#mando headcanon

[dinpascalbrainrot]

Kind of obsessed with the idea of Fennec being this unhinged wine aunt babysitter for Grogu meanwhile Boba is so attentive and careful with Grogu but Din still trusts Fennec more lmao

#din dijarn #pedro pascal #the mandalorian #din djarin #star wars #mando #baby yoda #din djarin is my favorite himbo #din and grogu #mando headcanon #star wars headcanons #boba fett #tbobf #boba fett headcanon #fennec shand

[mellowswriting]

Fluffy requests, you say...

Our face Tin Can man and his kids. Because I am 1000% certain that he would have like a billion kids, and totally adore them and never be able to say no to them. And reader is just like *sigh* but also 😍 every time she sees them all together

a/n || plssss I love Din and his little herd of children. enjoy this random sort of drabble (aka me rambling for 1k words about my fave man)

Children have always gravitated to Din. The intimidating stature that wards off most adults seemingly has no effect on them - it’s the exact opposite somehow. Long before you had children together, you got to see the interesting effect he has on little ones. Kids toddle up to him in markets, staring with that childlike wonder at all of his shiny armor, and he always makes time for them. Din lets them place their little hands on his armor and entertains their silly questions with that gentle voice that makes your heart flutter. It was the first inkling of what your future husband would be like with your kids later in life. 

In spite of his fears that he has no idea what he’s doing, Din is an amazing father to his growing herd of children. Foundling or biological, it doesn’t matter. They’re his kids, every single one of them. He’s a natural. Those paternal instincts come as strong as the instincts he uses to hunt down his bounties. The moment he held his firstborn in his hands, he felt everything aligning for the very first time. There was always this itch that he couldn’t quite scratch, a pesky little thing that told him he was missing something. No matter what he tried to fill it with, it never really went away - until that moment. 

He knew then that he was always meant to be a father. 

Din is doting, to both you and your many children. He’s always the first one up with them and herds them downstairs so you can get the extra rest you deserve, especially since the newest baby’s arrival. They’re rowdy little things - truly expected given their parentage - but he holds them under that same spell he’s always had. The two youngest boys are chasing each other around the living room, hopping over the couch and tumbling onto the carpet, while his eldest daughter groans at them in annoyance. Din ruffles her hair and ushers her to the kitchen before dealing with his boys. He snags each one around their middle, one tucked under each arm. 

“Mama and Ellie are still sleeping, bug. You gotta keep it down.” Din lugs them into the kitchen. “How about you help me make breakfast, huh?” 

That is the scene you come downstairs to see. Rhys and Rowan ‘helping’ Din make eggs and Mari reading her book at the kitchen table. You get a chorus of ‘good morning!’, two airtight hugs from your boys, and a sweet kiss from your husband. Despite the extra rest, nighttime feedings and diaper changes have left you exhausted. So when Din urges you to sit down and relax, you don’t argue. 

“How’s the book?” You ask Mari. She has been a bookworm from the start, probably thanks to the bedtime stories Din read to her every single night before she could read them for herself. There isn’t a single night that one of you doesn’t have to peek into her room and remind her to put the book down and go to sleep. 

“It’s so good. I can’t believe I’m almost finished!” She bemoans. “What am I going to do?” 

“We’ll get you more, Mar,” Din reassures her. 

“Can we make pancakes?” Rowan asks.

“With chocolate chips!” Rhys adds. “Please, papa?”

Din sighs, looking from his sweet sons to you. An entire conversation passes in that simple look, something that can only be achieved by those who have known each other as long as the two of you have. Their wide, pleading eyes never fail and all the kids know it, too. 

“Fine, but you have to help me clean up afterward,” Din concedes. 

“Deal!” They say in unison, high-fiving over yet another successful plot for a sugary breakfast. 

Eating meals together is very important to Din. Having everyone gathered around the kitchen table for breakfast and dinner ensures that the day starts and ends the way it should - together as a family. Din cradles Ellie in one arm as he eats and of course, his calming dad vibes keep her sound asleep. Taking the kids to school doesn’t hurt like it used to. He was a wreck for the first few months, always worried about how they were doing or if they were okay. That worry slowly ebbed away the more he saw how much they love going, the more stories they brought home to him. 

Any and every time it rains, Din and Mari can be found sitting in the rocking chairs on the porch. Your little bookworm loves to read when it’s raining and Din loves watching storms roll across the sky. It becomes their time together. Sometimes they chat and Din gets caught up on the craziness of middle school, the strange preteen drama that permeates every single day. Most often, though? They just sit in silence, enjoying each other’s presence amongst the backdrop of thunder.

There’s something special about watching Din play with the kids. He gives it his all until he physically can’t anymore, chasing and tackling and playing into whatever crazy game they’ve made up. They crawl all over him, cling to his legs as he walks, and scream those ear-piercing screams when he gives chase after them. Rowan tends to prefer a sneaky attack, hiding behind things to jump onto his unsuspecting father, but Rhys is bullheaded just like his father. He runs headfirst into battle, metaphorical guns blazing. Even though he comes back inside sore and aching, Din does it with a smile on his face.

Din regularly has “no, I love you more!” arguments with Rhys. Those two could go on for hours without a break. It’s adorable, especially when you hear them going back and forth when Din has tucked him into bed. It always starts the same way. 

“Goodnight, buddy.” Din kisses his forehead. “I love you.” 

“I love you more, papa,” Rhys says in that telltale goading tone. 

“Mmm, that’s impossible.” Din retorts. 

It goes on like that until Din finally concedes that they love each other equally and tucks his son in for a good night’s sleep. He checks on everyone before he finally collapses into bed and winds his arms around you. These moments are what really get at him. The house is quiet, devoid of the pattering of little feet against the hardwood he’s come to love. It’s the perfect time to take a moment and relax with the love of his life. There is a lot of time for reflection. For appreciation. 

“Thank you,” He murmurs into your neck. 

“For what?”

“For giving me everything.”

#din djarin x reader #din djarin x you #din djarin headcanon #mando x reader #mando x you #mando headcanon

[roguetonorth]

Drabbles/headcanons game!

meanwhile going through a month of midterms and not being able to write a full one-shot (tho i have some good wips on the works) i decided i might as well drop a drabble/headcanons game!

its gonna work this way: you send me an emoji + a thought of yours (or just the emoji idk) and I'm gonna write a drabble/headcanon based on it!

🪩: confession drabble/headcanon

🗞️: gift drabble/headcanon

🫀: first kiss drabble/headcanon

🍯: hand kisses drabble/headcanon

🫧: neck kisses drabble/headcanon

🌕: making out drabble/headcanon

🪢: nightmare drabble/headcanon

💍: proposal drabble/headcanon

🧢: Day off drabble/headcanon

🐝: pet names drabble/headcanon

🪶: Cuddling drabble/headcanon

🪴: Sick/hurt & caretaker drabble/headcanon

💿: sharing a bed drabble/headcanon

🪸: Insecurities drabble/headcanon

🪐: Date night drabble/headcanon

🌕: sharing secrets drabble/headcanon

🌙: spicy drabble/headcanon

🍸: drunk drabble/headcanon

🌊: arguing & apologies drabble/headcanon

🔗: first time drabble/headcanon

🎨: hobbies & skills drabble/headcanon

🎡: dreams drabble/headcanon

💕: Au drabble/headcanon

🍁: comfort drabble/headcanon

❤‍🩹: emotional intimacy drabble/headcanon

Those requests can either be a headcanon or a drabble (anything under 1k words) and they will be posted more regularly than the actual one-shots, since i take long with those! It's a way to interact with y'all and practice my writing <3

#masterlist #prompt #headcannons #din djarin headcanon #din djarin headcanons #The mandalorian headcanon #the mandalorian headcanons #mando headcanon #din djarin fluff #din djarin #the mandalorian #din x reader #din djarin x reader #din djarin fanfiction #the mandalorian x you #the mandalorian x reader #din djarin x you #lou spills the thoughts

[peachyhoolagan]

May or may not be procrastinating my 17 assignments with a new AU :)))

This one’s fun. 10 points to whoever can guess how kanan got the Darksaber and both him and Ezra are Mandos now. Also the dogs name is goose. She’s a charhound and her pee lights things on fire. Not beskar, but she can melt a paint job.

