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of-many-fandomss · 1 year

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A din djarin request where he suffers a nightmare and reader helps him through it

My first din djarin blurb!!

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It had taken a lot of convincing, but after finally telling Din that his sleep-deprived state was in no way fit to protect the Child, he reluctantly took your advice and took a nap.

You hadn’t been able to persuade him to go down to his bunk- he insisted on staying up in the cockpit with you- but you supposed you should just be happy that he was finally getting some shuteye.

Not too long ago, you had put Grogu down for a nap in his own hammock, meaning the mandalorian would hopefully be able to get some uninterrupted sleep.

He sat in the chair to the right of you with his arms crossed over his chest. The only indication that he was asleep being the way his helmet had lulled slightly to fall forwards onto his shoulder. That, and the soft- almost inaudible sound- of his steady breathing.

You had been traveling with him and the Child for some time now, after he hired you as a babysitter of sorts for Grogu, and you couldn’t deny the feelings that had begun swirling around inside of you for the man. Both the attraction and attachment that you felt towards him.

You continued to fly the ship, glancing sideways every now and again just to see how he was doing. And though you couldn’t see his face, you could tell by the way his body was relaxed behind all the armor that he was just feeling peaceful.

Suddenly, a sharp intake of breath had your eyes snapping over to Din, finding his muscles now once again tense, but head still dropped loosely in a way that told you he was still asleep.

You watched as his arm twitched and one of his fists tightened unconsciously, and that’s when it hit you. You had seen it enough times- not just with him- throughout the years to notice the signs.

He was having a nightmare.

Quickly, you switched the ship to autopilot and swiveled around in your seat, getting up and crouching down in front of him.

Gently, you placed your hand in his knee and shook it, “Din,” Your voice was soft, “Hey, Din, wake up-“

Immediately, his head shot up and his hand flew to where he had a blaster hanging at his side. Your eyes widened and you quickly placed your hand over his gloved one to stop him from drawing the gun on you.

“Hey, hey, it’s just me.” You made your voice as soothing as possible, “It’s just me, you’re alright, Din, you’re alright.”

He didn’t speak, his chest just heaved up and down as if he had just run around an entire planet, but his hand automatically fell away from his weapon at the sound of your voice.

Though you couldn’t see his eyes, you could feel them on you as he slowly calmed down. As he did so, you squeezed his hand that you were still holding onto comfortingly, hoping it would help to soothe the warrior.

“I- I’m sorry,” He sputtered out after a moment, finally almost having his breathing under control once more, “I almost shot you-“

“Hey,” You squeezed his hand again, “No, it’s alright, Din. You were just having a nightmare, you couldn’t help it.”

You didn’t miss the way that his body relaxed slightly at your words, but you also didn’t comment on it.

“Are you alright?” You asked gently, gazing up at his visor, pretending that it didn’t just reflect yourself back at you. Pretending that you could actually make out some eyes staring softly back at you.

“I’m fine.” He said gruffly, and you could immediately tell that he was slightly embarrassed by the encounter.

“Well, I’m here if you need to talk.” You promised, giving him a soft smile and squeezing his hand once again before slowly moving and turning back to take over the controls of the ship.

After a moment of silence, you could still feel his heavy gaze trained solely on your back, and you felt your cheeks heat up slightly, “Is there anything you need, Din?” You asked, not turning back so he wouldn’t see you blushing at his attention.

Quickly, he cleared his throat and you could see his head snap away from your form out of the corner of your vision, “No-I-no,” He stuttered out, “Um, I’m gonna go check on the kid.”

Swiftly, he exited the room, leaving you to have a small smile pulling at the corners of your lips at his adorably awkward state.

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ask-missparker · 1 day

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A Naboo Dream | A Star Wars Story AU

Pairing: Nikolai Skywalker x Amelia Colter

Fic Type: Star Wars AU

Extra Characters: Obi Wan, R2D2, The Young Avengers

Setting: The Clone Wars Era

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As the twin suns of Naboo cast their warm glow across the lush landscape, Anakin Skywalker's younger brother, Nikolai, arrived on the serene planet. Sent on a mission by the Jedi Council to assist in the protection of Naboo, his senses were heightened as he explored the beautiful surroundings of the royal palace.

Guided by duty, Nikolai wandered through the ornate corridors, his Jedi instincts attuned to any potential threats. It was then that he stumbled upon a captivating sight—a young woman with long, flowing brown hair, gazing wistfully out of a window.

She turned, revealing a delicate face adorned with subtle makeup, her eyes sparkling with an unknown intrigue. A small smile graced her lips as she nodded in acknowledgment of Nikolai presence, leaving him momentarily spellbound.

But his training kicked in, his guard remaining vigilant as he continued his scouting mission. Throughout the day, he found himself crossing paths with the mysterious young woman, always at the periphery of his vision.

In the stables, she tended to gentle creatures with grace and compassion. In the garden, she sat among the vibrant blooms, a vision of serenity. And later, in the bustling mess hall, their paths crossed once more, her presence like a whisper in the Force.

With each encounter, Nikolai curiosity grew, drawn to this enigmatic figure who seemed to be everywhere yet remained shrouded in mystery. Little did he know, their fateful meeting would set into motion a tale of destiny and devotion in a galaxy far, far away.

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As chaos unfolded in the marketplace, he found himself in the midst of a pursuit, his lightsaber drawn as he chased after the thieves. Through the bustling crowd and into the verdant expanse of the forest, his senses honed in on the task at hand.

Amidst the flurry of activity, he spotted an Orbak galloping wildly, its rider desperately trying to regain control. Without hesitation, Nikolai sprang into action, using the Force to guide him towards the chaotic scene.

With swift movements, he managed to calm the rampaging creature, his eyes meeting those of its rider—a familiar face from his past. It was her, the mysterious woman from Tatooine, now revealed in her true form, her natural beauty shining through.

