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phantasmagoria-in-neverland · 1 year

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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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Kinktober 2022: October 31st

Day 31: Free For All - Hunter/Prey // Breeding

Mando x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: Hunter/Prey dynamics, fighting, ritualistic breeding, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, cock warming, clit play

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Your eyes close as hands start to strip off your layers. Removing them carefully and setting each piece off to the side reverently. One at a time in a ceremonial fashion as the weight comes off of you and a sense of vulnerability starts to settle over you.

“The tracking beacon will keep you safe.” The low hum of her modulator is meant to be comforting, but you hear the edge under it. The satisfaction in her “I will not use it unless you press the button.”

The bracelet she had attached to your wrist is the only thing you will wear. Beyond the shoes that are meant to protect your feet from the harsh terrain, you will have a mask in place of your helmet. Leaving you completely bare. Exposed.

Trembling slightly, you don’t miss the way that her fingers brush against your collar bone, barely touching the skin. “You will have an hour’s head start.” She reminds you, as if you hadn’t memorized the conditions that the Armorer had laid out when you were selected.

One hour. One hour to evade them. One hour to try and dodge the hunters that would be coming for you. The implant in your arm disabled and your cycle now consistent, you were being sent out to be captured. To be bred.

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The planet is barren, uninhabited after it had been virtually destroyed in the war's past. No one to observe the hunt, to watch as heavy armored Mandalorians hunt down a single bounty for pleasure, and sport. The ceremony behind this one that you are certain wouldn’t be understood beyond the Creed.

Warriors are needed. So many of your numbers have been depleted that the ways of old have been reestablished. You’ve been chosen for this. To be sent out and captured by the most capable hunter, filled with his seed to be bred so that you can carry his ad.

Slipping out of the cargo bay of the transport ship that had brought you here, you quickly make your way through the barren landscape, aware that the hunters will be kept on the ship until it is time. After the hour, they would be let loose, free to track you and use any means necessary to find you.

There is a forest in the distance. You know that they will automatically think that you have fled for the cover of the trees so you swing south of it. You had been allowed to study a scan of the terrain. There is a cave system that you hope to evade them for as long as possible. A hunt is only as thrilling as the challenge it provides.

It takes you most of your precious hour to reach the caves, the rocky terrain perfect for disappearing into. Making your way into the dark entrance carefully, not equipped with a light from your helmet. You are slow to creep in, cautiously making your way into the labyrinth that might be beyond the sunlight that penetrates only a few hundred feet into the entrance.

Jumping, you hear a loud alarm sound. The hour is up. Your heart starts to pound and you freeze where you are. Just behind a rocky outcrop that completely conceals you from what you can feel. The entrance of the cave is just barely visible from where you are and you don’t want to move too far in.

Adrenaline pricks in your system, making your senses tingle. Alert and searching for any sigh of someone coming. You had agreed that whoever caught you would plant their seed in your womb, leaving it up to chance who’s warrior you would carry. Even if you secretly had a favorite one, he might not be the one to sink into you.

Hours tick by. Maybe seconds. You can’t be sure. All you can manage is to barely keep your breathing from becoming too audible. Muffling your mouth with your hand at one point so you can’t give yourself away when you swear you hear a rock tumble outside. Straining to hear anything else, but the silence is too loud.

Maybe you are too close to the entrance. Maybe you should move deeper, conceal yourself farther within the cave. Turning your back to the entrance, you start to feel your way deeper into the inky darkness.

You don’t notice the movement. The footsteps silent as your own, your breathing covering the small amount of noise he does make. Even covered in armor and weapons, Mandalorians move like shadows, silent and swift.

Your gasp when he grabs you echoes around the cave. Turning and grabbing his arm, the light flashes on in your face, the thin protection of the mask not as strong as the helmet and your eyes squint under the bright light.

“You’re mine.” The deep modulated voice isn’t one that you are immediately familiar with, not placing it right away but the slight struggle brings his arm up and you recognize the burnt orange of his armor. It’s Kryet.

You wish you had your armor on, at least your boots. Something. His leather hands feel foreign and his armor cold against your skin as the two of you grapple. You’re at a disadvantage, just like you were meant to be when the concept had been born. His hand reaches for your wrist, for the bracelet. Your eyes widen slightly when you realize they’ve been told about it. That must be how they claim you. Pressing the button binds you to them.

Losing ground, you know you will have to submit soon, to yield to the fact that this is the hunter that caught the prey. The sound of a Rising Phoenix reverberates through the stone chamber and you see something hurtling towards you.

A giant figure crashes into Kryet, knocking him away from you and the two bodies hurtle deeper into the cave another few yards before crashing into the wall. Grunting and cursing is all you can hear. The deep bass of Paz rumbling out of the flashing lights and the shimmering light of a vibroblade.

“She is mine!” Paz growls, the clashing of steel rings out as he attacks the other Mandalorian to claim you.

You use their skirmish, their focus on one another to escape. Not bothering to be silent as you turn and race towards the entrance of the cave. The thin layer of protective rubber on your feet slaps against the stone floor of the cave and you rush out into the bright light of the planet’s surface.

Straight into another Mandalorian. More hunters than you had imagined decided to go towards the caves rather than the forest. Your eyes are still unaccusomed to the light so you can’t see who has a hold of you, the brightness blinding you more than the light in the cave.