#I know everyone says ezra is a cat person and that’s very true but I’ll do you one better. Ezra is an animal person #still big cat lover tho #star wars rebels #ezra bridger #kanan jarrus #star wars #my art #Mando AU #I have so much to say about this AU. hopefully I keep my interest in it #also if you’re wondering why Ezra’s hair is so long I headcanon that is lothali culture to wear it long. there is meaning behind it

[mandaloriandragontrainer]

When Callum passes, one of the birds from his funeral rites flies to Rayla and nestles onto her shoulder. It stays with her in the months (or years) that follow, greeting her every morning, singing to her, comforting her in times of sadness.

It’s his way of watching over her, even when he’s gone.

#it’s so sadly beautiful #the dragon prince #callum #rayla #rayllum #tdp headcanons #mando ramblo

[phantasmagoria-in-neverland]

Hi again! May I also please request some headcanons of what being married to various Star Wars characters is like?

Various Star Wars Characters Headcanons: What being Married to them is like.

Hi, of course you can! I'm sorry it took me so long to finish this, but hopefully it will be worth the wait. I'm going to get started on your other request as soon as I am able, and also, I didn't add Cal to this one given how lengthy it already is, but feel free to ask me to. Oh, one last thing, if anyone wants to request Wedding Day or Proposals Headcanons you absolutely can, I would have added them in this one, but as I've said, it's way too long. Enjoy!

Obi-Wan Kenobi:

-I am absolutely convinced Obi-Wan would make the perfect husband, if his way of life didn't get as in the way as it does. Still, if he has decided to marry you, he surely has gotten over any conflicting feelings about breaking the code, and has made you and your marriage his absolute top priority. Obi-Wan is nothing if not a deeply committed man, and once he is pouring all of it on you, you can be certain he will fight to make your relationship work against each and every odd. 

-Obi-Wan is, most of all, a caring and attentive partner. He always makes the most of the time you spend together, and never makes you feel clingy or annoying if the separation ever gets to you. He never forgets your anniversaries or what and where your "firsts" together have been, and his gifts, while not necessarily expensive, are always super thought out.

-He is an amazing communicator with basically endless patience, fights with him are practically nonexistent, and even when they do happen he goes about it super rationally and never ever raises his voice. He would bend himself backwards for your happiness and safety and he always pays attention to make sure you are 100% comfortable with him, and with coming to him about any issues or feelings you might have.

-Obi-Wan proposed to you with the intention of letting you know just how committed he is to the family you are building together and how much he trusts you. So really, jealousy is definitely not an issue in your marriage.  Still, nobody knows about it, not even Ani, even though he and a few other close friends definitely suspect something. Especially because Obi-Wan absolutely refuses to not have his wedding ring hidden somewhere on his person. (There have been... a few close calls because of it, you're both lucky he can charm his way out of almost anything.)

-He is very domestic, or at least does his best to be, with his duties in the way and all. He always tries to cook at least one meal for you, and he absolutely adores coming home to you and something you've prepared for him (no matter how good you are at it. Honestly if you're still learning, he is your number one supporter and encourager.) He never complains about chores and does his best to make them enjoyable for the both of you, if you have something you'd rather not do, whatever it is he is more than happy to take over.

-Obi-Wan is great with children, and if you decided to have some after the fall of the Order, he would be an amazing dad. Just keep in mind that he might be quite a bit more apprehensive/protective after you are forced into hiding, he blames himself for a lot of things and it might take a while for him to be ready to expand your family. But don't worry, once you both find some peace again he will be ecstatic about it, after all, there's nothing in the Universe worth more than you guys.

Anakin Skywalker:

-Anakin wouldn't be a bad husband by any means, but he's got some work to do on himself you might have to help him through. Still, I assure you, he would do his absolute damned best to be great for you, and he would love you more than it should be humanly possible. Nothing could ever even come close to meaning as much as you do to him, he would literally let the whole galaxy burn if it made you happy. Which might, depending on you, be one of those tendencies you should pull him away from. Or don't, no judgment here.

Anyway, what matters the most is: Anakin is devoted.

-Ani is very empathetic, especially when it comes to you. Sometimes you feel like he might understand your moods even better than you do, which means, as soon as he feels like you might be even a little bit sad or stressed, Ani is dropping everything to come cheer you up. Which no doubt will get him in trouble, but it's not like he cares. He can be a bit clingy/overprotective of you, honestly. Again, if you want him to be a bit more responsible then you're gonna have to help him work on it. Won't ever forget your "firsts" or anniversaries, but gifts are not really his forte, so except a few handmade pieces every now and again he would much rather celebrate by going somewhere and creating new memories together.

-While he has no trouble at all understanding you, Ani has quite a few problems with communicating himself and his thoughts. Half the time he tells you every little detail of what's going through his mind, which could easily lead to him overthinking if you don't help him calm down. And every other time he can't even get his mouth open to tell you how his day is going, which usually happens when he is particularly upset about something, luckily it's easy to tell it's happening and you won't have too much trouble coaxing it out of him (He really really wants to tell you everything, he just doesn't know where to even begin.) So, even though fights can happen quite often, mostly because Ani tends to be a bit emotional about things he cares for, they are easily resolved. He refuses to go to sleep without you/knowing you mad at him, so really, they don't last more than a few hours.

-Anakin proposed to you shortly after you confessed your feelings for each other, seeing no point in waiting since he knows with his entire heart that you are his other half.  Jealousy might be a little bit of an issue, mostly because nobody knows that you two belong to each other and the secrecy drives him up the walls, and as I've said, Ani can be a bit hot-blooded about what he loves. But honestly, it's an easy fix, just don't spend more time with someone else than you do him, and let him hold you close if he needs it.

-Speaking of the secrecy, Ani didn't even think twice about breaking the code for you, what makes you think he wouldn't try to scream how much he loves you from every rooftop in Coruscant? Honestly, unless you don't mind all the endless problems that you and especially him would have to face with the Jedi Order, you're gonna have to be really convincing to make him see reason.  And even then, he's not going to act like you're not the most important person in his life, or accept that he can't kiss you whenever you feel like it, or be ashamed of displaying his wedding ring. The best he's going to do is probably move the both of you behind a column or something... as if that wouldn't be suspicious in a room full of force sensitives. So really, your relationship is only a secret because the people around you would rather pretend it is. Mostly because they recognise that you are good for him, Obi-Wan most of all.

-Anakin might not be the best at taking care of the house, or have much patience for chores, but he's not gonna leave all the burden to you. He's going to help until he completely runs out of patience and then he's going to distract both of you and make it a "tomorrow's" problem. I feel like he'd be great with kids if you decided to have them, especially if he's gotten away from the Order. And also, having them might really help him mature/become a little more responsible, he really wants to do right by you. 

Luke Skywalker:

-Luke is a sweetheart whose first priority is always his family, and that really shines through in your marriage. I mean, have you seen him with his father? There's nothing you could do that would make Luke give up on you, ever. He thinks the world of you no matter what, and he never blames you whenever you can't be the best version of yourself. Saying he's an understanding partner would be putting it very lightly.

-Luke treats you as if you were his shining light in the darkness, his saving grace, the beacon of hope in his life. He always wants you to feel appreciated and valued, and he does his absolute best to let you know that through his actions and words, but you can see it the most when any type of celebration comes up. He has a list of all the things you casually mention during conversations that you might want or need, and he gifts them to you any time he has even just a slight excuse to.

