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Was it all a dream?

Chapter Four: Lovely to be rained on with you

Din Djarin x F!Reader

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Series summary: You’ve always had vivid dreams, an escape from your monotonous life. But one night, something appears in your dreams that keeps reoccurring; a pair of brown eyes. -Or- Two people, in completely different parts of the galaxy, find each other in their dreams and try to make sense of the strange connection they share.

Series warnings: reader is able-bodied, canon divergent (long live the Razor Crest), switches between Reader and Din’s POV, story takes place in the dream realm and the real world, takes place somewhere between the end of season two/Book of Boba Fett/beginning + middle of season three, eventual smut, line between reality and dreams gets blurred, use of Mando’a words and phrases, no use of y/n

Chapter summary: Picking up where the last dream left off; a physical connection.

Word count: 2.5k

Chapter warnings: fluff, sex outside, sex in the rain, fingering, oral sex (F receiving), vaginal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, Reader and Din are very touch starved, hair pulling (Din’s), pet names (ner vercopa = my dream)

Fic notifs: @beskarandblastersfics Fic recs: @kelbellsficrecs

You

Is it possible to fall for someone who exists only in your dreams?

Well, he says he exists in the real world, somewhere in the galaxy, but you’re unsure. Part of you feels stupid for falling for someone you just got on good terms with, someone you just kissed for the first time – all of this taking place in a dream, no less. This newfound intimacy you just barely started to share with him has you feeling self-conscious. You’ve only had sex once. It’s hard to have sex regularly on a planet where you’re one of the only humans. And to put it lightly, the Sullustans… don’t exactly do it for you. You can’t wait for the next time you’ll see Din, wondering just how far your intimacy will go.

But as your dreams get more vivid… more enjoyable, real life grows unbearable.

Shoan has been transferred to your new department, yet again only working a few stations down from you. He’s been standing uncomfortably close to you on the shuttle to and from work. In response, you’ve resorted to stealing different blaster parts in the hopes of constructing one by yourself at home.

That you’d have a way to defend yourself if need be. But you don’t even want to think about that just yet.

There’s a small part of you that wants to escape, leave this planet entirely. Why not? Nothing is holding you here anyway. But the rational part of you tells you that it’s silly to leave everything you know (that is if you don’t get shot down in the process) for a man you’ve just met – a man you don’t know for a fact is even real.

In your spare time, you decide to find out if the locations you’ve been dreaming of are real or not. During time spent at the library, you found out that the first time you saw him, you were on the planet Coruscant. You don’t know too much about Coruscant other than it’s the capital of the galaxy. As for the other planets, you think the time you saw him at a market place you were on an Outer Rim planet. You just can’t narrow it down with one. The snowy planet was Hoth and the forest one was Endor. But as for the mountainous place bathed in purple light? You can’t figure out where it is or if it’s even real.

But when you’re not working or researching all you can do is anxiously wait to see him again, wondering where your subconscious will take you this time.

Soft rays of sunlight peek down below between holes in the clouds. There’s a lake in front of you, small waves rolling on the surface, carried by the wind. A grove of trees behind you is in bloom, clusters of petals fall off the branches and drift away in the gentle breeze. It’s peaceful here, wherever you are.

But where is he? Where is Din? It’ll only be peaceful here by yourself for so long. Too much solitude is ominous. If you’re going to enjoy this beautiful place, you want him here at your side.

You look down at your clothes. They’re different this time– a short-sleeved shirt and a long flowy skirt. Why are they different? Din’s clothes are the same. They never stray from his all-black attire.

You walk down closer to the lake, sitting just a few feet from the water’s edge. All you can do is wait. Maybe he’s not asleep yet. You close your eyes and relax, feeling the soft grass, ground yourself in the moment. After what feels like forever you hear his voice call out, “There you are!”

You turn your torso to get a look at him barreling down the rolling hill towards you. He’s

wearing the same thing– of course he is. And he’s got a wide grin, eyes lit up like he’s ecstatic to see you. He sits down beside you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder like he did in the cave.

“Someone’s happy,” you chuckle.

“Just relieved I found you.”

“Where did you… spawn? Wake up? I’m not sure how to phrase that.”

He turns and points over the hill. “Somewhere over there. I got nervous when I didn’t see you,” he says, turning back to face the lake.

“You got nervous?” you tease.

“...Yes,” he admits after a beat.

That makes your stomach flutter, knowing he was searching for you, knowing that he’d miss your absence. You should leave it alone, not persist the matter any further but you have to know more.