“Easy.” His voice is low, but you hear him perfectly. Trapping you against his hard chest and making you hiss from the pure warmth that his armor seems to have. Slowly your eyes adjust and you see silver.

Din Djarin. He’s the Mandalorian that has you in his grip. You push away but the quick reflexes of the man who hunts bounties as his profession rather than just a tradition, keeps you right where you are.

There’s one moment, one split second where his visor is focused on you, silence between you. As if he’s waiting for something. And a split second where you could fight, but you just stare. You know your eyes are visible through the mask, although it’s still hard from anyone to see anything significant like eye color. Although it feels like he is looking right through your mask and is looking at your face.

Click. The tiny sound makes you look down. The light beeping on your bracelet and you realize that he had pressed the button while you were staring into his visor. You were his prize.

****

You had expected him to just take you right here. It was his right as the victor. His privilege to breed you just as soon as he wanted. So it surprised you when instead of pushing you down to the ground and climbing on top of you, he wraps his arm around your body and you feel yourself lift up into the air.

He has a Rising Phoenix. You remember that now, shooting up into the air and feeling the wind rushing across your skin while you leave the ground behind. He had been given it after the covert had to leave Nevarro.

The terrain sweeps by under you, several Mandalorians rising into the sky on their own Rising Phoenix as they head back to the transport. Which is not where you are going. You are headed away from it, away from the hunters who hadn’t found you.

You don’t know where you are going, the trees giving way to fields of grass. Feeling the rockets strapped to his back slow down, feeling him guide you to the ground and setting you down with nothing more than a small jolt.

It might be the fact that you had literally run into him, giving him his prize but you wonder what Din looks like as he hunts. Not that there is anywhere to run, but you have the urge to turn and flee. To continue the game.

He must see something in your body language. Some tensing in your muscles because his head turns, looking out over the field and then back at you, shoulders tense and his hands flinching slightly. “Make it over the hill and you are in control.” He says simply, making your stomach churn in anticipation with one sentence.

You take off without warning, a bark of laughter catching you off guard behind you. You don’t think he actually expected you to do it, but seconds later, you hear the heavy thud of his boots as he gives chase.

One thing about not having heavy armor weighing you down is that you are faster without it. Your feet seemingly float as you race through the tall grass, the hill in question so close that you feel like you are going to make it.

Until you feel him, right behind you a mere second before his body is pushing yours down to the ground. The weight of him pressing you down into the ground and you are already feeling the slick starting to gather between your thighs. The rush of the chase and the surprising thrill of being captured has settled into your belly and turned you on.

“Still caught.” The grunted comment shoots straight through your body and makes your cunt clench down around nothing. He shuffles, moving back and you push your knees up under you. Giving him a good view of your cunt and your ass if he wants to take you in this position.

“Maybe I wanted to be caught.” You toss your head and know that you could squirm away, the hold he had on you gone as he shuffled back to his knees. His chuckle catches you off guard, almost unheard beneath the clinks of his ammo belt as he unclips it to let it fall from his chest. The jet pack is already laying in the grass beside you.

This is it. You are going to take him and be bred by Din Djarin under the sky of your old home world. Now uninhabited but maybe one day. One day your people will roam again. For now you will let him plant his seed in your womb and pray on the Creed that it takes swiftly.

His hand caresses your ass, slapping it lightly and making you bite your lip. “How do you want it, Mesh’la?” He asks as his hand strokes your ass again and you realize that he’s not wearing a glove. You are feeling his bare hand.

“Just like this.” You demand, rocking your hips back and biting your lip under the mask. You want to feel him, have him fill you and spill deep. There isn’t an implant to keep you safe and you know that you are fertile. You know that this warrior will give you a child. “Breed me, Djarin.”

There is a slightly choked noise from him, an rustling of fabric and then you feel the blunt head of his cock sliding through your folds. A low growl coming out from his modulator as he pushes inside you.

The stretch is delicious, making you keen as your back arches. The walls of your cunt give way to the invasion of his thick length as he fills you. Sliding smoothly forward until he’s buried, hitting the back wall of your body and groaning as his hands grip your hips harshly.

Your eyes roll back, shuddering slightly while your fingers curl into the grass. Hips pushing forward from the force that he is grinding into you, the loud groan rolling through you. “Dank ferrik.” He hisses softly, holding still deep inside you.

You can feel every twitch, every pulse of his cock as the vein along the ridge throbs against your walls. Closing your eyes and panting already as you feel the slow grind of his hips, almost unconscious as he moves inside you.

“Fuck, I’m gonna breed you.” The growl shimmers through your nerves, igniting every single one of them and your cunt bottoms out around him and makes him groan again. “Fill you with my ad. Breed warriors on you.”

Choking out a sob, you push back against his hips. “Then fucking move.” You demand, needing him to move, needing the friction. “Need to cum if you want to breed me.”

As soon as you say that, he pulls back. The next thrust steals the very air from your lungs. Your cry silent and your toes curling in the shoes you are still wearing. Feeling like he is in your guts before he starts to set a pace that keeps your entire body tense.