-Luke is also a great communicator, and he always keeps his calm during conflicts. He does his absolute best to put himself in your shoes if you disagree on something, and even when he can't he never makes you feel like your opinion is "wrong". Even though he might seem a bit plaintive to those who don't know him well, Luke only brings up even really small issues to avoid either of you stewing on it needlessly. It's much easier in the long run to just get things off your chest, and reach an understanding. So in the end, while disagreements surely happen, they extremely rarely evolve into fights.

-Luke proposed to you out of the simple and pure desire to be able to call you his family. There's nothing that brings him more joy than catching a glimpse of either his or your own ring shining on your fingers. It's like the physical proof that he is yours as you are his, that he has a home he belongs to. Leia and Han love you to bits, the happiness you bring to the family and most importantly to Luke, is the best thing they could've asked for. Han would say he knew you two would get together from the very start, but honestly, it was Leia who just felt it. Either way, the chemistry you two shared would have been hard to miss, which is why Luke didn't have much of a choice in telling them about your relationship. (It's difficult to keep feelings secret when your twin sister is force sensitive.)

-Luke isn't a jealous man by nature, but really, the sheer trust he has in you and what you two have is more than enough for him to never be bothered by those who flirt with you. And honestly, he understands them, how could they not want to, he's just unbelievably glad that out of everyone, you chose him.

-Luke is amazing at taking care of the house, (the perks of growing up on a farm) he never leaves messes behind, he knows how to cook, and any chore will be carried out efficiently and without complaints. His way of life is simple and peaceful, like a true Jedi, and depending on you, you'll either be the most homely and tranquil couple the galaxy has ever seen, or you will bring fun and excitement into his life and you'll balance each other out. Either way, he is amazing at going with the flow.

-For as much as your family means to him, Luke might still be a little hesitant about having kids. It's not as if he doesn't want them, stars no, but he has quite a few worries. Most of all, he fears turning out like his own father, and how fragmented and unsteady the Galaxy is, even after the victory of the rebellion. Honestly he just wants them to be happy and have an easier life than he did, which he's deadly afraid of not being able to provide. It might take a while to reassure him, and you'd have to be patient, but he's going to be the happiest man in the whole Universe as soon as he's holding your child in his arms, so it's gonna be worth it.

Han Solo:

-It would take a while for Han to realize that hey, this is serious, that he truly really might want to spend the rest of his life by your side. There would be a time when that realization would frighten him, make him pull away from anything he isn't ready to lose: you. Commitment is not something that comes easy to him, and it would be the roughest patch in your entire relationship, it would take lots of reassurance and persistence on your side, but once that is over, oh boy is he committed. When Han finally accepts the true extent of his feelings for you, that he now can't for the life of him let you slip through his fingers, be prepared, cause he's gonna make this work, you're stuck with him now. (And Chewie)

A relationship with him is fun, he knows how to have a good time and he wants any time you two spend together to become a good memory, even under less than ideal circumstances. He's going to make the most inappropriate jokes at the most inappropriate times, he's going to tease you like his life depends on it, and he's going to make you laugh like nobody else ever could. It only takes putting up with his enormous but quite fragile ego, really.

He has a tendency to avoid taking anything too seriously, which depending on you might get a little annoying at times, but he is also really dependable when it comes down to it. Sure, he is going to complain to hell and back, but he would die for you in a heartbeat, anything less than that is just more material to jokingly throw back at you when he wants to get out of doing something. It never works.

-Celebrations and anniversaries are Han’s favourite days, does he only remember about a few of them the literal day of? absolutely, but damn him if he doesn't make them special. Han is all about living in the moment, he wants every second dedicated to celebrating you or your relationship to be memorable, and he can be cheesy when it comes to it, just never say that out loud. You guys' song is playing, even tho he insists you don't have one? He is holding your hand or dancing with you. What do you mean he's being romantic, he just had to show off his moves. You have a favourite food and you suddenly find it in the kitchen? Don't look at him like that, he didn't do it for you, he was just craving it and was nice enough to get you some, even tho there's only one plate and you are pretty sure you can still spot the residues of a failed cooking attempt.

He might not get you a gift every time, cause that's not really his forte, and depending on the time you might be a little short on money, but there are a few really significant ones every now and again, like the dress or suit you’ve been saving up for, or the necklace he bought you when you'd been away from each other for a few days and stars did he miss you.

-Han is… not great at communicating in a way that doesn't contain an excessive amount of snark. It's never insulting, and he makes sure to stay clear of anything that might actually hurt you, but this man grew up with only fighting spirit and sarcasm on his side, and he still has a hard time remembering that he doesn't have to defend himself from you, that showing you his emotions and caring doesn’t mean he’s pathetic. The longer you two are together the better he becomes at taking a step away to calm down before speaking, sure, your relationship is still made of almost constant banter, but now it's playful and lighthearted, and Han truly makes an effort to be serious when you want him to be. Hotheaded and stubborn as he is, he would never hurt you on purpose.

-Han proposed right after he got over the mental breakdown that came with realizing the extent of his feelings for you, now that he's aware? It's ride or die. Really, there have been very very few people that he has ever cared for more than himself, he would trade his happiness for yours, he couldn't love you more than he already does, couldn't love nobody else the same way.

Still, this man's jealousy is through the roof. It's definitely not because he doesn't trust you, but he can't help but fear the day you might meet someone worthier of your affection then him. For as cocky as he tends to be, Han knows he is not always the easiest to get along with, so just let him stand close to you when you're out, and wrap his arm around you when somebody is “clearly” trying to flirt with you, and he will be back to his confident self in no time. It would be even easier to deal with if you were comfortable with letting him tell everyone and their families that you're married. No but seriously, there is no chance your relationship was ever a secret, Han has no filter when it comes to bragging and oh boy is he proud of you. And lets not forget the wedding ring, being a pilot he mostly wears it on a chain around his neck, but that thing is on display. He even develops the endearing habit of holding onto it when he is doing something just a little too risky, you're his lucky charm, and if you were to show off your ring just as much as he does? Well, you might never hear the end of it, but you can tell he gets sentimental about it.

-Han never thought he'd be one for domesticity, and in a lot of ways he still isn't. He can't cook to save his life, he despises chores so much that you can pretty much just thank Chewie if the Falcon is a somewhat livable space at all, and some of his clothes have holes in them he barely tried to mend. But you have made a huge difference, and even tho he won't even try and help you when it comes to stoves, he'll take care of the coffee and he'll set the table and you don’t even have to ask. He won't help you and Chewbacca with the cleaning and tidying but he'll make sure to stop leaving things around and pick up after himself to give you an easier time (not a day goes by that Chewie doesn't thank the stars for your existence). And he still fusses about his clothes, but he makes you something to drink and watches you sew with so much awe you feel like you're hanging the stars in the sky.

So yes, he still sucks at it, but he loves what you two have more than anything in the world, and he tries, he really does, cause you make him want to be the best version of himself. And when it comes to kids, well… parenthood scares him half to death, but he knows it will be amazing if he has you to learn with, and no matter what obstacles your family will have to face, he promises you, he'll make it work.

The Mandalorian/Din Djarin:

-Din is a family man through and through. He would be dedicated to your relationship from the very beginning, and even more so now that you are married. If he has gotten into a serious partnership with you, especially if it happened after he found the child, it means that you are it for him, you are the love of his life, the parent of his kids, his clan, the only one he will ever have by his side. And it's useless to say that he is loyal to a fault, he will have your back against anything and anyone, come hell or high water, and he will protect you even on the smallest of things as if his life depended on it. Anything that is important to you automatically becomes top priority for him as well, and you will never want for anything as long as there is breath in his lungs. It can be a bit much at times, especially because he pretty much puts you on a pedestal, but it's not as if he wants you to be perfect, he knows your faults and embraces them, he just can't help but be adoring of every single part of you.

With him, you will never even have a chance to look down on yourself, you and Grogu are the best thing that could have ever happened to him, and he will remind you of that until his voice gets hoarse if he thinks you don't believe it.