“Why?” you prod.

“I…”

He works through his thoughts as you remain silent.

“I know we don’t know each other that well yet but I like this, vercopa.”

Vercopa. What does it mean?

“Vercopa?”

“...Ner vercopa… my dream.”

His dream. Oh, how that makes your heart flutter.

“I like this, too,” you say, leaning into him more. You feel him let out a sigh of relief as if he was worried you were going to hate the nickname.

“What language is that?” you ask softly.

“I don’t know… I must’ve made it up,” he says, like he’s lost in thought.

You let it go, not wanting him to fixate on what it means. For what feels like hours, the two of you lean against each other, relaxing on the grass and staring at the lake. An environment like this is so foreign to you, one that you barely imagine even with the most vivid descriptions in a book.

Suddenly, it starts to rain. Not a torrential downpour by any means, but a meek drizzle. As soon as the rain hits his skin, he stands, reaching a hand out to help you to your feet.

“We should go,” he says, “Find some shelter.”

“Why?”

“It’s raining,” he says.

It’s raining.

…You’ve never felt the rain before. You’ve never really felt any of the elements before, besides the fleeting amount of sunshine you get between the walk from the shuttle and the doors of the factory. For as long as you can remember, you’ve been bound to the underground life on… wherever you live. You can’t recall where right now, of course.

“I’ve never felt the rain,” you tell him.

“No?”

You shake your head no and he sits back down beside you.

“I haven’t… felt the rain in a long time,” he admits.

“Might as well enjoy it then,” you say, returning to your rightful place, engulfed in his arms again.

You’re starting to get damp, but it's not a bad feeling. It’s not cold, either. It’s a warm rain that feels inviting, welcoming. You pull a way for a moment to look at him– the way his skin glistens in the rain, the water dripping from his curls, the way his pupils are blown wide, leaving only a small ring of the familiar brown that consumes your every waking thought. Maker, you want him. And you already know that you can kiss him in a dream… Does that mean you can do other things, too?

Your lips crash into his and he immediately accepts the kiss, like he’s been waiting for you to make the first move. He’s so… cute, in the way he’s shy for affection yet also so eager for it. Like the last dream, you move so you’re no longer beside him, but straddling his lap. For a second, you’re worried you’ll wake up, worried that this precious moment will be ripped away from you once again.

But you don’t. The moment is yours like the universe is letting you take hold of something for once in your life.

Din’s hands migrate to your waist, clutching you desperately, like he too is worried you’ll both wake up again. His touch sets your skin aflame even as you’re being rained on. It’s so nice to be held by someone, to be desired. It’s been too long since you’ve felt the embrace of someone who truly wants you. Continuing the kiss, you bring your hands to either side of his face, running your thumbs over his patchy facial hair. But then your hands migrate to the hair atop his head, fingers tangling themselves in his curly locks. And that does something. It pulls a deep moan from him.

“Too much?” you ask, pulling back but only a couple of inches so you’re still hovering over his lips.

“No, I’m just not used to that.”

“You’re not used to someone touching your hair?”

“Nope.”

“Well… Do you like it?”

“I love it,” he breathes out as if he’s just discovered a new thing that makes him weak in the knees.

You return your lips to his, settling down on his lap and feeling his bulge press up against you. His hands move to your skirt, pulling it up and exposing your thighs. You grind your hips against him as he sinks his fingertips into your thighs, holding onto you for dear life.

“I’m not going anywhere,” you chuckle against his lips.

“You don’t know that. What if we wake up?”

“Then we just go back to sleep,” you say, kissing him again.

“I suppose,” he murmurs against your lips.

One of his hands slides up farther on your thigh, getting closer to your groin.

“Can I?”

“I’ve been waiting,” you tease, pulling yourself off of him to lie down on the grass.

He moves to situate himself in between your legs and hikes your skirt up further, pulling off your underwear and spreading your thighs. He takes two fingers and runs them along your entrance, gathering at the wetness that’s already forming there. He pulls his fingers back and brings them to his mouth, closing his eyes and humming at the taste.

He slides one finger in, leaning forward so he’s hovering directly above your face, watching you react to his touch. Your eyes close, lashes fanning against your cheeks, skin peppered with tiny raindrops. Your mouth falls open as he curls his finger against your g-spot. It feels so good but you need more.

“More,” you beg.