Memories flooded back as they locked eyes, recalling their chance encounter years ago amidst the sands of Tatooine. She had been one of the decoys, dressed in vibrant hues of orange and white, leaving him with a bracelet as a token of their brief encounter.

Now, in this moment of shared danger, she offered him a ring from her home planet of Naboo, a gesture of gratitude for his assistance. Yet, their exchange was interrupted by the Orbak's restless movements, reminding them of the urgency of the situation.

With a gentle smile, he addressed her, his voice calm amidst the chaos. The two stood together amidst the lush forest of Naboo, their destinies intertwined once more in the vast tapestry of the Force.

"Are you alright, miss?" he asked, with concern genuine.

“I’m alright but you nearly tighten the life out of him.” She responded.

“Who?”

“The creature your friends were chasing. What has he ever done to you that you must chase him about?”

He chuckled at that, petting the Orbak she rode on as he said, “I must confess, I never met him before. A friend of yours?”

“No.” She replied chuckling, pushing hair out of her face, “Most creates the ideals of Naboo as a noble place, and so is it’s creature who stole from the market.”

“Stealing is wrong.”

“Not when they’re not given the amount to pay for their food.”

“Ah, I see. Fair by all means then. Miss, what do they call you?”

As she smiled her cheekbones lit up like the stars at night.

She hummed for a moment, “You really don’t know?”

“That’s why I asked.” He responded with a blushing smile.

“Amelia..Amelia, that’s all you’ll get.”

“Lovely name. You shouldn’t be this deep in the forest alone.”

“I’m not alone, I’m with you. Mrs..I mean, Jedi.”

“You don’t remember?”

“I do.”

“So why you ask such a question?”

“To play the fool and get your answer.”

Years ago on the sandy lands, they would play as the older Jedi and driods would roll around talking. He was helping his older brother in a speed race in Tatooine, in hopes to win, as she accompany her older sisters as one of decoy queens to see the people there.

“My, have you grown.” She asked with a giggle.

“Ahh so you do remember, Mia.” He added with a wink.

“Hush, not so loud. I’m supposed to be working. I see you were working too.”

“Define work.”

“Hilarious.”

“I was entrusted to watch over Naboo grounds for a while. Keep the crown space from any spice runners who would sell it for parts.”

“I see you brought R2 with you.”

Nikolai turned around confused for a moment, as he then saw the white and blue driod rolling up to them in concern beeps asking where they headed of to. Nikolai muttered how he was fine and go tell Obi Wan that things will be alright. However R2 beeps otherwise that he rather stay.

“Does he treat you fair R2?” She asked the driod with a teasing tone.

He beeps twice.

“Oh really? You need some rest then.”

He beep again.

“He thinks about me and visiting the 7 wonders of the galaxy.”

Nikolai gasped and scoffed, “I never once said that! On the contrary, you must been thinking about me, if you remember my driod so well.”

She giggled and huffed a breathe, “I won’t confirm or deny it, my lord.”

“Cheeky respond for a princess.”

“And one for a Jedi.”

He nods with a lovely smile, “Clever. Very clever. I am a fine Jedi if you ask anyone.”

“One full of pride if you ask me.” She added giggling some more.

“You think you’re funny.”

“I think I’m honest. Meanwhile your a cheeky little solider”

“I beg your pardon?”

Despite what he said, he couldn’t help but laugh as a smile spread on his face. He shook his head having not felt this way in a while. Without a second later, he offered to lead the way back to the castle as their banter contain between them.

As they contained their laughter to themselves, quiet blushing banter and witty comments that was upmost challenging, one can’t deny the chemistry between the pair.

A Jedi & A Princess.

Oh dear tiff..

…he shot up awaken from the sounds of the TV. The volume was high and guns were blasting, as the Jedis and Sith fought against one another on screen. He realized he was back in the living room, with tossed hair, a blanket over his body and a tray of popcorn over his lap.

It was a dream. Or was it?

He looked over to see Arrow, his dog, on the ground playing with his chew toy, being a Falcon plushie. Liane was half paying attention as she was texting, Cole and Jeremy were cuddling on the couch next to him. Ethan on the ground eating some chips. Rochelle was half asleep on Michelle’s lap as the blonde girl was talking over the movie.

Nikolai then allowed himself to take a breath, rubbing his eyes and sighed. He remembered he was watching Star Wars with the gang. He wondered where the rest of the gang was. He assumed in the kitchen, as he excuse himself to grab some water and head over to the kitchen. There he found Rick and Luna chilling, eating extra slices of pizza. Finlay and Rose chatting about something.

But Mia was no where to be found.

He headed to the hallway only to have a pair of brown-green eyes bump into his chest. He heard her high pitched ‘Oof!’ As he looked down to meet his love’s face who pushed her glasses upwards, she watched him with a small dazes, as if she can tell he was thinking.

“What happened?” She asked.

At the same time he asked, “Where did you go?”

The two chuckled awkwardly at the exchanged.

“I went to use the bathroom and then checked on the kids in the other room. Rochelle’s twins were fighting over a toy, Riley was dancing to Frozen, meanwhile Joshua was in his playpen watching the Tv and playing with his toy starfish.” She explained with a shrug smiling.

“Yikes! I hope things went alright.” He repiled chuckling, thinking he should take the next round on check in on the kids afterwards.

“Yeah, I handled it. What’s on your mind?”

“I had a dream.”

“Tell me about it.”

“It’s silly really.”

“Baby, come on, I wanna hear about it.”

“Okay fine, just know, it felt so real.”

He took her hand, leading the girl to the living room telling her about his Star Wars theme dream. He even mentioned how he wanted to be Anakin and Padme next halloween as she laughed nodding.