The slapping of skin is loud, jarring with every frantic thrust. He holds onto you like you are going to disappear if his fingers don’t dig into your skin. Grunting and panting behind you. “Fuck- I- I’m gonna - fill you up.” He hisses. “N-never wanted to fill a cunt more.”

It makes you whine, thrashing under him as you try to push back. To contribute something to this coupling but all you can do is take. Little mewls pouring out of your mouth every time he rocks into you.

Every little sound you make spurs him on. His thrusts are ramping up. Changing from hard and deep, long strokes of his cock that nearly makes him pull out - to short, frantic motions.

“B-breed me, Din.” You beg breathlessly. “F-fill me u-up.”

Your words throw him over the edge, making him groan, his pace stuttering before he slams his hips against your ass. Grinding into you while you feel the warmth pulse inside you. His seed coating your walls and painting your womb.

His body slumps over yours, pinning you down to the ground and you feel the smooth beskar of his helmet press against your shoulder. Your walls flutter and you feel him reach around your body to start rubbing your clit.

That you didn’t expect, knowing that he was meant to breed you, not give you pleasure but it seems that you will have both. His cock softens but he stays buried inside you while his finger slides along your clit to make you clench down around him. Working you closer to cumming.

“We will make warriors.” He groans, making you shudder and gasp as your pleasure washes over you. You had hoped that he would be the hunter that caught you, and now you were filled with him. This is the Way.

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golddustjedi · 7 months

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one shot requests open! ✨

hi everyone! I haven’t been on tumblr for a while but I really want to come back and revive my account. I’ve decided to start taking one shot requests again to practice my writing and make friends! have a look at my prompt list, pick as many as you want and send in your requests! I can do star wars, marvel, stranger things, harry potter, obx, and more. just ask!

prompts:

1. "I'll show you the dark side."

2. "I told you to stay behind."

3. "You get back here, that's an order!"

4. "Have you been drinking?"

5. "Where have you been? You were with him/her again, weren't you?"

6. "Do you trust me?"

7. "Why are you helping me?"

8. "I've waited so long for this."

9. "Shouldn't you be sleeping?"

10. "We could get in serious trouble for this."

11. "I'm never going to leave you again."

12. "Finally... after all this time."

13. "Are you crying?"

14. "Was that supposed to hurt?"

15. "I could never love someone like you."

16. "You won't." "Watch me."

17. "I don't believe you."

18. "I don't have to explain myself to you."

19. "You have to be quiet."

20. "Why do you always do this?"

21. "You need to leave."

22. "We need to talk about last night."

23. "Let's not make a scene." "No, let's."

24. "How much of that did you just hear?"

25. "People are staring."

26. "Don't look at me like that."

27. "What did you just say to me?"

28. "I've heard enough."

29. "Who was that? Who were you just talking to?"

30. "Is this a game to you?"

31. "I'm sorry, you're just making it really hard for me to focus."

32. "I don't know who you are anymore."

33. "Do you have to be so loud?"

34. "Have we met before?"

35. "Let me help you."

36. "Who did this to you?"

37. "You're hard to resist."

38. "You're cold. Take my jacket."

39. "Don't be afraid."

40. "The code forbids it?

41. "Get out of here while you still can."

42. "Were you ever going to tell me?"

43. "Am I interrupting something?"

44. "You don't scare me."

45. "No, you listen to me."

46. “I loved you.”

47. “Who did this to you?”

48. “I hate you.” “No you don’t.” “No… I don’t.”

49. request your own prompts!

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dyns33 · 2 years

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Soulmate Poe Dameron x Reader

Reader is working with the resistance, as a mechanic

One day, after an attack, she saves Poe, who is really hurt, and after she tells him "everything will be alright" he looks at her, asking "are you an angel ?" before fainting.

That's her words.

But when he wakes up, he doesn't remember her face, only that he may have meet his soulmate, and she doesn't know what to do, because he's fucking Poe Dameron, best pilot of the resistance, playboy, pain in the ass, flirting with everyone, and who is now asking all the hot girls and guys of the place without looking at her.

So she doesn't say anything. He would be disappointed to learn that it's her.

The truth is, Poe knows about the little mechanic. He looked at her from afar, often.

She's cute, and the best, and clever, sweet, brave, shy little thing, way too good for him, out of his league, deserving someone better than an idiot like him as a soulmate. So yes he doesn't think for one second that it can be her. But he would love it if she was.

#poe dameron #poe dameron x reader #poe dameron imagine #I prefer Mando #and some other Oscar's characters #but Poe is nice

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bejeweledraven · 9 months

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hi hello, hope everyone's doing well!! thank you for so much love on the last post :) i wanted to see what you guys would want me to do next!!