“Only if you keep your eyes on me, ner vercopa,” he says, using his free hand to grab your chin.

You open your eyes to find his locked onto yours, a connection so intense it makes you shy. But the way he’s looking at you like you’re the only thing in the galaxy that matters to him, it’s worth getting past the shyness.

Finally, he obeys your wishes, inserting another finger slowly. You let out a breathy moan at the newfound girth inside you, feeling your pleasure build as he pushes against your g-spot with both fingers. Just as you think you’re doing a good job holding on, he rubs his thumb over your clit, and the floodgates open. Your orgasm washes over, your cunt convulsing around his fingers.

“Good girl,” he whispers, kissing you while still holding onto your chin.

He pulls back and rests on his knees, moving down to rest on his elbows.

“Oh! You don’t have to-” you start, but he cuts you off.

“I want to taste the mess you made, ner vercopa,” he says, warm breath tickling your core.

Without warning, he licks one long, slow stripe up your cunt, moaning at the taste of your release. He hooks his arms around your thighs, pulling you close while he laps at your cunt. You grind yourself against his face, his nose rubbing at your sensitive clit. In no time, he pulls your second orgasm from you, your thighs shaking and your wetness coating his face. He pokes his head up once you’re done, smirking at you with the lower half of his face completely soaked.

“You taste so good,” he says, rubbing his thumb along his jaw and licking the remnants of your high.

Kriff, that was hot.

Resting on his knees again, he pulls his already hard cock from his pants. He gathers some of your wetness on his hand and spreads it on his cock, giving it a few strokes. As he hovers over you, he aligns himself with your entrance, resting on his elbows on either side of your face. He kisses you as he enters you, your moans combining into one breathless sound. Your walls expand to accommodate his size as he buries himself to the hilt inside you. He draws his hips back and slams back into you, eliciting a sharp gasp from your lips. As he thrusts in and out of you, his eyes are locked on yours, his matted, wet curls sticking to his forehead. You bring your hand to his cheek, stroking his facial hair with your thumb. The whole experience is oddly intimate and romantic for someone you just met but it feels right, here in this field with the lake beside you and the raindrops glistening on your skin.

With one last final jut of his hips, you come undone around his cock. Your walls squeezing around him triggers his release, too, spilling his cum inside you as you cum together harmoniously. He remains inside you until he goes soft, giving you one more kiss before pulling out. He collapses down on the grass beside you, pulling you into his chest.

“That was amazing, ner vercopa,” he says breathlessly.

“That was,” you affirm, tracing a finger up and his chest. “It’s been a while for me,” you admit, poking your head up.

You wince in anticipation of his response, wondering if he’ll chastise you for your confession. But he doesn’t.

Instead, he says, “Me, too. And I’m sorry for coming inside.”

“I don’t think that matters in a dream,” you laugh. He laughs, too, and it’s a sound you want to hear until the end of time.

You inch yourself up closer to kiss him again, a deep, passionate, needy kiss.

But that’s when reality decides to be cruel. And you’re not in a field with your lover, wet from the rain. Instead, you’re alone in your bed, longing for his touch, and trying desperately to remember the nickname he gave you.

Din

It’s the same thing every time; waking up alone Razor Crest. This time was different than all of the other dreams he’s had with you. You felt so real. You tasted so real. He would do anything to go back and feel more of you, to hear more of your pretty moans. Being there in the field with you made him realize just how touch-starved he is. And all he wants is to be back by the lake with you in his arms.

In fact, he tries to go back to sleep but to no avail. It seems like that was in for now until he goes back to bed tonight.

But besides the sex, there was something else that was different about that; the rain and how you chose to stay in it. His first instinct was to seek shelter and stay dry, but you chose to slow down and enjoy the moment. You made him appreciate something as simple and mundane as the rain, something you’d both been deprived of for so long. And that’s why he likes you. He likes you because you allow him to enjoy the simpler things in life, things he would normally miss.

He’ll anxiously await the next dream and the next simplicity you’ll show him how to appreciate.

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thefrogdalorian · 5 months

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Hello and welcome to my masterlist!

You can find most of my fics on my AO3, if you prefer to read over there, and I reblog all new fics on @thefrogdalorianfics if you want to be notified here on tumblr when I post something new!