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star-whores-a-new-hoe · 1 year

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🛏️ and 🥺 with obi wan please!

Oh my god if Obi Wan is the perfect man for sweet lovin’, virginity losing, soft sex!

🛏 soft sex

🥺 first time

warnings: AFAB!reader, smex! Allusions to oral!fem receiving way to soft and poetic cause I listened to Florence and hozier while I wrote it

First off, Obi Wan would just be so honored and touched (heheh) that you trusted him enough to be your first

And it is not a responsibility that he takes lightly

He starts by kissing you, slow and deep, relishing in the way your soft lips move against his

He cradles your cheek in his hand and kisses you till you’re breathless and drunk on his touch

“Now,” he asks, pulling away and tugging at your shirt. “How do we feel about losing this?”

Slowly but surely the clothes come off unveiling an endless constellations freckling your body

And Obi wan makes it his job to kiss every

Single

One.

He spreads you out beneath him, leaving you so exposed but oh so secure in his arms

And Obi Wan works his way down your body, kissing every inch of you as he goes

When he reaches the sweet heaven between your thighs, it feels like he worships you for hours, all the while holding your hand comfortingly in his

Once he’s brought you to the heights of pleasure not one but TWICE! he relents

Shrugging off the remainder of his garments, Obi Wan holds you in his arms and simply lets you explore him

Forehead pressed to his, you run your hands over his bare chest, down his arms, up his neck, over his neck and all the most intimate part of him until you’ve had your fill

He enters you slowly, constantly checking in to make sure you’re ok and giving you all the time you need before moving

With every thrust he lifts you higher and higher, whispering sweet encouragement in your ear rubbing your clit with skilled fingers

Your orgasm washes over you like waves of pleasure Obi isn’t far behind, spilling himself onto your stomach

As gentle as can be, he cleans you up and you fall asleep happy and content in his arms

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gh0stsp1d3r · 1 year

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Home- din djarin x reader

Send requests pleaseee 😭

Small lil blurb

Din looked beside him, and smiled underneath the mask. Although he could take it off, he felt more comfortable with it on so you didn’t push him.

You’ve seen his face, of course you have. You were married after all.

He was flying to Tatooine which had your guy’s home. After all that mess he had thought that you both needed a place to lay down and low for a while.

It was nice that you didn’t have to run away, and instead you could live freely, without matter.

Of course, it was sad without Grogu messing around in his ship, or playing in your lap, but you two were finally alone, and finally safe.

It was quiet the whole way, he cleared his throat and you looked at him.

“We’re here.”

“Din…” you sighed.

“Hm?” He didn’t look at you as you both left the ship.

“I know that.. you obviously miss him. And don’t even deny it. I miss him too. But think on the bright side, please? Our past few days have been shitty enough, this day should be a nice, relaxing, peaceful day. It’s like you said, we’ll see him again. I know Luke, he wouldn’t keep him away from us.” You said, as nice as you could.

“I know. I’m sorry, Kar'taylir darasuum. Let’s just go home, yeah?”

“Yeah.” You smiled at him.

So you made your way to your house, sure it wasn’t huge. It was only 1 bedroom, 1 bathroom, but that didn’t bother you guys and it wasn’t a problem. The whole point was to lay low.

You made your way to your bed, not even bothering to take off your shoes. Din was behind you and followed you as well.

You laid down, and he got beside you. He laid his head onto your chest, and you played with his hair.

“Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum.” He muttered.

“I Love you too.”

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spaceventurer · 2 years

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Cold - Obi-Wan Kenobi blurb.

Pairing: Obi-Wan Kenobi x padawan!Reader

Summary: You're cold but you don't want to admit it. Obi-Wan worries about you and you not sharing your feelings.

Content/Warnings: Very light eeny meeny little bit of angst, fluff. Stubborn reader.

Words: 198

Requested: No

Your teeth start chattering and you can almost not feel your fingers or toes anymore.. Obi-Wan has been asking you constantly if you’re not too cold, but you’d just say it’s stress from the mission. Abruptly he says,

“Take my cloak, you’re shivering.” Not waiting for an answer, he takes off his warm cloak and wraps it around you. After the cloak is fully around your body he pats your shoulder and looks content at you, finally the chattering of your teeth has stopped and you feel okay again.

“You should listen more to your body and feelings, young padawan.” He nods for you to walk again. In embarrassment you look down at your feet thinking he’s disappointed in you.

“I’m not disappointed Y/n, I only want you to feel safe to share what’s bothering you. Listen to your feelings and talk about them.” He gives you a reassuring smile. A small blush covers your cheeks, this time not from the cold, but from the fact he reads your mind

“I can take care of myself,” You say stubbornly. Looking forward with a determined face ignoring his look that he gives you.

“Evidently not,” He says sternly.

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augustinescruelsummer · 2 years

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coruscant culture | the mandalorian

pairing: the mandalorian x f!reader

synopsis: the mandalorian has to drop off a bounty at a bar in Coruscant, and takes Grogu’s mother with him. little to his knowledge, she knows a thing or two about how to deal with the scumbags of the Coruscant streets.

wc: 2.1k

an: currently in my star wars era, but trust me this won’t be a regular thing. i’ll be back writing for hangman tomorrow! i just wanted to write a lil star wars thing for my fav tin can and character of the franchise.

The hefty Mandalorian grunted a string of curses under his breath as he dragged the knocked out bounty into the Razor Crest. He knew the heavy bounty could wake up soon, so it was imperative that he was frozen in carbonite as soon as possible. Mando knew that if he woke up it would be easy to subdue him again, but he didn’t want you to have to see that.