(im leia and you're obi-wan i am counting on you🫶)

#gotham x reader #star wars x reader #marvel x reader #mcu x reader #ben solo x reader #kylo ren x reader #jeremiah valeska x reader #jerome valeska x reader #ed nygma x reader #poe dameron x reader #mandalorian x reader #mando x reader #anakin x reader #obi wan x reader #bucky barnes x reader #masterlist #randomgifofleiabecasueiloveher

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wild-lavender-rose · 1 year

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Star Wars Masterlist

- Hurt/Comfort -

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Captive

- One-shots -

Luke Skywalker

Only One Bed

General Hux

Allow Me To Care For You (part 1)

Allow Me To Care For You (part 2)

Call Me Hux

- Misquotes -

Poe Dameron

#1- Chips

#2- I Know

The Mandalorian -

- Hurt/Comfort -

Din Djarin

Broken Ribs

- Misquotes -

Din Djarin

#1- Blasters

-Series-

Din Djarin

Stay Still

Stay Still part 2

Fanfic Masterlist

#star wars #luke skywalker #han solo #leia #mando #the mandolorian #the mandalorian #din djarin #poe dameron #obi wan #obi wan kenobi #general hux #star wars general hux #hux x reader #hux x you #star wars masterlist

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myleneonline · 1 year

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Masterlist

☆*: .｡. Star Wars

Poe Daemron

Star boy Coming soon

Mando

Light years

☆*: .｡. Marvel

Frank Castle

Lilac night

#star wars fanfiction #poe dameron x reader #mando x reader #frank castle x reader

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stormkobra-5 · 2 years

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The House of Fett Series Masterlist

[Main Masterlist]

Synopsis: You’re Y/N Janghis Fett, the only daughter of the infamous bounty hunter himself. When you were eight years old, you discovered quite by accident that you were Force-sensitive, and so your father Boba sought out the Jedi Knight Luke Skywalker, who would, for the next eight years of your life, be your mentor in the ways of the Force– but you are no Jedi. You are a Mandalorian, even if you do happen to wield lightsabers. However, when the Sith Lord Kylo Ren– whom you once knew as Ben– begins to seek out your old mentor for terrible purposes, you’re met with the familiar face of Poe Dameron, who is requesting your aid, and you agree to help him only once. But when Luke is not where you think, sending you and Poe on a galaxy-wide hunt for your elusive mentor, you’re forced to work with him even longer than you had originally planned. This complicates things greatly, because you’ve been helplessly in love with him since the day you met him, and unrequited love is a painful thing indeed.

Series Rating/Warnings: 18+ for graphic and intense violence, strong language, depictions of trauma, PTSD, use of alcohol, mention and witnessing of drug usage, and some NSFW content.

Excerpts: || Blades of Fett || Ren’s Approach || A Bond Stronger Than Stardust || Sneak Peeks/Scenes || Survive || Jate’kara ||

Posters: || The Creed and the Six Actions || Everything || Mando and the Pilot || Comic Panel || Original Poster || Binary Sunset || Family || Legacies || Fett's Resolve || Across the Cosmos || Kin || Mando’a || Disturbance || Final Character Poster || Starcrossed Lovers || Connected || Yavin IV & Tython ||

Guides to the Realm: || Timeline || Lightsabers || Ships || Planets || Weapons ||

Spotify Playlists: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7jWYOdC2HQj6O9Z6YtCviB?si=Pk0VYRIcT8ae_jg7Soa1cw

Prologue: || Part 1 || Part 2 ||

Before the Awakening: || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 ||

Resistance: One-Shot

The Force Awakens: || Part 7 || Part 8 || Part 9 ||

The Last Jedi: || Part 10 || Part 11 || Part 12 ||

Resistance Reborn: || Part 13 ||

Allegiance: || Part 14 || Part 15 || Part 16 ||

Age of Resistance: One-Shot

Rise of the Resistance: One-Shot

Spark of Resistance: || Part 17 || Part 18 ||

The Rise of Skywalker: || Part 19 || Part 20 || Part 21 ||

Duel of the Fates: || Part 22 || Part 23 || Part 24 ||

Aftermath: || Part 25 || Part 26 || Part 27 ||

Series Finale: || Part 28 ||

Shorts: || Jaster Mereel || Legacy || Mirjahaal || Darth Airdh Vocen || Ren’s Regret ||

If anyone wants to be tagged, just give me a shout! ^^

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beskarandblasters · 9 months

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What Happens on Coruscant, Stays on Coruscant

Din Djarin x Cassian Andor x Poe Dameron x F!Reader

Series Masterlist | Main Masterlist

Din Djarin Masterlist | Cassian Andor Masterlist

Summary: Three men stroll into a brothel on Coruscant one night looking for their own individual services. But when you’re the only worker available that night you decide you want to take on all of them at the same time.

Word count: 2.5k

Warnings: reader is able-bodied, canon divergent, Poe, Cassian and the reader do not know Din’s name, sex work, reader has an alias she uses at the brothel (Nova), foursome/group sex, blowjob, handjob (but not to completion), nipple play, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, voyeurism, no use of y/n

“No one can know about this,” Mando says.

“I’m not gonna say shit,” Cassian responds.

“What are you so worried about?” Poe says, leading the other two men down the dimly lit street, “That your little cult is gonna find out and shun you?”

“It’s not a cult,” Mando sighs.

“Whatever you say,” Poe chuckles.

“Do you know where you’re going?” Cassian asks.

“I do, actually. We’re almost there. Just gotta hang a left at this next corner,” Poe says, matter of factly.

He turns left at the next corner, narrowly missing a giant puddle, and then stops at a neon sign reading “The Big Bang”.

“I thought you said this was a nice place,” Cassian says, raising an eyebrow at the flickering lights of the sign and the abysmal exterior.

“It is a nice place! Speaking from experience.”

“You would have experience,” Mando says under his breath.

“Gonna pretend I didn’t hear that,” Poe says, walking towards the door.