Ongoing Works:

Modern AU!Din x F!Reader: The Best of Both Worlds

Newest Work:

The Bake Sale: When Grogu brings news of an upcoming Bake Sale hosted by the little school he attends between missions with the New Republic on Nevarro, his father enthusiastically throws himself into baking the the sweetest treats to impress his classmates. Even though Din's devotion to the task makes you feel like there is a third person in your marriage, you are charmed by his determination. While the fruits of his labour are delicious, but you discover that Din Djarin's love is the sweetest treat of them all...

Requests:

Currently open, here. No guarantees but if you have anything you'd like to see, feel free to let me know!

I write: Din x Reader, Din x Bo-Katan (but as long as it's Mando related I'm open to giving it a shot!)

I don't write: smut (on request) some ships (ask if unsure!)

Note:

Most of my fics are for general audiences and GN!Reader

I tag my fics thoroughly, please look at the specific warnings for each fic before you read!

I do not own any of these characters (I wish I did). However, this writing is my work and I do not give permission for any part of it to be reposted without prior consent from me.

All headers/dividers are created by me, I do not give permission for them to be reused.

The Best of Both Worlds [ongoing]

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ Mature ✯ 84k+ ✯

Modern!AU Din x Female Reader: To maintain his privacy and his son Grogu's well-being, Din Djarin agreed to the role of The Mandalorian on one condition: complete anonymity. He has never engaged with fans of the hit Star Wars show... until the day he visits a convention and crosses paths with you...

General:

Dincember 2023

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ General ✯ 54k ✯

Summary: Snapshots from your first chance-meeting with Din Djarin on your homeworld, to the life you are building together with Grogu in his cabin on Nevarro and ultimately your preparations to celebrate Life Day together for the first time, including a trip to a snowy mountain paradise.

The Bake Sale

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ General ✯ 3.8k✯

Summary: When Grogu brings news of an upcoming Bake Sale hosted by the little school he attends between missions with the New Republic on Nevarro, his father enthusiastically throws himself into baking the the sweetest treats to impress his classmates. Even though Din's devotion to the task makes you feel like there is a third person in your marriage, you are charmed by his determination. While the fruits of his labour are delicious, but you discover that Din Djarin's love is the sweetest treat of them all...

Hold You in My Arms

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ General ✯ 2k✯

Summary: Even with its outdated interior and the limitations that entails, The Razor Crest is your home. You find there is a certain charm about the old ship even if the bunk is a little uncomfortable. Though, it's even better when there is a Mandalorian to cuddle, armour and all.

Rest

✯ General ✯ 3.1k ✯

Summary: Despite how often you have pleaded with Din to stop and rest, your calls have gone unheeded. Your stubborn Mandalorian will not stop and take care of himself. So, when he arrives back from his latest job with the New Republic utterly exhausted, you take matters into your own hands and ensure he gets the rest he so desperately needs.

Sanctuary

✯ General ✯ 1.2k ✯

Summary: It's one of those days when your emotions threaten to overwhelm you. Despite the horrible day you're having, you try your best to keep it together. A feat you manage, until a certain Mandalorian arrives home and takes you into his arms.

Hold Me Close

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ General ✯ 3.4k ✯

Summary: In the aftermath of Grogu's departure to be with his own kind, your riduur is nowhere to be found, with little indication - other than a message disk - as to his whereabouts. You anxiously await his return. Yet the man who eventually comes back to you is a broken, shadow of the man you fell in love with.

Always

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ General ✯ 1.5k ✯

Summary: You wake up from an incredibly distressing nightmare in which Din and Grogu had suddenly vanished from your life without a trace. Fortunately, Din is there to console you with his comforting embrace and soothing words. He leaves you feeling optimistic about the future, rather than dreading what lies ahead for the pair of you.

Such a Heavenly View

✯ General ✯ 2.3k ✯

Summary: For the past few months you've been babysitting the child of a mysterious Mandalorian who lives on Nevarro. One day, to your surprise, he wants to spend the day with you and hike to the top of a volcano. After an unfortunate mishap on the way, you discover that the man beneath the armour is surprisingly gentle and sentimental...

All The Nice Things In Life

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ General ✯ 2.5k ✯

Summary: During a weekly trip to your favourite Market on Nevarro, you get a little overwhelmed by all the crowds and noise. Fortunately, you have an exceptionally caring and attentive Mandalorian for a partner, who manages to calm you down and make you see that you are not a burden to him, despite your worries.

Even Your Worst Days

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ General ✯ 4.3k ✯

Summary: After returning from a recent job with the New Republic, Din finds you feeling overwhelmed and burnt out due to his absence. Din had not realised how much you were struggling and when he realises how upset you are he moves to reassure you, lifting your spirit and boosting your confidence in the way that only he is capable of. You realise that Din loves you unconditionally... even on your worst days.

