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sulphuryasecretcloset · 5 months
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It's just a nightmare
It's a stupid thing that triggers it. A stupid, STUPID thing. And of course it is Corin's fault.
He's making dinner and gets distracted by Grogu. He completely forgets about the food until the stench of burning meat reaches his nose and reminds him with a jolt. Running back into the kitchen, Corin grabs the frying pan and mindlessly yanks it away from the heat. The intense smell of the charred remains hits him hard, makes forgotten memories stir, and causes him to abruptly drop the pan into the sink. The loud sound of metal slamming into metal combined with Din unexpectedly barging into the kitchen rather noisily to find the source of the fire makes Corin's entire body freeze. His brain lights up with blind panic for several seconds.
“Corin?” Din calls out for him, almost a little cautiously, as he takes a step closer. “Corin, are you okay?”
His heart is racing as if he's in some kind of horrible danger, which makes no kind of sense. Corin gulps for air. “I'm fine.” He mumbles, trying to pull himself together. He's acting like an idiot. “I, uh, I...” Corin clears his throat. “I burned dinner. Sorry.”
“I wasn't hungry anyway.” Din half-heartedly jokes, inching closer like he's approaching a skittish animal. “You didn't get burned, though, right?”
Corin swallows, slowly regaining control of his body again in time for him to lift his hand and look down to see the red skin where he'd held the pan. A bit of bad luck. “Nothing a little bacta can't fix.”
Din takes a hold of his hand, studies the damage done, and sighs.
A worried coo reveals the presence of the little bean. He's standing in the doorway, looking over at them with concern all over his adorable face.
“I'll fix him up, Grogu.” Din replies. “I'll look after him, I promise.”
Corin swallows down a wave of nausea. That smell... “I'm...” That smell and some loud sounds shouldn't be enough to reduce him like this. He should be stronger than this. “I'm fine.” “Yeah. I know.” Din doesn't sound convinced. He just sounds sad.
That should have been the end of it. The bacta heals Corin's hand and Din manages to make dinner that isn't set ablaze and tastes really good. Corin cuddles and rocks the little bean into a peaceful sleep. It's a stupid moment caused by his own stupid negligence, harmless and forgotten by the time Corin crawls into bed, settles on his side and Din wraps his arms around him from behind. They fall asleep curled up together. It makes absolutely no sense why, instead of sweet dreams, a horrible nightmare rages through Corin's brain, filling him with screams and blood and shadows, until he jolts awake with a gasp and his heart now racing so fast it physically hurts.
“Corin?” Din whispers from behind him.
“I'm fine.” Corin forces the words out between numb lips. He's still curled up on his side with Din behind him, which is good because that means Din can't see his face. Corin already ruined dinner today, he's not going to ruin Din's sleep as well. It was just a nightmare, after all. Not memories. Just a nightmare. There was nothing familiar about it. Just random horror. A nightmare. Bad luck. “Did I wake you? Sorry. Go back to sleep.”
“You're safe.” Din tells him instead of asking him anything. There is a light touch to Corin's shoulder. “You're here, with me, with us. You're safe, Corin.”
Corin nods, a jerky and too eager movement. “I know. I'm fine. I'm sorry.” Or, he will be fine. His heart just needs to stop racing like crazy and the dread needs to uncoil from his belly. It will pass because it always does. He's had countless nightmares before after all. It's just a nightmare.
Din strokes Corin's arm in a soothing gesture. “You're safe.” He repeats rather than contradicting Corin's words. He doesn't sound angry or annoyed, proving yet again he's among the kindest souls in the Galaxy. “Everything is okay, I promise you. You're safe now.”
Eventually Corin's breathing returns to normal and his heart calms too under Din's gentle touch and words. He tries to keep as quiet and as still as possible so not to disturb Din any more that night. Din needs his rest. But despite knowing it was just a bad dream, Corin can't get himself to close his eyes and go back to sleep. He's haunted by some irrational dread that the nightmare might start up again. There are outlines of screams removed from his brain, voices he tells himself are random or made up, and then there is that damn smell... It's been over half a day since he burned the food and yet Corin swears the smell still lingers in his nose. He stares into the darkness of their bedroom.
A couple of minutes later, Din breaks the silence with a quiet question; “Do you want to back to sleep?”
Corin hesitates. He doesn't want to make Din worry, but he simply cannot lie to him. “No.” He whispers apologetically, knowing this means Din won't sleep either because he is that good of a man.
“Okay.” Din says, still without a trace of anger or irritation. He sits up and gets out of bed, reaching out a hand towards Corin. “Come on.”
Sitting up, Corin frowns confused. “What?”