The door slides open and the three men step inside. The lobby is actually rather elegant, a stark contrast compared to the exterior and the street it was located on. Dimly lit with sleek black tiles on the floor and a tall counter at the back of the room. A slender woman with emerald robes and neatly manicured fingernails stands behind it, tapping her fingers on the counter mindlessly. Her face lights up when she sees Poe walk through the door.

“Mr. Dameron! Welcome back. I see you’ve brought some friends.”

She tilts her head in Mando’s direction.

“A Mandalorian? Been a while since we’ve had one of those,” she adds with a wink.

He’s thankful for the helmet, for everyone would be able to see how embarrassed he looks if he were without it.

Poe rests his arms on the counter and leans forward, shooting her a boyish grin.

“Got any openings for each of us tonight?”

She looks down on her holo-pad and her brow furrows.

“I’m afraid only one of our girls is available for the rest of tonight.”

“You’re killin’ me, Salva,” Poe teases.

“Let me go talk to her and see what she wants to do,” she says, turning and disappearing behind a curtain. She walks down the hallway a few feet and turns left, stopping at none other than your room.

“Dear?” Salva asks, giving your door a light knock.

You open the door and greet her with a smile.

“Yes?”

“I have three clients in the lobby right now. One of them is a regular, Mr. Dameron. I’m not sure if you’ve serviced him before.”

“Can’t say I have.”

“Oh he’s the best. Very good tipper. But none of the other girls are available tonight.”

“Hmm let me take a look at them first.”

“Of course.”

She steps aside and you follow her down the hallway, stopping at the curtain at the entrance to the lobby. You peek into the lobby and the three men don’t notice you as they talk amongst themselves. Two of the men have darker hair but one clean shaven and the other has full facial hair. But the one that sticks out the most is the Mandalorian in silver beskar, standing with his hands on his belt and rigid as a board. He seems the most nervous out of all of them.

You put the curtain back and turn to Salva.

“So what do you wanna do?”

“All of them at once.”

Her eyebrows raise, “Oh really?”

“Mhm. See if they’re okay with that and if they are, send them to my room,” you say, turning and walking back down the hallway.

Salva shakes her head and chuckles to herself before stepping back out into the lobby. The three men stop their conversation in her presence and fall silent, eager to hear what she has to say.

“Well boys you’re in for a real treat tonight,” she says with a smirk on her face.

“And that is?” Cassian asks.

“She has requested all three of you at the same time.”

“Uh I’m not sure-” Mando starts but Poe cuts him off.

“Fine with us!”

But before Mando could protest, Salva claps her hands together and says, “Great! They’ll be twelve hundred credits!”

Poe pulls the credits out of the pocket inside his jacket. The other two sigh and do the same. Salva collects the credits and slips them into a drawer behind the counter.

“Right this way!” she says, pulling back the curtain for them.

The three men follow her down the hallway. Cassian and Din look all around them at the interior whereas Poe stays focused on following Salva. She stops at your door and says, “Well, here she is, boys! You can call her Nova. Enjoy yourselves!”

And with that she walks down the hallway and returns to the lobby. Poe knocks on your door and awaits a response.

“Come in!” you call sweetly.

Poe opens the door slowly and steps in. Din and Cassian follow him and close the door behind them. You’re standing in front of the bed that’s in the middle of the room. The bed is adorned with silky red sheets and four posts at each corner with beams connecting across with black curtains hanging. You’re dressed in black lingerie with a matching silky robe that stops at your mid thigh.

“Well aren’t you a sweet thing, Nova,” Poe says, stepping closer and eyeing you up and down.

“Why thank you, Mr. Dameron,” you say, feeling your cheeks heat up.

“You can call me Poe, sweetheart. And this here is Cassian.”

Before he could finish you step closer to the Mandalorian and ask, “And what should I call you?” batting your eyelashes a tad. You’ve never had a Mandalorian client before and he’s certainly got your attention.

“Mando’s fine,” he says stiffly.

He seems nervous. You can’t wait to get under his skin.

“So how do you want to start?” Cassian asks.

“You tell me. I’m all yours tonight,” you say with a smirk.

You slip off your robe and watch Cassian and Poe’s mouths fall open. The visor of Mando’s helmet trails up and down your scantily clad form. You hang the robe up on a coat rack across the room before walking back over to the bed and sitting at the edge. Poe walks over and sits besides you, pressing kisses along your neck and sliding a hand up your thigh. Cassian followed suit, placing himself on your other side and fiddling with the strap of your bra.

“Take it off, Cassian,” Poe mutters against your skin.

Cassian obliges reaching a hand behind you and unclasping your bra. You slip it off and toss it on the floor, letting both men palm your breasts.

“Aren’t you gonna join, Mando?” you ask sweetly.

“Yeah c’mon, Mando,” Poe says, removing his mouth from your breast and looking over at him, “I know you can’t take the helmet off but you at least gotta take the gloves off and feel her tits.”

Poe moves to a different spot of the bed to let Mando take his place. He strokes himself at the sight of your naked top half while Din sighs and takes off his gloves, tossing them on the floor as well. He sits beside you and brings a hand to the curve of your breast, trailing his fingers to your nipple and pinching it lightly.

“Don’t be scared,” you say softly.