From Now Until The End

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ General ✯ 5.4k ✯

Summary: After being away from you as part of his job with the New Republic, your partner Din surprises you with a trip to the Boonta Eve Classic on Tatooine to make up for it. But instead of the fun-filled day he had planned, you are overwhelmed by the many sights, sounds and noises. It leads you to finally share a part of yourself with Din that you had been hiding from him until now.

Teen:

Nowhere Else To Run

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ Teen ✯ 3.4k ✯

Summary: Despite the fact that sharing a cabin with you and Grogu on Nevarro has given him the peaceful life he was searching for, Din cannot escape the nightmares of his past which haunt him most nights. Although he feels unworthy of your love, the only time things make sense is when you take him in your arms and dutifully put his pieces back together. Even on nights when he feels he does not deserve it.

Ner Aliit

✯ Read on AO3✯ Teen ✯ 5k✯

Summary: Travelling through the galaxy in the Razor Crest with a formidable Mandalorian is a harsh, unforgiving life. The feelings you have developed for him as you soar through the stars together have mitigated the unpleasant aspects. Still, you know it can't last. After all, you and Din are from different worlds. He follows a strict Creed and you know that you do not have what it takes to be Mandalorian. Journeying with the best bounty hunter in the parsec has often brought you face to face with danger. It has never fazed you before. Until one day you come face to face with danger without Din's reassuring presence at your side, and everything changes.

A Crisis of Faith

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ Teen ✯ 6k ✯

Summary: Although travelling through the galaxy with a Mandalorian bounty hunter was a daunting prospect at first, you were pleasantly surprised by how swiftly the two of you bonded. However, despite your initial closeness, the man who you were thought enjoyed your presence in his life now seems disgusted by his every encounter with you. When you finally land on Nevarro after weeks of being confined to the Razor Crest together, you hope that perhaps, something might fix your fractured relationship...

A New Dawn

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ Teen ✯ 5.1k ✯

Summary: Travelling through the galaxy with a mysterious nameless and faceless Mandalorian with a reputation as the best bounty hunter in the parsec would probably terrify most people. Instead, over the months you have known Mando, you have discovered his gentler, more affectionate side. Living in such proximity to the man you have an enormous crush on threatens to suffocate you as you determine that he must never find out. But after a job seemingly goes badly wrong on a forest planet, the fear of losing him will perhaps finally be the tipping point for a new dawn in your relationship...

Pieces

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ Teen ✯ 3k ✯

Summary: Your worst fears are almost realised when Din returns from his latest job with the New Republic injured and distressed. Despite your emotions, you diligently tend to his wounds and put his pieces back together.

Mature:

Across The Stars

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ Mature 18+ ✯ 5.8k ✯

Summary: Your riduur, Din Djarin, whisks you away to Naboo to enjoy the Festival of Love celebrations on the bountiful planet. While there, you reflect on just how much the formidable man, who chose you to be his, truly means to you.

Explicit:

The Arrangement

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ 18+ MDNI ✯ 7.1k ✯

Summary: You entered into an arrangement with Mando find some physical relief from the monotony of hyperspace as you travel through the galaxy together as a formidable team of bounty hunters. When you did so, there were three clear rules: that it would not impact your professional relationship, that there were no strings attached and most importantly of all: that Mando would never, ever remove his helmet. When you carelessly let your emotions get the better of you and undermine those rules, you fear you have lost the man who means everything to you and discover that you miss much more than merely the physical encounters…

Din Djarin Headcanons/Imagines

Din Djarin + Falling In Love

Flowers for My Mandalorian (Valentine's Day imagines)

Booping Din Djarin

Only The Father You'll Be

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ General ✯ 1.7k ✯

Summary: As he sits on the porch of his new cabin, looking on proudly as Grogu entertains himself with frogs outside their new home on Nevarro, the moment awakens old memories in Din Djarin. He reflects back to a moment when he watched The Child playing with other children in the idyllic village on Sorgan. Back then, Din wanted something very different for him and The Child… it was an occasion when their fates could so easily have diverged from their destiny. But now Din has the one thing that had always eluded him, that he never imagined for himself: a family.