The bounty melted easily into the carbonite and Mando sighed as he closed the doors to the freezing chamber, and his thoughts turned over to you instantly. What had you been doing without him? Were you able to entertain yourself? Was the kid sad when he was gone? The Mandalorian knew the kid was far from sad when he was gone, because you somehow managed to keep him happy almost always. Mando was not excited to make the journey into the downtown district of Coruscant with you on his arm, but he knew it was more risky to leave you unattended in the ship at night here. Fortunately, he would rather you be eye candy for street rats than turn up dead in a burglary. Quite a romantic, he is. He made his way into the kitchen of the ship, finding a note saying you had gone to the market with the Child. Mando tried to shake his feelings of anxiousness away, knowing you were plenty capable of keeping your own self and the kid safe. While he waited for your return, he chose to take a quick shower in the fresher and attempt to clear his cloudy head.

It was odd to come to a planet like this for a bounty hut, but where money was Mando came. He personally was a big fan of the planet and the flashing lights were a nice change to the usual deserted feel of his hunts. He had read a multitude of stories about the days when Coruscant housed the senate and the Jedi Temple, and a piece of him wished he could have been present during that era. A big piece. The culture of Coruscant had changed rapidly when the Jedi Order fell and the wrath of Darth Vader clouded the sun of the galaxy. Nonetheless, the beauty of the planet was unchanging, but the people within it were the pollution.

It had been a simple hunt, someone who ‘forgot’ to pay their debt. The poor soul would be coming in warm, but Mando was still awaiting your arrival before he could officially begin the turn in process Usually, he would never take you to the drop offs, but he also wasn’t a fool. You were safer with him. He crumpled your note up in his gloved hands, tossing it in the waste bin with a harshness. The Coruscant market during the day was filled with watchful guards, so he was trying to be optimistic. Mando knew you wouldn’t have ventured out unless it was completely necessary, but he still couldn’t help but feel angry. You knew how nervous it made him when you went out on your own.

He sat and stewed in his anger until you got home. When you arrived, he was getting all his affairs in order for tonight’s drop off. “Hi, Mando!” Your soft voice greeted him, an instant contrast to the tin can’s glum body language. You dropped your market bag on the table, and Mando’s face softened when he saw you. He could never stay mad at you. Grogu was perched on your hip, decked in his own dark brown robe you had personally made him for cold winters. His ears poked through the holes you had made in the hood, and the Child extended his hands towards his father. The Mandalorian melted on the spot, instantly taking the green fellow into his cool hands.

“Are you sure you would like me to go tonight?” You asked Mando, a certain edge in your voice. The man recognized it as fear, but yet he didn’t know why you were scared. He would keep you safe. He would always keep you safe. He put the last of his negotiation papers on the stack and met your gaze. Your hair was pulled into a simple side braid, little hairs unintentionally falling out onto your face. You wore a light tan robe with the hood pulled down, and Mando tried not to get caught staring. His face heated up when you snapped your fingers in front of his face, snapping him out of his trance. He stuttered before reassuring you that, of course, he wanted you there.

“I’m going to make the baby dinner before we leave, and if need be he can eat on the way.” You told Mando before trotting off into the kitchen to begin preparing the kid’s meal. The Mandalorian watched in awe as you cooked all of them dinner, and tried not to let his oglign be too obvious. You and the Child had an instant connection when you met the pair, and even Ahsoka had confirmed the strong bond. It was an odd thing to find, but ever since then you had taken on the kid’s motherly role. Ahsoka had informed the Mandalorian that it was probably due to your strong presence with the Force she had sensed.

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THREE MONTHS AGO

“Is that a rare thing?” Mando asked, trying to sound disinterested. In reality, he was bubbling with the fact that the kid was going to have a hot mom. Ahsoka pondered for a moment, walking with Mando along the pond. She turned back and locked her gaze on you, watching as you fed the Child soup and told him about all the things in nature. Grogu managed to pick up a rock with the Force during Ahsoka’s thinking, and you squealed in pure delight. “Mando!” You cried with pure joy on your face as you pointed at the kid. “Look at your baby!”

Mando began to laugh, the sound filling Ahsoka’s ears. It was a sound she never thought she would hear. The bounty hunter was always cold and precise with his words and actions, never breaking his facade. She considered making a comment on your relationship, but eventually decided to let it be. A smile overtook her own face as she watched you encourage Grogu to keep trying after the rock flopped onto the soil. “If she was older, she would have been a Jedi. I sense it,” Ahsoka said while taking a deep breath. “Grogu needs her. He needs to have someone to connect to the Force with him until you find Luke.” Mando winced at the thought of giving his kid up, but let the Jedi continue.

“Perhaps,” Ahsoka began before stopping herself. She cast a glance at the tin man, who was still watching the green furball and its parent. She began her thought over. “Perhaps Luke would want her to stay.” Mando instantly wheeled on Ahsoka, a flare of uncontrollable jealousy appearing in his chest. “It would make the most sense,” she continued, not even attempting to be defensive. The cunning woman completely ignored the glareful stare Mando was shooting, and began walking back towards you. “Maybe he could train her as well.” The Mandalorian did not respond, instead falling into step. His heart constricted at the idea of having to give you and the kid up to some hotshot Jedi.

“Alas,” Ahsoka started after a moment of silence, a cheeky grin on her face. “I can sense you aren’t keen on the idea of losing your lover, no?” Mando stopped in his tracks, and Ahsoka could sense the eyeroll he was doing under the helmet. She kept walking, not even daring to look back at her friend. “Just an observation,” she smirked before pulling the hood on her robe back as she approached you. The kid had since fallen asleep in your warm arms, and you were packing his things up. “Don’t let the kid make you cut your conversation short,” you told the pair, more addressing Ahsoka than Mando. “This little guy just gets tired after the Force takes hold of him.” You lifted the kid into your arms as you stood onto your feet, wiping the dirt from your knees. It was quiet between the three of you, but the sounds of birds chirping in the distance filled the void.