-Din is not big on celebrations, but he always does something to make you feel appreciated, and he remembers all of them. Even if he doesn't bring you anywhere fancy, he knows quite a few beautiful and secluded spots, where the two of you can simply bask in each other's presence and be at peace. A simple but thought out gift he remembers you like, your favourite song in the background, any type of food you like the most. He's observant and he knows you like the back of his hand, so rest assured, the entire day will be tailored to fit your mood and preferences. And if you do something for him? Stars, you just might kill him. No, his voice isn't shaking, he's fine, don't worry he just needs a minute.

-Din never raises his voice at you, and he has the patience of a saint, but he isn't great at expressing his own thoughts and feelings. He listens to everything you have to say, and because of how much he respects you and values your opinion, he always takes the points you make into consideration with great attention. Din hates fighting with you and he isn't afraid to admit when he's in the wrong, so usually arguments end fairly easily, but he also isn't afraid to stand his ground, which is where most of your troubles reside. If he has listened to your perspective and still thinks he's right, he can come across as a little… patronizing. He would never believe himself better than you of course, quite the opposite, but he can at times sound curt or dismissive, even when he doesn't mean to be. Just tell him that, and he will be more than willing to try and express himself better, you might have to help him with it tho.

-Din proposed to you almost out of the blue, you probably wouldn't expect it, and he might not even have a ring on him, but his speech would be so heartfelt and honest that you might have a hard time holding back tears (and honestly, once you say yes he would too, you just wouldn't be able to see it). I imagine it would happen something like this: he came home from a job that had dragged on for a little too long, ready to just collapse somewhere on the floor of the Crest, and forgetting in his tiredness that he is not alone anymore. He would be almost taken aback once he opens the door, finding the lights still on and you, with the child held tightly in your arms, asleep on his chair in the cockpit, clearly having tried to stay up to wait for him. It would be a sudden but gentle realization, that now he has everything he has ever wanted and never thought he could have, that you are his family, and he has to officialise that, he has to properly make you a clan of three. And oh is he itching to rip off his helmet and finally let you see him. Altho he would rather do things properly, because you deserve nothing less, he’d just have to ask you right in that moment.

Any jealousy Din might have would evaporate once you get married, but please, do flaunt your ring, he will melt.

-There's not much space for domesticity in the life of a bounty hunter, nor is it a Mandalorian specialty, but against all odds, Din craves it more than anything. You are his home, and he tries his damn hardest to be the same for you, and he's quite the natural at it, although the last time he's experienced it himself has been way back when he still had his parents, so he is a little rusty.

Chores are swiftly dealt with, he'd much rather do it all himself than make you do it, and he rarely accepts help unless he's basically dead on his feet and things can't wait, because he's stubborn like that. But if you were to cook for him and the kid? And he could watch you do it? And maybe you have some music playing in the background? And stars forbid there's a smile on your face? Din is convinced he has died at some point and this is heaven, and he doesn't deserve it at all but you're clearly an angel and for some reason you care for him and he really hopes reincarnation isn't a thing because he wants to stay here with you for the rest of eternity. It's dramatic and he will never say it out loud, not like that at least, but he's sentimental at heart.

On the topic of kids, do I even have to say it? Din is more than willing to expand your family, especially if you were to somewhat settle down, and as we've all seen, he's a great dad.

Poe Dameron:

-Poe would be an amazing husband. Affectionate to a fault, Poe is a very tactile person, which translates to him being quite physical in his demonstrations of love.  If he can, he will always stand or sit close to you, feeling more at ease while sharing your space, and if you aren't uncomfortable, there would definitely be some hand-holding, or you could even sit in his lap honestly, he'd be happy about it.

He'd give you his arm when you are tired so that you can rest your weight on him, wrap an arm around your shoulders or waist when you're walking together, lift you up and down from high places, especially when it comes to you climbing into a ship, especially if it is his ship (Yes, he knows very well that you are more than capable of doing things like this on your own, doesn't mean he can't dedicate his life to making it easier tho); He would offer you his hand to hold onto if you're walking on unsteady ground so that you won't risk falling, he would surprise hug you so much you'd come to expect it anytime (but really, the surprise part was just an excuse so it's not like he's gonna stop), would hoist you over his shoulders if you were ever too short to see or reach something, and give you piggy back rides at absolutely any time.

-Poe is also a very passionate and very charming man. You could be married for a hundred years, and he would still treat you as if he was trying to win you over, every chance he has to court you, he's gonna take it. Which is exactly why he thrives when it comes to celebrations and anniversaries. Flowers find you anytime he has a chance to go pick/buy any, which is far less often than he'd like given his position in the Resistance, but travelling so much means that he has a good excuse, every planet warrants at least one new bouquet to gift you.

He will either leave them somewhere for you to find, like on your bedside table when you wake up, or give them to you personally, while trying to wait until things have calmed down and not immediately after he is done embracing you when he returns to base. Both options are accompanied by a note he has written while away, whether the note is going to be extremely lovesick or downright flirty depends heavily on his mood at the time, and if your cheeks are going to be flaming hot by the end of them... well, that depends on your willpower.

Speaking of which, you might start to associate the flowers to a promise of safe return, and picking up on it, Poe will gift you a beautiful, specially commissioned pendant that has both of your favourite flowers on it, that can immortalise without withering his promise to be by your side until his dying day.

Also anything interesting he might see while travelling will be brought back to you, from clothes to special types of local chocolate to anything that correlates to a hobby of yours. Or, truth be told, anything that reminds him of you, and that is a lot of things, but he might keep some of those for himself, just to have a piece of you to hold close to his heart when he can't hold you.

-Poe hates arguing; sure, playful teasing or loving banter are his bread and butter, but actual fights make him more sad than angry.  Of course, disagreements happen, and Poe is more than willing to listen to your point of view, before swiftly changing the subject and letting it be water under the bridge.  Honestly, maybe influenced by his parents relationship, Poe believes in a somewhat fairytale-like kind of love, and most of the time he does manage to make it a reality, other times... well, sometimes fights just can't be avoided, especially when it comes to someone as impulsive as he is. He always finds a way to make it up to you tho, so that's good.

-Poe proposed to you after a dangerous mission that almost ended terribly wrong, with either you or him getting out of it by the skin of your teeth. He'd have been keeping the ring he had intended to propose with for the past couple of months, right in the breast pocket of his pilot suit, where his heart is. He'd had a grand proposal in mind, one that would be romantic and memorable, but never found the right time.

That all went out the ship the moment he got slapped right in the face with the reminder of just how possible it is for either one of you to not come back for the night, to die, and just like that, leave behind your relationship and your love, and all that you have been together. He didn't even let his feet touch the ground after jumping out of his X-wing before he went down on his knees. He of all people should know, that no time is better then right now, with his heart in his hands.

Now, it might come as a little bit of a surprise, but Poe isn't a jealous man, and not only because he is almost always draped over you in one way or another, but because he is incredibly sure that the two of you are soulmates. On the same note, there's absolutely no reason for you to worry either, while he might have been a bit of a flirt before, it all stopped the moment he took interest in you. Also, everybody knows that you belong to each other, and not just because the entire Resistance was invited to your wedding, but because Poe's absolute favourite topic of conversation is you. And if you're wondering, BB-8 was both the ring bearer and the flower girl at your wedding.

Speaking of rings, being a pilot Poe can't wear his on his finger, not that he would have anyway, when it looks so perfect on the same necklace that holds his mother's ring, right in front of it, with your name carved on the inside on display.

-Poe, as I've said before, is pretty much a hopeless romantic, so domestic life is definitely right up his alley. He knows how to cook, and he does so rather well, and with as happy as he is to prepare you homemade candlelit dinners, he attunes himself to your taste so much he could very well be considered your personal five stars chef. With Poe’s positive attitude towards pretty much anything, chores are definitely not something to be dreaded in your house. Stopping to dance and sing at some point or another is basically a requirement, and pillow fights are far more common than they should be for high ranking members of the Resistance, but it's so fun and lighthearted that time will run by just as fast as if you were out on a date.