Welcome Home, Son

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ Teen ✯ 4.1k ✯

Summary: Din Djarin finds himself back on a mysterious planet that is strangely familiar to him, despite the years that have passed since he last stepped foot on it. A visit to the cabin he once shared with his family brings Din face-to-face with someone he never imagined he would again encounter for the rest of his days. Content Warnings: Grief, PTSD, survivor's guilt, grieving for parents.

Soon, I Will Be Back With You

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ Teen ✯ 1.2k ✯

Summary: Centuries after the last time he saw his buir, Grogu reflects on memories of the life they shared together until it ended in devastating circumstances. MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH.

You Are Eternal

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ Teen ✯ 1.4k ✯

Summary: When devastating news that High Magistrate Karga has become one with the Force reaches Din in his cabin on Nevarro, he reflects on the complicated nature of their relationship. Din pays his own tribute to the man who witnessed firsthand his shift from bounty hunter to father. MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH.

Some of these fics are explicit so no minors, please.

Carry Your Throne

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ Explicit ✯ 182k ✯

Summary: Set one year post-Mando season 3. Mand'alor Bo-Katan Kryze is struggling to contend with the pressure of living up to the Kryze name and her dark past, while also bearing the responsibility of leading her planet and overseeing its continued stability. Plagued with feelings of guilt and unworthiness - and a suspicion that not everyone supports her claim to the throne - she is haunted by nightmares as she relives her past mistakes. Those around her are concerned for her wellbeing, including Bo-Katan's loyal friend and advisor, Koska Reeves. News of Din Djarin and Grogu's return to Mandalore sets off a chain of events that will change both the course of Bo-Katan's reign and possibly her life, too.

With Every Atom of His Being

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ General ✯ 1.6k ✯

Summary: Din Djarin's increasing closeness to Bo-Katan Kryze causes an accidental slip of his tongue during a picnic the two share with Grogu during one of Bo-Katan's visits to Nevarro. Din's choice of language has profound consequences, not just for the two of them but also the child they love so much.

Written In The Stars

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ Mature✯ 11k ✯

Summary: Din Djarin hoped that by pledging to serve Bo-Katan Kryze until her song was written, he had clued her into the depths of his feelings for her. As the months pass after Din left to train his new apprentice with still no word from the Mand'alor, he begins to accept that his feelings are unrequited. Din wishes he could stop dwelling on his feelings, but at night visions of red hair and shimmering green eyes haunt him. His aversion to returning to Mandalore continues until one day, his son takes matters into his own tiny hands and forces Din to confront his fears...

To Being Together Again

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ Mature✯ 10k ✯

Summary: When Din Djarin returns to his cabin on Nevarro after some time away he finds something he would never have expected, that will change his life forever. It seems that the woman he pledged to serve until her song was written has finally acknowledged her feelings and found her way back home to him. He can't even be too angry that it cost him a bottle of expensive wine. Or: Peli Motto and Bo-Katan Kryze get wine drunk and overshare... fluff and smut ensues.

The Worm Conundrum

✯ Read on AO3 ✯ General✯ 2k ✯

Summary: When Mand'alor Bo-Katan Kryze hears about a recent conversation Koska Reeves had with her new girlfriend one night, instead of finding its premise cringeworthy, she instead finds that the ridiculous question will not leave her mind no matter how hard she tries. There is just one thought, turning in her mind, over and over...: Would Din Djarin still love her if she was a worm?

Red Hair, White Cake and Nite Owl Blue

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Summary: Series of drabbles based on specfic episodes from Season three.

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Homeric Hymn 19, "To Pan"

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Tell me, Muse, of the dear offspring of Hermes: goat-footed, Two-horned, lover of noise, who goes in company With the dance-rejoicing nymphs through the tree-covered meadows, And they tread the heights, down from the steep rock, Calling on Pan, the shepherd god, of shining locks, Shaggy, who has as his lot every snowy crest, And the mountains’ peaks, and the stony heights.