“Come.” Din wiggles his fingers and when Corin takes it, he makes him leave the bed and follow him out of the room.
“Din?” Corin asks, increasingly confused as he trails after his Mandalorian.
“I'm making you some warm tea.” Din says, with ease, as if it no big deal to do this in the middle of the night because your partner is a weak creature who can't even get sleeping right.
However, not even guilt and self-loathing stand a chance against the feelings Din brings out in him when they sit on opposite sides in the widow sill of the warm living room and look out the window. Outside they can barely make out the snowflakes, quietly falling amidst the calm darkness, while steam rises from the cup between Corin's hands. No words are spoken. Din doesn't ask him about the nightmare or try to distract him with other topics, merely sits with him in silence with nothing but their ankles touching as the sill isn't really made to fit two grown men.
Corin's gaze shifts from the snow falling outside the window over to rest on Din and his heart glows with how much he loves this man. Din is so kind, patient and selfless that not even bad luck stands a chance against him. Deprived of his sleep, Din should be annoyed, he has every right to be, but he's not. He seems perfectly content to just sit there with him, in serene silence, watching the snow fall.
And that is how, long after the tea is gone, Corin finally relaxes, the phantom smell goes away, and his eyelids grow heavy. So very heavy.
“Back to bed?” Din asks, his voice a quiet, warm caress.
Corin manages a drowsy smile and nods. He can sleep now.
“Okay.” Din gets up and surprises him yet again by backing up to him and crouching down a little. “Hop on.”
Even if he wasn't half-asleep, Corin suspects he would have been every bit as confused. Is Din seriously offering him a piggyback ride? His lips tug at a smile. “Din...” It's Corin's brain that is messed up, there's nothing wrong with his legs.
“I would carry you back bridal style, but you're heavy and I'm too tired.” Din says with a slight grin in his words.
Corin huffs a laugh. “I can walk, Din.”
“I know you can.” Din replies, but doesn't straighten up. “Now, jump on.”
Corin hesitates, as usual, torn between not wanting to burden Din further, quite literally, and the childish urge to accept the offer. He remembers when Din had carried him on his back at the Covert and how surprised he had been at meeting Din's more playful side. He really loves that side of him.
It's silly, they're too old to be acting like this, yet... Corin fights against a smile as he does as Din asks. “Don't blame me if you ruin your back.”
“You're not 'that' heavy.” Din snorts, hoisting him a little and getting a good grip on Corin's thighs with his capable hands.
Corin grins and slides his arms around him, partially to hold on and partially to simply hug him. Corin 'is' heavy, he's far from Liita-sized, but Din is strong, in so many ways, which is probably why Din carries him, physically and more, without any problem. Corin rests his cheek to Din's shoulder and smiles.
Maybe one day Corin will be able to face the root of the nightmares, maybe one day he'll be able to tell Din about them, but right now he convinces himself it was nothing but made up horrors from his stupid brain and savors Din's warm, solid presence and knows he's safe.
There are no more bad dreams that night.
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ok-so-chiggy · 4 months
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Corin is forced to watch the Reapings of the final four Districts and to continue his agonizing task of memorizing the names and faces of each chosen Tribute. It takes him on an emotional rollercoaster--one that ends up going completely off the rails when two unlikely kids volunteer as tribute.
Unfortunately, the first Volunteer--a tiny green child from Eleven--has no name for Corin to memorize. The second however--a dark, handsome boy from Twelve--has the only name worth memorizing.
Hello, hello! I'm back, a year later, to post the next chapter of this crazy AU. (Even though I haven't been posting, I've never stopped writing!) Anyways, I have a new job so I don't have to work 7 days a week like before. I actually have days off!!!! So yeah I'll be able to post chapters more often. I think maybe only a few people will see/read this fic, but that's okay. I'm just happy to finally get more chapters out there. Thank you to anyone who's ever left a comment or kudos. And big thank you to Lady Irina @sulphuryasecretcloset for encouraging me to continue writing this fic even after so long. Also tagging Ace @miscellaneous-ace because I owe you my life. To everyone, I deeply appreciate any and all support. <3
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2 years later and I’m still obsessed with this story created by @sulphuryasecretcloset This my third re-read and I wanted to create a little something for it so here is Corin, Din and the womp rat looking very cool:)
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liarlagoon · 2 years
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finally finished the bridge scene into The Big Reveal i wrote almost 2 years ago lmao can i get a hell yeah
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October Drabble Challenge 2023
Day 4- Temperature
"'I'm fine, Corin,' Din insisted with a bright smile that was equally charming and irritating."