Poe would love nothing more than to start a family with you, but you're both still young, and he is in no rush. Ideally, the two of you won't have to wait too long until your victory will once again bring stability to the Galaxy, and you could settle down on a beautiful planet (Yavin 4 sounds great to him) where you'd have all the stability needed to raise your children.

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[mando-din-lorian]

I love the headcanon that the Armorer is Din’s buir. Poor boi is getting scolded. He didn’t finish his chores

#I love it #so much #he got his droning tone from her #one of my fav headcanons #din djarin #the mandalorian #mando #fan art #my art #the armorer

[constellation-em]

Being a Mandalorian on Din's Ship

Oh yeah, and you're secretly in love with each other.

While you don’t believe in keeping the helmet on as part of the Creed, you still do so as a sign of respect for Din. 

It took you guys approximately three months to stop calling each other Mando or “Hey you!”

You installed a radio in the cockpit, but Din only wants to listen to orchestra music. The radio was suspiciously broken within a week, and you definitely have no idea what happened to it. Definitely. 

You have nicknames to call each other in public. You call him Mando, and he calls you Scout. 

Sometimes when you’re in really busy markets, he’ll grab onto your arm to keep you from getting swept away. He knows that realistically you won’t, because you’re a strong warrior, but he worries anyway. 

Din doesn’t know when his birthday is (and doesn’t care), so you picked a day to celebrate. 

Knowing full well the importance of gifting weapons in Mandalorian culture, (they often accompany a marriage proposal), you bought Din a new blaster for his birthday. He got weird and quiet for a few days, and then presented you with a beskar necklace with his signet on it. While your helmet covers your face, you’re sure he knows you were crying. 

You’ll often sit in complete silence for hours at a time in the cockpit, especially when in hyperspace. 

Speaking of hyperspace, it gets cold as balls when you’re travelling in it. One time when Din noticed how cold you were he grabbed an extra cape of his and wrapped it around your shoulders. 

Sometimes you catch him staring at you, but he claims he’s looking out a side window. You know better. If he was just looking out the window, why did he whip his head back forward as soon as you looked at him?

He knows you don’t like wearing your helmet 24/7, so sometimes he tells you when he’ll be in his room so you can have time with it off. You’re not used to wearing it so much and it’s started giving you headaches. 

One time when you were at a cafe chasing a bounty, someone started hitting on you very aggressively. You lied to the guy and said you had a boyfriend, to which he replied that he bet he “could treat you so much better than him”. Din appeared practically out of nowhere, told the man “I doubt that.” and just walked away arm in arm with you. You held on to eachother the entire walk back to the ship. You didn’t get the bounty that day, and you never talked about that moment. 

You’ve noticed that sometimes when you step into the cockpit, if his helmet is off he’s started taking a little bit longer to put it back on. As if he’s inching himself closer to showing you his face. You’re too afraid to ask. 

You’ve never seen his face, but he’s seen yours once; the day you met. He told you about his belief in the Creed, and you replied that if you were going to live on his ship, you would live by his tenants. He seemed surprised by that, but later told you he respects you strongly for it. 

You grew up Mandalorian, just not in as strict a covert as his. You were never bound to cover your face, and you were not a foundling. That being said, you’ve come to appreciate the power behind a united force of just being “Mando” to strangers. 

Your contract was initially for only six months, but when your time was up you just… kept working and living on the ship. You never talked about extending it, it was just unsaid that you would continue being there. 

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[djarinsphere]

but when din walked through those palace halls with his armour wet from the rain, i was ready to throw myself to my knees in front of him

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[cherry-writes-yanderes]

“Stay still.”

You couldn’t help it, it wasn’t exactly comfortable sitting in the lap of someone with full armor on. His deep, slightly crackled voice in your ear was another reason you couldn’t sit still. The cool beskar was pressing on your skin as you heard him let out a deep sigh, causing you to shiver slightly. “You said you wanted to try this with someone... Why not me?” He asked softly. You could feel his eyes burning through your skin, staring into your soul. You hesitated to answer as your eyes wandered over to the blaster on the floor and the Amban sniper rifle still attached to his back. This man was indeed dangerous, your brain scrambled with thoughts of how many ways this man could kill you. But instead, he chose to grab you by the hips and put you in his lap. Another sigh, this one a sigh of comfort, comes from his voice filter, his gloved hands rubbing your hips with a gentleness you never knew Mandalorians had.

“You won’t be trying this with anyone else.” He ordered, his voice still soft as not to wake the Child.

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[imnotselfryed]

hi there👋🏼 I saw your pinned post and I thought I should pop by with a request;

non-sexual touches with Din Djarin. maybe like he's showing reader how to fly the ship or he's helping her grab something from the top shelf and his hand's on the small of her back. idk, i just find it cute

I'll totally understand if you ignore this tho

Of course Anon! Din is just so AGSHSHSJ

Touches [d. djarin headcanons]

word count: 363

content/warnings: tooth rotting fluff

If you were to ever try to reach for a cup or something from the top shelf and you're like “damn it” and call for him, guarantee he’ll probably chuckle at you and with EASE?! gets the cup down for you.

he’ll hold the lower part of your back so you don’t try to hurt yourself and reach for it again

for sure will pick you up a bit to move you over so he can get the cup

after he gets it and hands it to you, he’ll even give you a peck on your forehead or a forehead touch (if he didn't have the helmet)😻

SPEAKING OF FOREHEAD TOUCHES

since my guy is super touch starved (i just know), and he can’t always take his helmet off, he does these super cute forehead touches where its either a small soft tap to your temple or putting his helmet to your forehead is how he shows his love

And oh boy if you guys are out in public HAHA where tf do you think you're going??

if you're in the market 100% no money back guarantee he’ll have his hand on your waist while walking and tighten his grip on it if something doesn’t feel right

he’ll also be right behind you if you have to actually shop and he is side eyeing everyone

you're hand will also be right in his as you walk

because you're his top priority (beside lil gogurt)

omg he’d absolutely adore teaching you how to fly the ship or use his pulse rifle

like he’d hold his hand on yours, what you're supposed to press, etc

nah but if you're sitting on his lap while flying the ship his arms are wrapped around you while you're (probably) wreaking havoc driving that thing like he’d be so proud

and if you shoot something with the rifle after learning how (especially at targets) HE’D BE LIKE “*SNIFFLES* THAT'S MY GIRL”

If it's now night and you're just cuddlin’ being cute while gogurt is sleeping in his hammock, he’ll probably play with your hair (long or short) he’ll run his fingers through it to help you relax <3

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[thefrogdalorian]

Flowers for My Mandalorian

(Valentine's Day Din Djarin Imagines)

It's been a busy few months for you and Din, you want to do something small but significant to show him how much he means to you.

You haven't told him your feelings for him but you suspect he feels the same. You've noticed the way he takes every opportunity to stand close to you. The way his gloved hands linger a beat longer than you would expect a friend's to...

Even though you aren't together, you decide to surprise Din with a bunch of freshly picked flowers for Valentine's Day (or the Star Wars equivalent, the Festival of Love).

You hand Din the flowers, but there is no audible response - save for a deep intake of breath and his hand twitching by his side.

Din tells you that he has never heard of such a celebration before and to you, he seems a little confused at the beautiful bouquet you presented him with.

At first, you panic. You're worried that you somehow offended him. Do Mandalorians not celebrate the Festival of Love? Is it against their Creed?

In reality, Din is relieved that you can't see how much he's blushing furiously beneath his helmet.

The next Festival of Love, the first one you'll celebrate as a couple, you decide to bake him cookies in your cabin on Nevarro while he's out running errands in town.

Except, before he returns and when your back is turned, a certain mischievous child eats all of them.

Fortunately, Din saves the day by surprising you with a bouquet of flowers he picked himself to thank you for your gesture the year before.