Here and there he goes through the dense thickets, Drawn at one moment by the gentle streams-- Another time in turn he wanders the dizzying rocks, Ascending the highest peak, a place to watch the flocks. Many a time he runs through the tall and gleaming mountains, Many a time he drives beasts through the foothills, slaying them, Looking fiercely. But only at evening he makes a noise, Coming back from the hunt, playing a lovely tune With his reeds; that bird could not outstrip him in melodies That, among the leaves of much-flowering spring, performs Her song with honeyed voice, running through her lament. Then with him the mountain nymphs with high-pitched voices, Going about, dance with close-packed steps beside The spring that gives dark waters: Echo groans around The mountaintop. The god, dancing here and there, At times slipping into the middle, rules himself With his feet in close time: on his back he has a tawny Lynx’s pelt; he delights at heart in the piercing songs, There in the soft meadow, where the crocus and sweet-smelling Hyacinth bloom and mingle freely with the grass. They hymn the blessed gods and high Olympus: but Above all they tell of Hermes, the sprinter, who excels The rest: how he’s swift messenger to all the gods, And how he came to Arcadia, rich in fountains, mother Of flocks, where a precinct lies of him as Cyllenian. There, god though he was, he took to herding flocks With their rough fleeces at the house of a mortal man: For watery desire came upon him and bloomed To mingle in love with Dryops’ fair-haired nubile daughter. He brought the fertile marriage to pass, and in the halls She bore a dear son to Hermes, a monstrous thing to see Right off, goat-footed, two-horned, noise-lover, Sweetly laughing: his mother leapt up and fled, His nurse abandoned the child right then, for she feared, When she saw his face—unappealing, well-bearded. Forthwith sprinter Hermes took him up in his hands-- The divine being rejoiced exceedingly in his mind. He went right away to the immortals’ seats, concealing The child in close-wrapped skins of a mountain-dwelling hare: He sat beside Zeus and the other immortals and showed them His son: all the immortals were delighted in their spirits, First and foremost Dionysos, known as Bacchus. They called him Pan, because he pleased the hearts of all. And you, thus, rejoice! With a song I seek your favor-- But I shall think of you and another song as well.

Sweet, piercing sweet was the music of Pan's pipe, Walter Crane, 1910s

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june-again · 1 year

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GENSHIN : # a visit to the library.

☆ scenarios, platonic or romantic fluff. (romanticism not implied.)

☆ ft. kaeya, alhaitham, & thoma.

☆ overview: o-ho-hoh, a visit to the libary? as you wish.

"The only thing that you absolutely have to know is the location of the library." —Albert Einstein

.*☆ KAEYA

Lisa greeted the both of you with an easy smile as you wandered into the Favonius Library. You followed close behind the Calvary Captain, unsure where to go first. It wasn’t your most visited spot in Mondstadt; you couldn’t remember the last time you had been further than the doorway, and you hadn’t been especially motivated to visit by the horror stories you’d heard of the librarian’s… methods… when borrowed books were overdue. You could barely make eye contact with the damsel in purple, her green eyes boring into you.

Kaeya chuckled quietly. “Relax,” he said, taking your hand in his own gentle one and leading you to the balcony overlooking the lower level of the library.

You made a face of impressed approval. The room was tidy, books pushed into the shelves evenly all around. Light streamed in from the north windows, and between them hung three extravagant red banners with the Knights’ faction crest upon the center one.

“It’s something, isn’t it?” Kaeya said, uncovered eye smiling at your reaction. He whispered the next part, obviously aware of Lisa’s eyes on both of you. “You can’t blame her for taking such good care, can you?”

As you shook your head, you dared a peek at the librarian’s desk. She was still smiling, though now focused on the papers in front of her.

“Come on, let’s get down there. Libraries aren’t just for ogling at, after all.”

You and Kaeya rounded to the stairs, taking a left immediately after them. “Look, here’s the painting I wanted to show you.” He pointed into a slight alcove under the stairs, in which the wall boasted a large, faded-looking painting of a familiar mountain.

“Dragonspine,” you said with wide eyes.

“Oh, yes. Doesn’t it make you want to go off on an adventure?”

You nodded, gazing at the stroke patterns. It was really a beautiful painting, it drew you right in. You shivered, imagining the snowy peaks.

“Don’t go catching a cold from a painting,” he warned you lightly. “There’s more, come on.”

You followed him past the elegant shelves along the wall, and stopped at the last section. He smiled at the books and you followed his eyes to see a small group of books… Myths of Snow, Dragonspine Diaries, and Legends and Myths of the Icy Mountain.

He took the last one off the shelf and handed to you. “Have a look,” he said, and winked (a little awkwardly, he really shouldn’t have thought himself so smooth since he only had one eye visible). As you took it from him, he assumed a leaning position against the wall, watching you expectantly.

You opened the book and flipped through the first few pages. It was vibrant in curly writing and blazingly white illustrations. You did not read it, but continued to turn the pages, admiring the pictures. On the seventh or eighth page, something fell out of the book and fluttered to the floor.