“Well,” the Togruta smiled while clasping her hands together. “I think you know what you need to do, Mandalorian. I wish you the best.” She turned her attention to the Child’s caretaker fully and grinned, “And, may the force be with you.” You swallowed at the intensity of the comment, knowing she probably sensed your presence with the force. You nodded your head and began walking back towards the Crest without waiting for your Mandalorian. He soon fell into step with you, but if he noticed a change in you he didn’t inquire.

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The Child snacked on some to-go food you had prepared while you made your way through the streets of Coruscant. It had gone downhill since you had last been here, and you could tell even Mando was beginning to regret his choice on bringing you and the Child. He had stayed strikingly close to you the whole journey, even placing a hand on the small of your back when he deemed you strayed too far. Mando stopped in front of a large neon-lit bar and nodded his head. “This is it,” he said, trying to sound as confident as he could. He noticed your expression change at the location, and you were suddenly turning pale. “Are you ok, mesh’la?” He asked, concern filling his voice. You ignored his question, instead choosing to begin walking into the bar.

The entrance of the infamous Mandalorian made heads turn. Mando walked with a bold sense of cockiness, instilling fear on those who even glanced at him for a second longer than he deemed necessary. And the people who dared to even stare at you for more than a moment’s notice? They would cower when he glared at them from the helmet. He kept his hand on his blaster holster, the other limp by his side. The sound of his heavy boots clunked through the bar, which didn’t help in being discreet. You walked silently beside him, taking notice of the familiarity of the bar. Grogu twitched in your arms, before mewling and settling into your shoulder. Mando pulled back the curtain of one of the back rooms and a group of mismatched species sat in the booth. Women were draped over each of the four men, except for the Rodian sitting in the center.

“My Mandalorian has arrived,” The Rodian announced to the table with a gleaming sense of arrogance in his voice. Mando didn’t speak, instead pulling up a hologram image of the bounty being placed at the group’s warehouse. “My payment?” He inquired after the Rodian silently hummed at the image before him. You could sense the fear in the man, even though he was heavily attempting to cover it with arrogance. He was doing a good job. He waved his hand around in the air, almost dismissing the idea of Mando getting his payment. You cringed at the action, knowing that was more than enough to get the Mandalorian riled up. You were correct, as his dominant hand instantly began to reach for his spear.

The Rodian's eyes widened and he quickly shouted, “No!” It was a meek sound, and you could tell his fear had caught the rest of the group off guard. He then melted back into his facade and made a longshot to try and restore his arrogance and dignity. “How much for the woman?” He asked charmingly, a group of snickers arising from the comment. Your face ran hot as the Rodians shot you a wave, flipping an Imperial credit up into the air. “Come on, Mando,” he faked exasperation, “Let me take her off your hands. I don’t need the kid.” You could feel Mando’s anger from here, but the last thing you wanted was for him to start a fight in this bar with you here. You ran a hand up his arm in an attempt to comfort him, and smiled when he relaxed under your touch.

“Ah, I see,” the Rodian sneered as he watched the contact between the two of you. “You want to keep the whore for yourself, eh?” The comment was a low blow and even you knew the wretched man was doing it just to see how far he could push the Mandalorian before he broke. You didn’t want Mando to break, because it would expose his weakness. The kid and you. In a swift motion, the long and threatening beskar spear was pulled from its position on his back. It was lodged against the Rodian's throat before you could even blink, and you watched as the rest of the group cowered in horror. You glanced down at the child, and when seeing the fear in his eyes, you reached out to Mando. “Your child is here,” you remind him calmly as he pushed the spear farther against the throat of the man. Mando softened at your words and pulled the spear back, not daring to glance at you and Grogu.

“All of you give me all the credits you have, now!” Mando barked at the group, the spear still sitting menacingly in his large hands. They all scrambled to empty their pockets, and the Rodian made a show of pouring them out messily. He glared at you as he did it, the action not going unnoticed by your Mandalorian. “Leave my lady alone,” he snapped, and grabbed the Rodian's wrist. He snapped it and a cry of pain left the group’s leader. “Mando!” You chastised instantly, knowing he forgot the presence of the child. Deciding that you didn’t want to take anymore unnecessary shit from the creepy Rodian, you made a show of using the force to drag one of the circular credits into your hands. You smirked as you handed it to the child to play with before pulling your hood back. “I believe we are done here,” you told the Mandalorian, knowing his expression was flabbergasted under the beskar. You began to walk out of the back room, not waiting for your Mandalorian. You knew he would follow wherever you came.

“So, you know a thing or two about Coruscant culture apparently?” he asked, a teasing tone to his voice as you guys made your way back to the Crest.

“Something like that,” you responded, shifting Grogu in your arms adoringly.

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dameronology · 2 years

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How about "I'll be back, I promise" with poe??

i am feeling angsty on this fine tuesday evening

Waking up and knowing that things were over weighed heavy on your shoulders.

The room was dark, littered only with the pinks and yellows of the impending sunrise. You normally loved sunset; it signalled the start of the new day. A new hope. There was always this feeling in the air that this day could be better than the last- maybe it would be the day the Resistance would finally win the war, or that Poe would finally ask you to marry him. The feeling of potential was the only thing getting you through the dark times.

Today, though. Not today. Not when it was the day that Poe had to leave for good. There was a bigger Resistance base on the other side of the galaxy that needed him more than ever. That meant leaving this one: leaving you, leaving your relationship, leaving everything. Deciding to end things wasn't easy, but your love was a timebomb as it was. Turbulent and wild, but exciting and exactly what you needed to stay sane during these dark fucking times. Even if you and Poe were up and down all over your place, he was still the most constant thing in your life. You had his back and he had yours. That was all you needed.