And with that he pinches a little harder, emitting a small gasp from you. One of your hands moves to the bulge growing in Cassian’s pants. His breath hitches at your touch as you mess with the zipper. He stands up briefly to take off his pants, letting you gain complete access to his cock. You stroke it as he curses under his breath. Din migrates his hand to your other breast, worrying your nipple into a stiff peak between his fingertips. Poe sits beside you watching you grow hornier under Din’s touch and strokes himself. Eventually Din’s hand moves down your midsection and to your groin, pulling at the fabric and grazing the entrance of your cunt.

“Wow, look at you go, Mando,” you tease just as he slips a finger into your already wet cunt, pulling a sharp gasp from you. You watch the visor of his helmet move from your chest to your cunt and he picks up the pace, curling his finger upwards against your walls. He slips another finger in and your walls expand around the thickness of his digits. In no time, he pulls your first orgasm from you, your cunt clenching around his fingers as you ride out your high. After your orgasm is finished washing over you, you turn to look at Poe and say, “Enough for me. Let me pleasure you.”

The men at your side move as you lay back onto the bed. Poe stands up at the edge of the bed, removing his clothes and bringing his cock right next to your face.

“You gonna suck my cock for me, Nova?” Poe asks, gazing down at your topless form.

“Of course, baby,” you say, opening your mouth for him.

He brings his cock by your mouth and you take as much of his hard length as you can. Your hand fits around the base as you lick up and down his shaft, tongue swirling at the tip, causing him to throw his head back in pleasure and curse.

Cassian slips off your lacy underwear and spreads your legs, marveling at your dripping cunt.

“He got you nice and wet for me,” Cassian says, his voice dropping a few octaves at his arousal.

He pulls off his shirt over his head and spreads your thighs apart, aching to be buried between them already. He gathers your wetness on his hand and slicks his cock before entering you slowly, closing his eyes at the warm and inviting feeling. He buries his cock inside you to the hilt and curses under his breath. His hands grip your hips as he thrusts in and out of you, expanding your walls even more with each motion.

Din stands on the other side of the bed, watching you suck Poe’s cock and getting fucked by Cassian, your back arched and nipples perked up. His hand finds his cock and he’s stroking himself at the sight of you being pleasured but also pleasuring.

Your hands move to Poe’s balls as you continue to suck him, feeling them tighten up in your hand. With one last swirl of your tongue around the tip, followed by your mouth enveloping his length again, he’s coming. His warm mouth fills the back of your mouth and you swallow all of it, continuing to suck as he comes down from his orgasm. His hand grips your hair and he pulls your head closer into him, bringing the tip of cock to your throat. Tears spring in your eyes and just when you think you can’t take it anymore he pulls out.

“Good girl,” he praises.

But before you can respond you moan in pleasure as Cassian fucks you relentlessly, hands gripping your hips for dear life as he pulls you into him. Your back arches in pleasure and you close your eyes, seeing stars in the back of your mind as the euphoria builds up. Each slam of his hips brings your orgasm closer and closer. You open your eyes and get a look at him, his long hair swaying with each thrust and his chest glistening with a layer of sweat. And damn he looks good as he’s railing you. He brings his thumb to your clit and you’re already coming around his cock, fluttering and convulsing in rhythmic waves. He fucks you through your release, prolonging it even more before pulling out. You reach between your legs and stroke his cock, pulling his own orgasm from him. He paints your stomach in thick ropes of cum and sighs, leaning back on his heels on the bed. You catch your breath from the intense orgasm as well and look over at Mando.

“What about you Mando?” you ask sweetly, “Let me take care of you.”

Cassian moves to the side of the bed, leaning against the bedpost as you flip onto your hands and knees, arching your back and sticking up your ass for him. He walks to the edge of the bed and hooks onto your hips, pulling you closer to him. You gasp but before you have the time to make a snide comment at his sudden confidence his hard length pushes into you. And for someone as quiet as Mando he fucks you rough. The cool beskar of his thigh armor collides with your skin with each of his thrust. You hear him curse under his breath in what you can assume is Mando’a while he continues to drive his cock deeper and deeper into you. The room fills with the most obscene sounds between your moans and the sound of skin slapping against the beskar. His grip on your hips tighten, surely tight enough to leave a mark but you’re too blissed out to care. You open your eyes for a moment to see Poe and Cassian stroking themselves at the sight of you getting dicked down by Mando. With one last thrust he pulls your final orgasm from you leaving your thighs shaking, barely able to keep you up. He pulls out and cums on your ass and you collapse onto the bed, completely exhausted from the evening’s activities. You hear the other men getting dressed so you flip over and sit upright. Mando’s replacing his gloves and the other two men are sitting on the bed.

“Thanks for a good time, Nova,” Poe says, “I’ll definitely be back for you.”

“Oh yeah? Bring your friends next time, too,” you say glancing over at Mando and Cassian.

“Sounds like a plan, sweetheart. Have a good nest of your night,” Poe says. And with that he rises from the bed and walks to the door. Cassian grabs your hand and presses a soft kiss to your knuckles.

“Goodbye, gorgeous. See you next time,” he says, softly before following Poe.

And as for Mando he gives you an awkward wave of his hand wordlessly before leaving with the other men. As soon as the door closes you collapse back onto the bed, completely exhausted.