Carefully closing the book, you leaned over and picked up the item, which you realized was an envelope. You gave Kaeya a questioning look. He grinned, amiably raising a finger to his curled lips.

You broke open the envelope, noticing it had your name on the smooth side and Kaeya’s seal on the flap. Inside, a simple piece of parchment read “Your next clue is in the duology on the first Knight. The volume describes her restrained by a tyrant. Best of luck!”

Kaeya began to chuckle, perhaps because of the confused expression you had adopted. “I’ll leave you to it, then,” he said, giving you a casual salute. “I have matters to attend to this evening, I’m afraid, so our visit must be disjointed. If you have any questions, I’m sure Lisa will be happy to help… but if you have any intention of completing the puzzle, don’t tell her what it’s about.”

.*☆ ALHAITHAM

“That is a terrible idea,” Alhaitham sighed, pinching the skin between his eyes.

“How come? Who will it hurt? You’re allowed in, right?”

“Just to get into the Restricted Repository, I would have to fill out a ton of security forms. Not to mention coming up with a valid reason, of which there are few.”

“Knowledge shouldn’t be locked behind a door.”

Alhaitham glanced around, lowering his voice. “I know how you feel about that. I understand it. But I’m not Acting Grand Sage just to change rules without proper consideration.”

“Consider this, Al. What if we sneak in?”

Alhaitham’s face remained neutral but his tone gave him away. “What do you mean, sneak in?”

You gave him a mischievous smile. “Well…” You paused dramatically. “My friend from Academic Discpline has a—”

He flicked you on the forehead and you stopped talking. With a reluctant inhale, he shook his head, as if disappointed in both you and himself. “Fine. I need information on redacted ancient histories to prevent harmful misinformation within the Akademiya, and you are my assistant. Keep your mouth shut until we’re inside.” He eyed you. “Or, until we’re done in there, actually.”

You grinned. He was too easy. “So… Will they let me check books out?”

“No.”

“Damnit.”

.*☆ THOMA

The second you heard a public library had opened in Inazuma city, you made a trip to Ritou and pleaded with Thoma to clear his next few hours to come along and check it out. He was hesitant at first, clearly stressed with all that was on his plate. You reminded him of his promise that he would make time for you, and at that, he smiled and nodded and said, “Well, you’re right. I guess my duties can wait until this evening.”

That’s how you ended up here at the freshly furnished small library on the outskirts of the city, enjoying the still-vibrant shelves and innovative codification, with Thoma… at the desk at the front, chatting away with the owner.

A little bothered by his choice of priority, you sauntered to the front with a few books in hand, giving him a look. He did not notice this look for some time, as he was in the middle of saying something…

“Sure, I can get in touch with my acquaintances in the Tenryou Comission to make this all easier on you. It’s never easy opening a business in Inazuma City nowadays, especially…” You finally managed to catch his attention. “Ah, Y/N. We were just discussing the complications that opening the business has been on this poor owner’s heart.”

The man at the desk smiled at you. You returned the sentiment and placed your findings on the desk, about to ask how you were to check them out when Thoma started talking again.

“I’m sure this sort of non-profit installation was difficult to start up, huh?”

“Oh, yes,” the man replied, shaking his head, “I couldn’t believe the amount of officials I had to talk to about tax funding… locals I had to sway on its societal use… It’s a new concept to this nation, no doubt.”

Thoma laughed. “Yes, I do wonder what convinced you to open a public—”

“Thoma.”

He looked at you again, startled by your interruption.

“Aren’t you going to look around? And relax? Maybe take out a few books?”

“No, no, no,” he said with a smile, shaking his head. “Not just yet. I’m afraid I’ll be quite busy helping Mr. Owner straighten out his situation for awhile, I won’t have time for reading.”

“Always the helper, you are.”

“But hey!” He tilted his face. “You can recommend some you like, and I’ll stop by another time and read them. Or—or better yet! You can read one of them to me while I work at the Estate!”

You sighed and offered him a nod. “Alright.” Then, with a violent jerk of you elbow, you struck him in the ribs. He gasped in pain.

“But you gotta learn to relax a little, okay?”

.*☆ author's note : ASHASPIUAPW THANKS FOR READING!!!! i love each of them a LOT and i loved writing these lil scenarios. if you liked reading it, a reblog would be WONDERFUL of you. and if you're into genshin content that's more on the platonic side, consider hitting up my follow button. i post fics once a month on average (～o￣3￣)～

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