After putting Grogu to bed when he crashes from his sugar high, you and Din spend the rest of the evening baking cookies together.

Somehow, despite his clumsiness in the kitchen, you manage to create something edible.

You fall asleep on the couch after an evening spent cuddling together with a full stomach, curled happily into the side of your flour-covered Mandalorian.

#din djarin #din djarin headcanons #din djarin imagine #din djarin fluff #din djarin x reader #mando x reader #the mandalorian x reader #i watched 20 mins of Notting Hill and this was the result goodbye too much cheese for today #bake cookies with me din djarin... din djarin bake cookies with me..... bake cookies with me din djarin....... #din djarin brainrot #<- it's severe today i'm down horrendously #anyway goodnight #just wanted to treat you lot to some din fluff before i went to sleeeeeeep since my other fic was mature lol <3 #din thoughts

[oliviajdjarin]

Din Djarin: Good

Pairing: Din Djarin x fem!reader

Summary: He was the only one you ever told your weakness to, and yet he wasn’t good enough to shield you from it.

off-canon version of Season 2 Episode 3 titled “The Heiress.”

Warnings: Din is insecure, reader is also insecure, Din is described as taller than reader, reader almost drowns, din is a simp, reader gets checked out, jealousy, coughing up water, descriptions of a neck snapping, chest compressions, but a happy ending.

A/N: Thank you for your request @ione-23. I really hope this is what you were looking for.

Din Djarin Masterlist

(gif gotten from Pinterest)

Of all the words that Din Djarin could describe himself with, good would not be one of them.

He had killed people. Good people. And for what? A couple of credits? A warm meal? One less creak in the Crest’s walls?

He wasn’t good. He was a surviver.

Until he met you.

The day you agreed to be his partner, you unlocked something deep inside his chest, deeper than the kid could manage to worm himself into, and he started to see himself as more…neutral.

He wasn’t good, but he wasn’t bad enough to make you leave, and that was good enough for him.

It was scary, the lengths at which he would throw himself to keep you with him. By his side.

He didn’t know it was possible to crave another person, but you had him entranced by not just your looks and mind, but by your heart.

“There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for that kid,” you said to him after he explained just how much work getting the baby back to his own kind would be. “And there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you.”

Relief had flooded him, as well as another feeling that had his brain screaming to pry himself away from you before he let it take root.

You had taught him how to trust someone, talk to someone, need someone, and you had shown him that that wasn’t a weakness at all.

Unless, of course, the people you were trusting were half a dozen Quarren fishermen who were all too eager to take the three of you on their boat.

He should have trusted his gut, but you had managed to pry that open too.

“It’ll be fine,” you had assured him. “Not everyone in the galaxy is actively plotting against us. Some may actually want to be helpful.”

It was the way you had looked into his eyes as you spoke, resting your palms on his chest plate so he was forced to look down at your perfect face, that really got him. You could ask the world of him, to throw everything he had ever been and ever will be away for you, and he would find himself saying yes. Without a doubt in his mind.

“They will take a us to a Mandalorian. What better chance would we have of finding one without them?”

You spoke to him like you did late at night on the Crest: softly, intimately, and with understanding in your eyes, and it weakened his knees.

“Okay,” he responded, and his stomach fluttered at the way your eyes glowed.

“Okay,” you said, and walked through the cantina to tell the Quarren his boat would have two extra passengers.

He watched as the fisherman’s eyes raked down your body as you walked, and the flutter in his stomach quickly turned to nausea.

He trusted you, probably too much, but he couldn’t shake the pit of dread in his stomach. Something was off about this, but he forced himself to swallow it down and ignore it.

He trusted you. That should have been enough.

~*~

Din could feel the thickness of the salt in the air through his helmet, and the constant movement of the crew members made him more than uneasy. He kept his eye on the water to steady himself, but he kept an eye on both you and the kid through his peripheral vision.

It was the only way he could continue to breathe.

“Hey,” you said beside him, and he looked to his left to meet your gaze. You always had a way of finding his eyes under all that armor.

“It’s alright, we’re almost there.”

You squeezed his leather covered hand and smiled at him softly before walking over to the kid’s pram. The kid’s arms waved in excitement, and he released a cry of joy.

If there was one thing that could undo him more than anything, it was seeing you with that baby.

He felt himself smile at the sight of you tickling the baby’s belly and the sound of your combined laughs.

His Clan.

The tightness in his muscles and the thickness in his throat eased for one precious moment, before the voice of a Quarren filled his ears.

“You ever see a momacore eat?”

The male leaned against the side of the boat as he spoke, spreading his legs and broadening his shoulders as he did so.

It was that movement that spurred Din to make his six-foot frame that much more obvious. The male wasn’t even half his width, and a picture of the male’s neck squeezed between his leathered hands while he gasped for air—

“The child might take an interest,” the male continued, “or the lady.”

The lady.

His lady.

“Sure. Why not,” you replied with an awkward sounding laugh, and led the kid’s pram to the edge of the water-hole.

“You comin’ Mando?” you questioned softly, and tilted your head slightly to the side.

He swallowed. Your head always did that when you asked him a question. It was endearing enough to center himself, and he exhaled deeply.

He nodded, and the corner of your mouth lifted into a genuine smile.

“Come on over,” the fisherman said and gestured to the massive hole in the center of the ship. The creature inside had to have been bigger than Din had ever seen. “Get a good look, let the kid see.”

You stepped closer, peering over the ledge, and the wooden floor creaked under Din’s weight as he reached for your forearm.

“Hey,” he said, sharper than he intended, “be careful.”

He hated the flicker of fear in your eyes.

“I will,” you responded, with understanding once again lacing your voice.

He loosened his grip on you, and let his hand drop to the side.

Relax.

The Quarren brought a net full of fish over the edge of the water, and dropped them all into the center. The water began to bubble with white foam, and both you and the kid leaned a bit closer to see the creature finally show itself.

“She must be hungry,” the male said, and the child cooed in curiosity.

“Oftentimes we will feed her in the early morning, but we missed that cause we were going out of port—”

Din’s body moved before his brain did.

One second, he was watching you and the kid be viciously shoved into the water and instantly swallowed by a mass of teeth and fangs.

And the next, he was diving in after you, with words you had spoken to him months ago as the only sound in his mind.

“I have no weaknesses, Djarin,” you mumbled to him. The flashes of hyperspace coated your skin like a blanket, nearly knocking Din from his feet.

No matter how many times you said his name, in any variation, he would never get used to it.

“None? None at all?” he replied with a rare chuckle.

“Nope. Nothing,” you respond, and he ignored the way your dimples were shining. “Except water. I hate water.”

“Water?”

“Yes. I never learned how to swim. It comes with living on Tattooine.”

He grunted in acknowledgement.

“If you ever tell anyone that, Din Djarin, I’ll steal the Crest for myself and take the kid with me.”

“Point taken,” he replied, “I don’t know what I’d do without you two.”

“You’d survive.”

“No I wouldn’t.”

The memory was pulled away from him as he hit the frigid water, and swam as far down as he could.

All there was was blackness and abyss, and the weight of his armor forced him to swim back to the surface.

“Except water. I hate water.”

He sucked in a breath and grasped the cage as tightly as he could to keep himself upright. The heaviness of the beskar threatened to pull him down with you.

He had never felt so panicked in his life.

“I never learned how to swim.”

You were down there. The kid was down there. Drowning. Alone in the stomach of maker knows what.

He wanted to join you, or at least take your place.

The Quarren began hitting his hands with their fishing poles to try to get him to sink down with you, and for the first time in a long time, Din Djarin had no idea what to do.

If he stayed where he was, you and the kid would drown, but if he swam to get you, it was highly likely that all three of you would drown. His heart pounded so loud that a thought as logical as that drained him.

His arms ached. The poles hurt and the weight of his body was too much.

Would the infamous Mandalorian resort to begging? You had already been under for too long, and the Quarren were not letting up.