The men walk back into the lobby and stop at Salva’s desk. “Well, did you enjoy yourselves?” she asks cheekily.

They let out a collective “yes” and she chuckles.

“Good. Would anyone like to leave a tip?”

Each of them pulls out various amounts of credits from their pockets and hands them to Salva.

“Thanks, boys. Have a good night!” she says, waving goodbye as they leave.

“What did I say, guys? I knew you were gonna love it,” Poe says smugly as they step out onto the street.

“Yeah that was something alright,” Mando says, “But no one can-”

“I get it. No one can know. What happens on Coruscant stays on Coruscant,” Poe says, clapping Din on the shoulder.

Din sighs and the three men walk back to the docking yard, already thinking about when their next trip to The Big Bang will be.

End note: That was my first time writing any kind of group sex so lmk what you think!!! 🖤

Part two: Is That a Blaster in Your Pocket or Are You Happy to See Me?

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The Mandalorian MasterList

**All ratings are individual to each story. Read warnings and tags at the top of the stories.

Requested Scenarios

Hidden Desires Series MasterList

Frozen Series MasterList

Riduurok Series MasterList

Stress Relief

Midnight Excursions

Muffled Sounds

Prey

Just Pleasure

Chemical Feelings - Sex Pollen

Body Heat

Gut Wrenching - Sex Pollen

Secrets - Virgin!Mando

Tradition

The Cave

In The Darkness

Unusual Situation {Mando x F!Reader x Ezra}

The Box - F!Mando!Reader

The View

Bred - Alpha!Mando

Needs

Me’dinuir {Mando x F!Reader x Paz Vizsla}

The Deal {Mando x F!Reader x Cobb Vanth}

The Hot Springs

Close Quarters

Heavy Is The Head That Wears The Beskar

The Face Beneath The Beskar

Kar’ta

Bittersweet Goodbye

The Path (Soulmate AU) (3000 Follower Give Away Fic)

The Throne - King!Din

Cantina Copulation

Le Trio de Fleur - Sex Pollen {Mando x F!Reader x Paz Vizsla}

Aliit

Beskar Bordello

Dreams vs. Reality

Blue Crush - Sex Pollen

Do It Now

The Mand’alor - F!Mando!Reader

Carbonite Cyar’ika {Mando x F!Reader x Poe Dameron}

The Mand’alor’s Riduur - F!Mando!Reader

The Return of the Mandalorian

Dosed - Sex Pollen

Bacta Bonding

Winning Stakes

All Access Card

One Night on Tatooine

Simply Din Djarin

Driven By Power

The Covert Cantina

The Future of Mandalore

Vivid - Sex Pollen

Unexpectedly Mated {Alpha!Mando x F!Omega!Reader}

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A Very Star Wars Christmas Morning

Pairings: Obi Wan Kenobi x Reader, Anakin Skywalker x Reader, Padme Amidala x Reader, Din Djarin/Mando x Reader, Cobb Vanth x Reader, Poe Dameron x Reader

Warnings: Implied smut, lots of kissing, marriage proposal, bisexual relationship, same sex relationship, Grogu being an adorable menace

Word Count: 1498

Summary: Headcanons about how my various Star Wars Universe crushes would act on Christmas Morning! This is set in a Modern Earth-based society to make it easier on myself :)

A/N: Happiest and Gentlest of Holidays to all of you! This is my penultimate Fluffcember post and I decided to switch it up and do a series of Headcanons instead of the normal flash piece. Let me know what you think and I hope you enjoy!

Fluffcember Masterlist

Obi Wan Kenobi

Makes coffee and delivers it to you in bed, a peppermint stick dissolving in it cuz “It’s festive!”

As excited as he is for you to open your gift, he won’t rush you out of bed

But he will crawl into bed with you and stare at you while you sip your coffee

Like an adoring puppy

And he’s so damn cute that you relent and let him lead you by the hand into the living room where the tree is set up and the string lights are on and your stockings are full

You’d filled his stocking with bags of his favorite tea, a book you knew he’d been wanting to read, and other thoughtful small gifts

He filled your stocking with some of your favorite candies/treats, plus a small velvet box

A ring box, to be exact

Your brain short circuits. Sure, you’d talked about getting married but you’d thought it was further in the future. Time comes screeching to a halt and there is not a single coherent thought in your mind

By the time your brain starts back up, he’s kneeling in front of you, between your knees where you sit on the couch

“My love, will you do me the immense honor of—”

“Yes”

“You didn’t let me finish.”

“Yes. Obi Wan, yes.”

His smile makes him practically incandescent with joy as he surges up and captures your lips with his in a searing kiss

He slips the ring on your finger when the two of you come up for air some time later

It’s a perfect fit.

Just like him.