Up until now, when he was taking a step back. It felt like you'd gone into a trust fall that never ended - it was just a constant fall, down and down with no one at the bottom to catch you.

"Hey," Poe murmured. His voice was raspy with sleep.

"Hey, Poe," your voice was muffled by his skin; head pressed into his chest, arms wrapped tightly around his waist. You didn't want to let go.

"What's the time?"

You peeled open an eye and glanced at the clock. "Just gone 6AM."

Poe tensed beneath you: you both knew what that meant. Time to wake up. Time for him to leave.

"My ship leaves at eight," he gently reminded you. "I gotta make sure Beebs is ready and-"

"- don't go."

"I have to."

You sat up, pulling the sheets over your chest as you did. Poe moved his arm away, letting them flop to his arm in defeat. You'd begged him to stay a thousand times before. It never worked.

"I love you," he said. "More than anything in the world but...baby, there won't be a world if we don't fight for it."

"Don't be dramatic," you muttered, folding your arms over your chest. "You moving bases isn't going to win the war, Poe. You're not that important."

Poe grinned and pressed a kiss to your forehead. "And this is why you're the light of my life."

"If I'm the light of your life then why are you leaving?"

You both knew the answer to that question. As aforementioned: you were bad enough when you were in the same room. No matter how much you loved each other, it took an army to make things work as it was. Let alone long distance.

Poe pulled you into his lap, calloused hands gently coming to hold your face.

"I just have to do this, okay?" he said. His humourous tone was gone: it was serious now. Inescapably so.

"I just..." your eyes flickered down and you paused for a moment. "I don't wanna lose you, Poe. I know we argue and maybe we need to work on what we have right now but I just love you and I feel like with you I just know...you know?"

He nodded. "I know - I can't define what it is exactly what we both know but...yeah."

"And you can't say I didn't put up a fight to get you to stay."

He pulled you into a tight hug, broad arms pinning you against his chest. You took a deep inhale, trying to breathe in his scent in the least Joe Goldberg way possible. Poe always smelt at least a little of engine oil, but mostly of caff and and the aftershave you'd brought him for his birthday.

"You're it for me," he said. "I'll be back. I promise."

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triptuckers · 11 months

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milestone celebration :)

hi everyone!! long time no see :) even though I haven't written much these past weeks, I've hit 1,5k followers on here!! I appreciate every single one of you, as well as those of you who have included my works in recommendation lists and especially those who leave feedback on my works and reblog them :) you're the best <3

given that I've had my final college exams and all the work I had to do for art academy admissions is all done, I've got some free time!

and to celebrate hitting this milestone, I'm opening my one word blurbs again!

how it works: send me one word and a character from the list below (under the cut) and I'll write a short blurb based on the word! (for example: tech + sunset)

limit: please limit it to two asks per person, so I don't get overwhelmed :)

deadline: you can send in your requests til monday may 22nd 1 pm CET

house rules: please keep in mind my house rules :)

list of characters below the cut:

star wars:

tech

hunter

echo

crosshair

rex

anakin

obi-wan

din

ezra

kanan

sabine

percy jackson/rick riordan verse:

percy

leo

will

nico (platonic only)

annabeth

magnus

alex

hearth

grishaverse (shadow and bone, six of crows):

jesper

kaz

nina

matthias

nikolai

wylan (platonic only)

alina

david

genya

inej

narnia:

edmund

peter

caspian

lucy

and that's all!! I look forward to writing your requests :)

much love, marit/max

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littlest-dark-age · 1 year

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Obsessed!Luke who always knows where you are due to him reaching out to you with the force. It brings him a sense of peace to know where you are, and being able to tell if you're in distress or not. He will gladly use his training to keep a tab on you.

Obsessed!Luke not knowing why you have such control over him but you do. He'd get on his knees and crawl across the hot sands of tatooine, swim through the swamps of dagobah if you so much as hinted to wanting it. Luke will come to you with decisions that have no need involving you but he'd never wish to do something that you don't agree with.

Obsessed!Luke telling you of his parentage and what he's had to do because of it to get a glimpse of pity. He doesn't care if it makes him look weak, the way you coo over him with care after hearing what he did. How strong he is and how much courage that had to have taken. He'll play it up, tears welling in his precious eyes when he mentions his father, just to get a simple kiss on the cheek.

Obsessed!Luke grows anxious when he sees you talking to han for too long, having to insert himself into your conversation. It's not you, oh no, not his dear starlight, it's han. He knows han would steal you away, wanting you all to himself like the selfish man he knows him to be. Luke needs you to live, needs you to survive. You've become his home, how could he go on without you?

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hesthermay · 11 months

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𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒

PAIRING: sergeant hunter x gn!reader

SUMMARY: @celestialwrites laying in bed with your lover prompt list; stolen morning kisses.

WORD COUNT: 364

RATING + WARNINGS: general audiences, fluff. no y/n.

NOTES: blurb! blurb alert! procrastinating writing more of wmte so i will be shuffling out some things using some prompts from @/celestialwrites!

STAR WARS MASTERLIST

He had always been an early riser, his whole life pretty much, and no matter how his life changed he couldn’t seem to break the habit. But one thing that had changed, was that instead of getting out of bed and starting the day before the sun could even rise, he would stay. He would stay, wrapped in the blanket and listening to your steady breathing as you lay facing him, forehead touching his arm.

One inclined to toss and turn throughout the night, you always managed to break out his hold at some point in your slumber, but you never seemed to go far. He almost always awoke to some part of you touching him, and it made the thought of rising from the warmth of your shared bunk all that more unappealing.

So, he stayed.

Stayed until you woke up with a shuffle and a yawn, sleepy eyes finding his as he smiled ever so slightly. “Good morning, sleepyhead,” he’d whisper as you came back to your senses.

