions." -Michael G. Manning

The quarry was laid on his back as a pool of purple blood began to settle in the sand under him. The twi'lek was motionless and your breathing was finally starting to calm. In one arm you held Grogu who seemed nonplussed by the violence at hand and in your other you held the still smoking blaster. When you managed to tear your eyes off the quarry's body they lifted to land on Din who stood stiff on the other side of the body.

"What the kriff was that?" Din snapped. His entire body was drawn taut like a wired rope pulled to tight. He was nearly vibrating in place and the anger that leaked into his voice was palpable. "Karking⏤ what the hell do you think you're doing out here!?"

His tone made your already irritable mood worse. You stuck the rarely used blaster back into the holster at your thigh. "Apparently, saving you! Maybe show a little gratitude!"

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softlyspector
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softlyspector

Significant

Summary: Din has been calling you riduur for months. You finally find out what it means, and get a little more than you bargained for.

Pairing: Din Djarin x gn!Reader

Word Count: ~5.1k

Warnings: pining, absolute FOOLS in love, bit of grumpy x sunshine, lil angsty, possibly incorrect lore, fluff, lots of Mando'a (translations for the Mando'a at the end)

A/N: Happy Mandalorian Eve!! This is based on a short drabble I wrote, which you can find here! It's not necessary to read it first, though of course I recommend it! The reader and Din have been traveling together for a long time, and after removing his armor in front of the reader for the first time began calling them riduur.

GIF by boardboxes

“Riduur.” 

It may as well be your name, the way you turn at the sound of that word. 

“Din,” you return, adjusting the child’s little sleeve which had fallen down past his hand.

“Are you ready?” He asks as he tilts his head to the side. 

You smile and turn back to Grogu. “Dad’s impatient today, isn’t he?” The child coos up at you, lifting tiny arms, ready to be picked up. “Yeah, he is.”

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softlyspector
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Anonymous asked:

“Please stop rolling your shirt sleeves up, it’s terribly distracting” with Din except instead of shirt sleeves he’s removing pieces of his armor?

That's terribly distracting. + Din Djarin

warnings: very lightly nsfw-ish toward the end

You aren't really paying Din much mind.

He's moving around the hull of the Crest with practiced efficiency like he always does. You stay curled where you are, patiently waiting for him to finish up so you might go up to the cockpit together.

You want to watch the stars. It helps keep the baby asleep, and even if Din didn't admit it to you, you know he loves to watch them too.

It's when something thuds that you look up.

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hyperactively-me
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hyperactively-me

safe and sound

GIF by scifisblog
You race down the gravel path, the dirt and rocks digging into your bare feet, but you could care less. As you meet in the middle, you practically throw yourself at Din, ignoring the firm beskar chest plate digging into your stomach. He drops the bag at the impact, letting it slide to the ground with a thump. You swing your arms around his neck and bring yourself on your tiptoes, burying your face into his neck. His arms embrace your torso, pulling you impossibly closer.  “My beautiful, beautiful wife” he whispers, his voice hoarse and quiet from disuse. Your heart skips a beat at his words and you smile to yourself. “I’ve missed you so much, sweetheart.”

din returns home from a two week long bounty hunt. as his wife, you are overjoyed to see him home safely. (5.0k+ words) 18+ only

(asks are open)

happy reading

warnings: smut

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hyperactively-me
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hyperactively-me

sharing a bed

GIF by doortotomorrow
He turns his head at your suggestion, clearly thinking of it.  “Or I could leave” you mumble, leaning on the side of the wall. He’s still on the ground next to his bag diverting his gaze from your form.  “Mando, I can just find a different place to stay–” “No.”

just wanted to ask you guys to please read this

(asks are open)

happy reading

warnings: none

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state of mind

GIF by themandaloriandaily
You wince as you squeeze your eyes shut, forgetting about the growing black eye you have from fighting the people that attacked you and Din. As you open your eyes, another sob threatens to spill over. You look straight at Din and see his chest just barely moving up and down, a signal that he was holding on for dear life.  “—‘m coming Din, just…give me a sec” you grumble as you attempt to twist your wrists free of the rope. 

just wanted to ask you guys to please read this

(asks are open)

happy reading

warnings: canon typical violence

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tattycoram
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Ahsoka: Din grew up in a cult so he's always trying to prove that he's tough
Boba: Careful, that's hot
Din: Oh is it? Hmm?
Din: *pours entire bottle of hot source into his broth and chokes on it*