Anakin Skywalker

You wake up before he does

I swear, that man sleeps like the dead or not at all, there is no in between

You make yourself coffee and sit on the couch, reading a book or turning on a Christmas movie to pass the time while you wait for him to rise

When he does wake up, he goes directly into the kitchen to make breakfast for the both of you

But not before stopping to kiss your forehead good morning

“Merry Christmas, sweetheart”

While he normally doesn’t cook, he loves cooking breakfast

Probably because it’s difficult to fuck up breakfast food

He’s two cups of coffee in when the two of you sit down at the table, working on a third as he freshens your cup

Since he grew up poor, the holiday wasn’t so much about gifts as it was spending quality time with his loved ones

His mom, Qui Gon, Obi Wan, you

He even offered to host dinner at your home

And then immediately asked Shmi to be in charge of cooking because she’s the only one who can make his holiday favorites exactly how he likes them

You think it’s cute, how much he loves Christmas

When it comes to gift-giving, he’s more about practical gifts than anything. Did you mention something of yours isn’t working as well as it should be? He’s fixed it (or replaced it after trying to fix it). He noticed your sock supply was dwindling, so he got you more.

He does this throughout the year, mind you, but at Christmas he at least makes an attempt at keeping an element of surprise

Breakfast is delicious

You offer to clean up while he starts cleaning the public areas of your home in anticipation of the house full of guests you’re expecting that night

Padme Amidala

You want to spend Christmas in a fancy-ass Hallmark Movie set?

Padme’s your girl

Her entire home is decorated to the nines, holly sprigs, fresh poinsettias, a twelve foot tree with sparkling lights and ornaments

Banisters dripping with garlands

And it constantly smells like spiced cider

Christmas morning you wake up and she’s already downstairs

She hands you a mimosa when you join her downstairs in your pajamas

She’s in her pajamas too, but hers are silk and yours are an old t-shirt and fleece pants

“You look wonderful,” she assures you as you two sit down to your catered breakfast

After breakfast, you two curl up on the couch together

Snuggling, watching movies for a while before you have to get ready for her annual Holiday Gala

Her gift to you is a piece of jewelry that perfectly compliments the gown you’d picked out for the event

Your gift to her is a framed photo of the two of you in a simple metal frame

She immediately puts it on her nightstand

“So I can see it first thing every day”

You kiss her deeply, not caring that you’ve now both got lipstick all over your faces

That’s what make up people are for, right?

Din Djarin

With how much he travels, he barely keeps track of the day of the week

Much less the actual date

He does notice the snow on the ground and the incessant holiday music in stores and on the radio, so he knows it’s coming up

And he loves you

And he knows how much you love Christmas

So he makes sure to remember to get you a gift

Something thoughtful and sentimental, not extravagant or flashy

Grogu helps him pick it out

Grogu also insists on wrapping it himself

On Christmas morning Din bashfully presents you with what looks like a ball of wrapping paper covered with layers of tape

Grogu smiles when you praise his wrapping job

Din can’t imagine loving you more than he already does

You’re so good with his kid

You’re so good with him

So when you manage to get through the layers of tape and paper to reveal the gift and your face lights up, eyes brightening when you look at him

He falls deeper for you

When he opens the gift you got for him

(Impeccably wrapped, by the way -- what are you, a professional?)

He nearly chokes on the sip of coffee he just took

It’s a mudhorn amulet

“I noticed you lost your other one and it seemed important to you.”

“I-it’s the symbol of my…of our clan.”

“You and Grogu?”

“And you, too. If you’d like,” he adds quietly

You brighten again

And you answer him with a kiss

Grogu makes obnoxious gagging sounds

Cobb Vanth

You’re still asleep when he gets off duty

So he slips into bed with you and pulls you close

He only intends on cuddling until you wake up

But then his eyes slip closed and he’s out like a light — it was a busy night

You wake up to his light snores, still wearing his sheriff’s uniform shirt

As much as you’d like to let him keep sleeping, you two have to get to Peli’s for Christmas brunch and Secret Santa

So you gently wake him up with kisses along his strong jaw and neck

“Mmmm, don’t start something you can’t finish, darlin’” he growls, eyes still closed

“I’d love that, but we’ve got to be at Peli’s in an hour and, no offense love, but you need a shower.”

He groans and turns over, grabbing you by the waist and taking you with him

You squeal in surprise

His eyes are still closed

You decide to let him rest for a bit longer

Peli won’t mind if you’re late

Poe Dameron

You’re visiting his dad for Christmas and wake up to the two of them singing along with the Michael Buble Christmas album in the kitchen while they bang around making breakfast

You sneak out of the guest room and sidle up to the kitchen

Poe notices you first, dark eyes landing on yours

“Morning babe!” He exclaims as he bounces over to you and kisses your cheek

Out of the corner of your eye you catch his dad watching the exchange, a wistful look on his face

The three of you eat breakfast in the living room, White Christmas playing on mute while you all open presents

Poe’s dad immediately cracks into the bottle of whiskey you bought for him

The three of you share it

Poe disappears mid-afternoon to get dinner going

His dad, half-drunk in his recliner, smiles at you

“I don’t think I’ve seen a man so in love since I met his mother. You make him really happy.”

“He makes me really happy too.”

“What are you two talking about?” Poe asks from the kitchen

“Nothing!” you and his dad both exclaim

You join him in the kitchen a few moments later, hugging him from behind while he stirs something on the stove

“Well hey there” he says, turning around and hugging you back “What’s up?”

“Nothing,” you say, running a hand through his dark curls, “You just make me really happy.”

He responds by kissing you lightly, then turns off the burner and turns his attention to kissing you like he means it

Which he does

The two of you make out in the kitchen until you hear his dad get up from his recliner, then split apart like two teenagers getting caught

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