“Good morning,” you’d reply, wiggling your way through the blanket to rest your head on his chest when he lifted his arm as an invitation. He’d give himself just a few moments to soak it up, to charge the battery for the day ahead before sighing and pulling the covers aside.

“Ready to get things started?” he’d question as he stood up from the bunk, stretching before turning back around.

You’d nod, fists rubbing your eyes and he’d chuckle. “Jus’ give me a sec.” It was mumbled out but he still understood, and he’d chuckle again for you were the most precious thing to him. Turning and taking a step toward the refresher, he’d stop himself. It was abrupt and quick, the way he’d lunge forward and lean back into the bunk, lips landing right on yours.

A kiss, stolen in the wee hours of the morning, always woke you right up.

“Almost forgot,” he’d whisper when he pulled away, face just inches from yours. And before he’d straighten his back again, you’d reach out and grab the back of his head, fingers tangling in the long locks.

And you’d steal a kiss too.

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of-many-fandomss · 1 year

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Hi here

Can I have a Poe dameron x force sensitive fem reader, where the reader finds out that she pregnant with Poe's baby and is afraid how Poe will found out until she gives birth to their kid with a happy ending plz?

This is my first poe blurb!!

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“Okay, come on now,” Poe sighed, hand shooting out to gently catch your arm in his grip, effectively halting all further movements from you, “Tell me what’s going on.”

You swallowed nervously, eyes quickly flickering away and then back to him, “What do you mean?” The question came out weakly.

Both of his eyebrows raised in unamusement, “Really? That’s how we’re going to play it?”

Unconsciously, you began fiddling with your fingers, “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Poe.” You tried, and failed, to keep your voice more level that time.

He lifted up your fingers and gave you a ‘seriously?’ look. He knew just as well as you that you had a habit of doing that when you were lying.

A sigh left through your nose and you dropped your hands out of his hold, moving to cross your arms over your stomach, “I just don’t know how you’re gonna react.” You admitted.

“You’re making me nervous,” Your boyfriend replied, eyes frantically searching your face, “What’s. Wrong? You’ve been avoiding me all week.”

“I’m pregnant!”

You hadn’t meant to blurt it out. For days, you had been practicing exactly what to say and do to finally tell him what was going on, but it evidently decided to all go flying out the window the moment it came down to it.

He blinked at you once. Twice, “You’re what?” He asked as if he hadn’t quite heard you.

“Pregnant.” Your shoulders slumped and your head fell downwards at his reaction.

What took you by complete surprise though, was the way a wide grin grew on his face less than a second later, “Oh my- you’re pregnant!” He cheered, scooping you up into his arms and spinning you around with a gleeful laugh.

A small squeak surprise left your lips as he did so and you didn’t know what to do.

In all the senecios you had run through in your head, you could never quite figure out how he would take the news. Nor did you know what to do once you saw how he took the news.

“Y-You’re happy about this?” You stuttered out once he set you back down.

“Happy? No, baby, I’m thrilled!” He exclaimed, “I’m gonna be a father- you’re gonna be a mother- we’re going to be parents!”

Tears filled your eyes from the sheer happiness of it all, “Y-yeah,” You got choked up slightly, “We’re gonna be parents.”

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cosmicanakin · 2 months

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anakin drabbles!

adult content / minors do NOT interact.

pairing. anakin skywalker x female reader.

contains. penetration, possessiveness, power dynamics, unprotected sex ( stay safe folks ), explicit language.

authors note. miss anakin terribly so i wrote this <3

divider creds @fairytopea / @pfpanimes

soft pants fill the air as anakin hovers above you, caging your writhing form beneath his solid bulk. intense blue eyes gaze down hungrily, taking in every gasp and mewl escaping plump lips parted in ecstasy.

"you're mine, y/n." he growls against the shell of your ear, nipping the sensitive flesh teasingly. whimpers turn to full-blown moans as he pulls nearly all the way out before snapping his hips forward in a sharp thrust.

"i'm yours, ani. only yours." you cry out, fingernails raking down sculpted back muscles unable to find purchase against sweat-slicked skin. a low rumbling chuckle greets this admission of submission to his masterful control over your trembling form.

grasping your wrists in a firm yet tender hold, he pins them above your head stretching your frame taut as a bowstring beneath his divine ministrations. his ruthless pace never falters, leaving you bereft of ability to meet each passionate roll of powerful hips locking perfectly to your own.

leaning down to claim your mouth in a blisteringly carnal kiss, he swallows each sweet sound of ecstasy spilling wantonly from your lips. the way his tongue curls around and plunders your own mimics his merciless plowing driving you ever closer to cliffs edge.

"you feel incredible, so tight and wet. i don't ever want to spill myself anywhere but your hot little cunt." anakin growls roughly, never losing stride even as your walls begin fluttering wildly around his massive cock.

a litany of praise and possessive endearments tumble from his lips, fuelling your building orgasm higher with each scorching word. "that's it baby, cum for me. i want to feel you milk my cock - every last drop."

with a cry muffled against his shoulder, the blinding release claiming your senses sends colors bursting behind clenched lids. your entire being shreds to pieces impaled so deliciously on his long thick shaft, barely registering continued powerful drives through your pulsing walls gripping him vice-like.

anakin growls viciously, slamming into your limp pliant form a final few times before erupting in a scorching torrent shooting so deep you swear you feel it pooling low in your gut. emptying himself fully buried to the hilt ensures every molecule is branded solely to your greedy channel throbbing delicately around his now softening length.

taking his time to ride out the waves of bliss still crash through your joined forms, he peppers tender kisses across flushed skin comely sheened with a fine mist. lazily rocking gentle strokes ease you both down from ecstasy, words of adoration whispered like prayers against clammy flesh.

collapsing atop your sated form, anakin draws your pliant body flush against the masculine contours of his own painted vibrantly with afterglow's glow. tucking sweaty flyaways behind your ear, massive arms encircle your frame possessively despite tenderness flooding blue irises gazing down adoringly.

yours and anakin's souls remain joined closer than any physical melding, hearts beating as one to the rhythm of shared intimacy's melody. a perfection found solely with your lover, whose passion knows no bounds beckoning you ever higher ascending together.