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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers (^ ہ ^)/
(Don’t feel pressured to answer- just looked fun :D)
Answer time again! Hmmm let's do some fanfics this time, again in no particular order:
Dost Thou Even Steal Hearts? by BukuBuku (P5 x MHA crossover)
and still, the cradle blossoms by solistrix (Linked Universe)
The Cor Et Cerebrum series by audreycritter (Batfamily + one of my fave OCs, Dev!)
The Mandalorian, his son and the Storm Trooper series by LadyIrina (with another beloved OC, Corin!)
Annnnd I'm gonna cheat here and list multiple for this one. Treasure of the (Vampire) Duke's Family?! by realfakedokja (TCF), Issue Found in Translation by Fanfiction_Artist_Prototype (TCF), The Birth of a Villain by Zell_Hatoule (TCF), and Vertical Limit by hppjmxrgosg (DP x DC)
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setokaibapetty · 8 months
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5 + 1 Fic Friday: Recursive
Fics inspired by other fics.
Legacies (AO3) - "Long after the events of Avatar: The Last Airbender, a lone historian finds the personal journal of Prince Zuko. Little does she know that he was also the mysterious anonymous author who took the world by storm. The world will never be the same. Inspired by and directly links to aloneintherain's Writer Zuko AU."
U.A. Unsolved (inspired by Yesterday Upon the Stair) (AO3) - "The [UA] dorms are haunted. Shenanigans ensue."
halfway between the black and grey (AO3) - "AKA, the one in which Corin is a Death Trooper."
One Luminary Clock (inspired by Never Judge a Shadowhunter By Their Scent) (AO3) - “Zadkiel,” Isaiah prays, pleads, his voice rough and hoarse, “Angel of mercy and benevolence, I beg you tonight to watch over your child, Alexander Lightwood. He has survived everything the angels have seen fit to test him with, but please, please do not make this night one more thing he has to survive.”
Comparative Sabotage Techniques (inspired by Dreaming of Sunshine) (AO3) - "ANBU Team Red and ANBU Wolf are unleashed on Kumo after the Third Shinobi War."
Bonus: Second to None (AO3) - "Her name is forgotten. Expunged. All she has now is a Number. One among many , corralled into a room she's never seen, but which is oh so familiar."
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phantomstatistician · 3 years
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Fandom: The Mandalorian
Sample Size: 7,117 stories
Source: AO3
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sorry-but-no-sorry · 3 years
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I’ve been reading @sulphuryasecretcloset ‘s fic for about a year now and I’ve been meaning to draw some Mandorin
The time has finally come
A bit of a modern au with Biker Din (I used @cranity ‘s au as a ref)
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sulphuryasecretcloset · 2 months
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Macero meets his future son-in-law
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ok-so-chiggy · 1 year
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Someone from Corin's past comes back to haunt him and his adverse reaction nearly exposes the Career Training Program. Thank the Odds, his mentor Paz Vizsla is there to cover for him--but that won't always be the case. Vizsla orders Corin to work on his sabacc face and shares some harsh truths about the cost of becoming a Victor.
Hello! I have vacation for the first time in like...forever. So finally, FINALLY I can start updating this fic again. If anyone's out there and still following this story, then ...well... thanks for your patience. <3 It's been too long, I know lol -- Unfortunately, I work two jobs and can never brain anything by the time I get home from work. It's awful. 10/10 do not recommend :( lol Anyways here's the next chapter. We get to learn a bit more about Paz Vizsla's worldview and what happened in his Games. I really enjoyed writing this chapter for that reason. It is also the reason I took so long editing this chapter-- within the Hunger Games AU, his story is...complicated and controversial to say the least. Infinite thanks go to the wonderful amazing humans -- Lady Irina @sulphuryasecretcloset and Ace @miscellaneous-ace. Without them, this story wouldn't exist! You both inspire me even after all these years <3
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friendlyloner · 3 years
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Well here it is I guess. My first ever Tumblr post and fandom creation. I stumbled across @sulphuryasecretcloset's The Mandalorian, His Son, And The Stormtrooper last winter at a time when myself and my loved ones were going through and incredibly difficult period and the fic series and watching how lovely all of its fans were became my escape and safe haven. I found myself wanting for the first time in my life to actually participate in a fandom. But more than a decade of lurking in fandoms is hard to shake off and I ended up thinking; I don't know how to draw fanart, I don't know how to write fanfiction, but...well, I do have this one hobby...
And six months later here we are. Hi, Mandorins, my name is Threadiment and my needle slipped and this came out.
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Mandorin bookcovers
I found this series and this artist in ao3 and I fell in love. So I did this when I was bored. Credits to the artist and author of course.
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watcher0033 · 3 years
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