He would. In a heartbeat. He couldnt lose you. Now that he got a taste of what being happy feels like, he couldn’t take the fall of going back. He wouldn’t survive it.

“You’d survive.”

“No I wouldn’t.”

He brought just enough air into his lungs to bring his pleas to his lips, offering the males anything they wanted, but sudden bursts of blaster fire began to echo in the chamber. Grunts and shouts continued as the cage opened, and Din was pulled from his watery grave.

“Save—save them,” he choked to the stranger. “Save her. My child—”

“Don’t worry brother,” the woman replied, “we’ve got this.”

A Mandalorian. He was speaking to a Mandalorian.

It was frightening how little he cared.

His eyes were glued to the water as another female dove in after you, fearlessly. More blaster shots rang out from the black water, and the woman who had spoke to him kept her hand pressed on his shoulder to keep him still.

Every creak and rock of the boat threatened to send him over the edge.

You needed him, and he wasn’t there. He was sitting and watching.

Useless. He was utterly useless.

Suddenly, a sound similar to an engine roared from under the water, and the female shot into the sky with both you and the kid in her arms. Luckily the kid had closed his pram before being swallowed by the monster, but you didn’t have such luck.

The woman landed roughly and laid you down to rip open the child’s pram. He cooed at Din when he saw him again, and half of Din’s heart felt full again.

The other half was laying on the cold, wet ground, not breathing.

“Cyare,” he mumbled, and ripped the Mandalorian’s iron grip off of his shoulder. His soaking boots stomped across the floor as he ran to you and fell to his knees at your side.

“She’s not breathing,” the woman stated, and Din’s eyes were locked on your solemn face.

He could pretend you were sleeping, that you both were sleeping, and that he’d wake up to you only feet away from him. Happy. Healthy.

“Come on,” he pleaded to no one but himself. “Wake up. Wake up Y/N.”

He rocked your body side to side, desperate for any movement or intake of breath, but there was nothing.

“We have to do chest compressions. Now,” the woman said sternly, and placed her hands over your chest.

“Don’t touch her,” Din responded, and the woman went as still as death. “I’m doing it.”

The woman stepped away hesitantly, and Din pressed his palms against you gently.

“I don’t want to hurt you. Please don’t let me hurt you,” he mumbled. The difference in his tone with you was apparent. He sucked in a shallow breath and pressed down.

The intake of air you let out was like music, and it was as if he had entered his body again.

You lurched forward, coughing up buckets and buckets of water, and Din stroked down your spine as you did. He could hear how painful it was for you.

“Breathe cyare,” he whispered. “Just breathe. You’re okay.”

He took deep breaths with you, guiding you, and you held tightly to his forearm. Your eyes were glassy and your lungs were not yet cleared, but you were alive.

As your breaths evened out, you wiped your nose and looked up at him. Your eyes trailed over his helmet, and you brought your free hand up to his neck.

“You jumped in after me,” you said, a small smirk on your face, and ran your fingers over the soaked fabric of his undershirt. “Didn’t you?”

He nodded slowly, and let you press your cold fingers against his pulse point. The skin there was sticky from the water, but it was warm from his body heat. It sent a chill down his arms, and his eyes fluttered shut.

You needed to feel his skin and his heartbeat to know that he was really there, that you didn’t drown. You were alive, and you needed him.

Your eyes moved to the figures standing behind him, and widened at their familiar looking helmets.

“D—Mando, how—”

“No,” he replied, and grasped the back of your head. “Stay here, just for a minute. With me.”

He pulled you closer to him and rested his forehead against yours. You flinched at first, likely feeling the burn of the cold metal, but you relaxed into it and placed your hands on his chest.

He wanted you to look at him, only him, not them, and you smiled into the embrace.

He knew you knew what he was doing, and he knew the Mandalorians behind him knew what he was doing, but he couldn’t have cared less.

He wasn’t good, or kind, or deserving, but he had you, and that was enough.

“My Y/N,” he mumbled, and you hummed.

“There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you.”

Tag list: (I have not written for Din in a while, so If your tag is either not here or messed up I do apologize. Id love to add new people :)

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[brewsterispunkk]

Mando Fic Recs🖤

as always: all credit goes to the authors. these are just works ive thoroughly enjoyed and am just trying to share them and give them exposure!

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• @charnelhouse ‘s mando masterlist ~~~ i wish i could pick just one fic to recommend but the truth is that these are all god-tier. no skips.

• king of cups by @gaiuswrites ~~~this series is amazing. i binged it in like one sitting a while back.

•mutual by @the-scandalorian ~~~ all of this writer’s work is fantastic, but this one especially!

• nighthawks by @pedros-mustache ~~~ I’ve followed this story for like a year, and it’s absolutely amazing. flawless. they do enemies to lovers so so SO well.

• healing pains & road to recovery by @liltangerineart ~~~ so so cute. the PINING. amazing.

• literally everything by @absurdthirst ~~~ this masterlist is just *chefs kiss*. Sweet and smutty and all of the above.

• silent voice by @writeforfandoms ~~~ sweet din with plus size!reader.

• lighthouse by @mandoblowmybackout ~~~ din falls in love. thats it thats the fic.

• reunion by @whirlybirbs ~~~ friends to lovers and a reunion with our beloved . this one is so good.

• maybe it’s a sign by @outercrasis ~~~ modern!din & a road trip. i think about this one at least once weekly.

• silence in the stars by @moralesispunk ~~~ post-grogu softness and hurt/comfort. amazing.

• of constellations and creeds by @ithinkhesgaybutwesavedmufasa ~~~ ive reread this multiple times and every time it hits. a must read.

•and, of course the obvious: rough day by @no-droids

#pedro pascal #jose pedro balmaceda pascal #the mandalorian fanfiction #the mandolorian season 2 #mando imagine #mando #mando and grogu #mando x you #mando x reader #the mandalorian x you #the mandalorian imagine #din djarin imagine #din djarin x reader #din djarin x f!reader #din x y/n #din djarin smut #din djarin headcanon #din darjin #din x reader

[mandaloriandragontrainer]

Callum is definitely going to be one of those husbands who refers to his wife as “my bride” even after they’ve been married for years.

#am I wrong? no #the dragon prince #callum #rayla #rayllum #tdp headcanons #soft fluffy rayllum headcanons #mando ramblo

[cilil]

𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞!𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 - 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝒾𝓇𝓈

Characters: Manwë, Varda, Oromë, Námo and Irmo; reader's gender is unspecified - all up to your imagination~

Featuring: Dom/sub dynamics/undertones, predator/prey kink, soul sex

Warnings: Possessive themes, bit of rough foreplay and sex, smut/suggestive

Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who voted on my recent polls. I'll be trying out a bit of a new format, combining headcanons with small scenes/imagines, with this one and hope you'll find it enjoyable. If there are other characters you'd like to see for this, feel free to suggest and keep an eye out for future polls!♡

Manwë

ଘ The Elder King is a romantic lover and enjoys courting you, though even during these early stages he finds ways to subtly claim you for himself: He showers you with gifts like jewellery with sapphires (his signature gemstone), robes in his colours, objects decorated with feathers or bird-shaped items and writes poetry for you which he recites and sings for you both in private and in public.

ଘ Once Manwë has successfully conquered your heart, he makes sure to publicly display his affection for you by making you sit on his lap, kissing you and wrapping his wings around you at every opportunity.

ଘ In the bedroom, little remains of Manwë's calm, serene demeanour. He loves marking your body with his talons, covering you in love bites and engaging in breath play to make you feel just how much you need his element - need him.

ଘ Manwë has a breeding kink that gets particularly strong when he's in heat or nearing it and loves filling you up to make sure that his essence remains inside you as long as possible and his scent stays on you, deterring any other suitors from approaching you.