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star-whores-a-new-hoe · 1 year

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Oh my goodness please please 😺 with Obi please

I swear to god Obi Wan giving head takes up like 75% of the space in my brain! 😺: how they eat pussy

warnings: oral!fem reviving, AFAB!reader, fingering, I’m high and wrote this in 15 mins that’s the biggest warning

There are people who eat pussy like they're starving. Sloppy and rushed, like they’ve been wandering through the harshest of deserts for days and between your legs lies an oasis.

But not Obi Wan.

Obi Wan eats you out with the utmost precision, every lick, every hot breath fanning against your cunt is perfectly calculated to make you fall apart just how he wants you to.

Oh and how he loves to make you fall apart!

He’ll dip the tip of his tongue between your folds, tracing and licking everywhere but where you need him. He’ll lick broad stirpes against you as he fucks you with his thick fingers, beckoning you closer and closer to the edge each time he hits that spot inside you.

And oh how he moans into you like you’re the most krifing delicious thing he’s ever tasted, pulling you closer by your thighs and letting his beard chafe them red.

It’s not till you’re begging, pleading for your release, threading yourself fingers through his strawberry blonde locks and tugging for dear life that he’ll finally relent, sucking on the bud of your clit as his fingers thrust into you.

Obi Wan has never failed to leave you with a leg shaking orgasm and his teasing, satisfied smile.

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coryosbaby · 3 months

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18+, MDNI !! specific hair type mentioned

Js thinkin’ about Drug dealer! Trailer trash! Anakin…

I can imagine you’re outside smoking a cigarette in your pretty pink nightgown, curlers all pinned up, your fluffy house shoes pressing against the damp summer ground. You’re sitting down on the front steps of your trailer as you listen to Anakin and Padmē argue over and over. So much for a smoke break.

But then, with one last mean remark, Anakin is slamming his screen door and barreling down the steps in anger. Tattoos all over his arms, wearing jeans and no shirt or shoes…nipple piercings on full display. He stands in the grass and tries to calm himself down.

Your face flushes with heat as you see him, and you turn your head as if you hadn’t noticed him there. But his eyes lock on you, and he calms a bit. Hes always had a soft spot for you, his pretty young neighbor. Always chasing away creeps and helping you carry in your groceries, selling you pot that isn’t laced (‘you can’t trust the crackheads in this fuckin’ trailer park. Come to me if you ever need any shit like that, okay?’). You can’t deny the crush you’ve had on him for the longest time. You guess you’re just like your momma in that way— always going after men old enough to be your dad, men that you shouldn’t ever associate with. Men that are bad news.

Anakin sighs, jeans hanging low on his hips, and you try not to drool.

“Did you hear all of that?”

You give him a shy, timid smile. You awkwardly shuffle on your feet.

“A little. I’ve only been out here for five minutes, though.”

He hums, his eyes moving down to the cigarette in your manicured hand.

“Can I bum one?”

You nod, and the man walks over the short distance between your houses and sits down beside you. He smells like cologne, sweat, and a little bit of alcohol. Not in a bad way, though. It makes you practically dizzy with want, your thighs prsssing together as he lets out a small “thanks, dollface” as he reaches into your nightgown pocket and pulls out your half empty pack of Marlboros. He lights up, smoke billowing out of his nostrils as he exhales and leans back against your screen door.

“I’m sorry,” he says. “I try not to yell, but..”

He shakes his head, as if it isn’t worth discussing. You knee bumps against his, and you shrug.

“It’s okay. I get it.”

His shoulders relax, his ring clad fingers skimming your thigh. He give you an amused smile as he sees the curlers in your hair.

“About to go to bed, grandma?”

You roll your eyes at his teasing, taking a long drag.

“Yeah, actually.”

“Mmm..” His hand comes up to your face, stroking the soft skin of your cheek. Your eyes widen, a flush coating your cheeks. “It’s cute, y’know. The way you always wear your hair like this at night.”

You struggle to find words, your lips parting with every breath. Anakin’s eyes light up, as if remembering something, and he reaches into his pocket.

“You still smoke?” He asks, a baggy of weed now in his palm. You say yes because it’s true, and invite him inside your house.

And of course, it isn’t long before he’s got you whining for him. A joint and a half later, your pussy is spread out on his cock as he takes you against your bedroom wall. He doesn’t fuck you on your bed— he says it’s hotter this way, taking you so desperately. He fills you up damn near perfectly, his face buried into your neck as he holds you up with his strong arms.

All the while, your curlers are falling out, house shoes halfway off your toes, your nightgown lifted up and slightly ripped from his roughness. Your loose, unfinished curls stick against your forehead as he pummels you, and he practically laughs in your face.

“Oh, baby,” he says. “Hair’s so messy, ‘s fuckin’ adorable.”

You cry from embarrassment, drooling all over his lips when he pulls you into a wet ‘n messy kiss. Your fingers card through his dyed black locks, lashes fluttering when he thumbs your clit.

“Oh!” You let manage to let out, slick pooling as you cream on his cock. “Ani, ani, feel s’ good…”

“Yeah?” He breathes, with jagged thrusts into your weeping cunt. “Cmon, dollface. Let the whole trailer park hear you. That’s my fuckin’ girl.”

:: @mysticpenguincreation @nightmare-niko @iheartinkonpaper @claireyberryy @becauseseaotters @emmalandry

creds to @fuckmyskywalker for this amazing idea 🩷🩷

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