. . . . . ◟੭. . . . . ◟੭. . . . . ◟੭

Your lips part to release a soft gasp when Manwë pulls you closer and presses open-mouthed kisses to the side of your neck, biting and sucking gently to leave blossoming marks. His mighty talons draw patterns on the naked skin of your back, causing you to arch and lean into his embrace; he is careful not to hurt you, though you already know you will be covered in thin red lines once he's done with you. 

"My little dove," Manwë croons between kisses, his voice deceptively soft; he caresses you like a warm, gentle breeze, though you know a mighty storm is slumbering underneath his calm exterior, ready to be unleashed, should anyone else attempt to touch what is his.

"Yours," you whisper. Your hands claws at his robes as Manwë continues to mark you as his for all to see; the Elder King's mate and lover that no other would ever dare to lay claim to.

Varda

✧ The Queen of Stars is often absent from the daily affairs of Valinor in favour of tending to her creations in the depths of Eä, but she makes sure everyone knows exactly who you belong to even when she's not present.

✧ Varda loves giving you pretty necklaces, bracelets and other jewellery adorned with charms that are filled with her starlight, protecting you and burning anyone who attempts to touch you without her permission.

✧ When she makes love to you, she ensures that you will remember her touch and others see the marks she left on you as will - in case anyone was doubting that you are hers - by painting luminous constellations on your skin with her fingers, twinkling little stars reminiscent of notes in a song of her love for you.

✧ Varda also gives you water from her wells to drink, enjoying the thought of her essence filling you and providing you with light and refreshment. She will stop at nothing to make sure the powers of darkness and evil stay far away from you.

. . . . . ◟੭. . . . . ◟੭. . . . . ◟੭

"Hold still, my little light," the Queen orders, pushing you down and into the soft sheets of her bed with gentle authority. 

You blink nervously when you see the tip of her index finger glowing with sacred, primordial light, ready to paint the canvas of your bare chest with tiny, glittering stars. 

"Will it hurt?" 

Varda smiles and leans down to kiss your brow. "Of course not. There is no evil in your heart, dearest; my light would never hurt you." 

Her starlit touch is hot, and for a moment you fear it'll sear your skin, but as soon as she begins caressing you, reminiscent of the gentle strokes of a paintbrush, the sensation changes to a comfortable heat. You raise your head to watch as she turns you into another one of her masterpieces, and your beloved Queen looks pleased whenever her nimble fingers elicit small noises from you, her luminous eyes holding your gaze while she slowly works her way lower and lower. 

Oromë

♘ Oromë is a hunter with all his heart, so once he has caught you, he certainly won't let anyone take away his favourite prey. He loves giving you trophies from his hunting trips to wear as accessories, a not-so-subtle message to all that you now belong to him.

♘ But that won't satisfy him for too long. The huntsman of the Valar is a wild and passionate lover and covers you in bite and scratch marks every time he takes you, making sure they are visible too.

♘ Oromë loves all sorts of cuddling and physical affection and actively initiates it whenever an opportunity presents itself. While this is certainly done for his and your enjoyment, he also wants others to see that you are his and his alone and ensure that his scent will be all over you even when he isn't around, in order to ward off unwanted attention from other suitors. For the same reason, he also breeds you thoroughly.

♘ If you are a good little pet for him, Oromë will reward you with a lovely collar he made specifically for you, letting everyone know that he has claimed you and intends to keep you.

. . . . . ◟੭. . . . . ◟੭. . . . . ◟੭

Oromë's large hands hold on to your hips with a strong, bruising grip that has you whining into the moss below. You already know not to expect mercy whenever you play his favourite game of hunting and catching his prey, a symbolic earning of his right to claim you. 

"What a lovely little deer," Oromë purrs and leans forward to bite the juncture between your neck and shoulder while he enters you with the fierce determination of a feral beast. 

Your cries and moans only spur him on to thrust deeper and harder, his hands keeping you in place with the strength and steadiness of an experienced hunter. As far as you know, you two are alone in this part of his woods, yet something tells you that he wouldn't mind if one of the other hunting parties found you – to see him taking you, marking you, filling you with his seed to ensure that his scent you be on you for days to come. 

Námo

☯ The mark of a Fëantur may be subtle, though no less intense than those visible on your skin. Once Námo has taken you as his lover, he binds your fëa to his, leaving an echo of his song and a ghost of his touch with you wherever you go. Those proficient in ósanwe and/or attuned to spiritual matters feel the Doomsman's presence wherever you go, no more than one call through your bond away.

☯ Nevertheless, Námo knows that not all Incarnates are able to sense and heed his silent warning, so he also presents you with clothes and jewellery to adorn your body. He likes long, flowing robes in dark colours, veils and little charms shaped like crows and ravens, similar to his own attire, and greatly enjoys seeing you wearing those, an unmistakable sign of belonging to him.

☯ When he isn't present and you are outside of his halls, Námo may occasionally guide your fate in whichever way he sees fit to make sure you return safely. Those who attempt to harm you will face the Doomsman's wrath.

☯ Yet as much as he wishes to protect you, Námo wants nothing more than to own and mark you in the most intimate way possible - which is your fëa. Should you ever be slain, or once his need and longing overwhelm him, he will whisk you away to Mandos, keep you there until the end of the world and fill your spirit with his song and essence time and time again until you know no other than him.

. . . . . ◟੭. . . . . ◟੭. . . . . ◟੭

Cool lips kiss the nape of your neck when Námo takes you, slowly and deliberately, enjoying the way your smaller form trembles in his arms. He's sitting on his throne with you on his lap, your robes covering the illicit image of the Master of Fate penetrating you, yet the small moans falling from your lips and the movement of his hips betray the truth. 

"Let me have you," Námo whispers, and you know he wants more than to claim just your body, so you open your mind to him as well. 

The sensation of his fëa reaching out to touch and intertwine with yours is just as intense as the joining of your bodily forms. Your helpless noises increase in volume despite your best efforts to hold back, yet Námo doesn't seem to mind – in fact, you begin to suspect that he wants the residents of Mandos to look up at his throne and watch, so they will know who you belong to for all ages to come. 

Irmo

☾ No one has escaped the loving arms of the Lord of Dreams without remnants of glittering dream dust on their clothes and skin, and you are certainly no exception, quite the contrary: As Irmo's favourite little butterfly, he makes sure to touch, embrace and cuddle you to his heart's content, and ever since your courtship started, you feel like the dream dust has never left you again. He feigns innocence, yet you suspect that this is very much his intention, so everyone can see his touch upon you even when he isn't around.

☾ Irmo crafts a special dream catcher for you and makes sure you wear it at all times, an unmistakable sign of his love for you. It contains a small part of himself and his power, and he taps into it to ward off nightmares.

☾ He also likes entering your dreams, spending time with you there and, most importantly, ensuring that no other suitors may ever find their way there, because you belong to him and him alone. When you sleep in his gardens, you often wake up feeling his lips and hands kissing and caressing your body, leaving trails of dream dust and, at times, colourful patterns on your skin.

☾ As much as he enjoys claiming your body, he desires nothing more than to possess you in spirit as well, so that the union of your fëar leaves a permanent mark on your very being, filling you with his song and his essence.

. . . . . ◟੭. . . . . ◟੭. . . . . ◟੭

"Here? In the middle of your garden?" 

Irmo merely laughs in response and rolls you over on your back to climb on top of you, his iridescent butterfly wings fluttering excitedly. 

"Why not, my darling petal? Is our love not the fairest and most beautiful thing my garden has ever seen?" 

Glittering dream dust falls from his wings and hair as he leans forward to kiss you, and you soon find yourself feeling both soothed and excited by his presence and the comfortable weight of his fána on top of you. 

Sensing your emotions, Irmo's gentle hand sneaks between your legs and finds you willing and eager for him, ready to be taken. He breaks the kiss to gaze at your face, delighting in your blushing cheeks, half-lidded eyes and parted, wet lips, panting softly as you look up at him. 

"I will make love to you until you fall asleep in my arms," Irmo whispers, "and when you do, I will continue to make love to you in your dreams." 

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