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corazondebeskar-reads · 3 months

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I'll take care of you

dark!Din Djarin x gn!reader

originally for Febuwhump 2024 Day 1 - helpless | Febuwhump masterlist

words: 882

summary: Din takes care of you after a head injury leaves you helpless.

warnings: dark, dark!Din, gaslighting, graphic descriptions of injury, restraints, manipulation, violence, no y/n, reader has hair of unspecified length and no other description

dividers by @saradika-graphics

It’s blurry. Everything, that is. You try to reach to rub your eyes, but the cuff jerks you still.

Same shit, different day. You wish you’d start remembering faster when you wake up.

The mornings you do wake up, that is.

You know you’re missing days. It’s hard, with how the room spins, to keep track of anything.

“Good morning, cyar’ika. How do you feel?” says the smooth baritone, like fresh caramel dripping onto a sundae. It’s a warm comfort.

Until it grows cold and hardens, that is. His hand shoots out and grips your jaw. “What have I said about answering me when I speak to you?”

He’s quick to anger today. So you’ll likely be bed-bound again.

“Sorry, cyare,” you mumble. Using the pet name placates him, and his hand relaxes but doesn’t leave you, gloved thumb brushing your bottom lip.

You don’t even know if he’s flesh and bone. His cock would lead you to believe so, but the rest of him is cold metal, and they make good synthetics nowadays.

You don’t want to ask. It’s something you’re sure you should know, and sometimes, the things you’ve forgotten upset him. You guess you’d be upset, too, if your spouse forgot you.

“It’s okay. I know it’s hard when you’re still all scrambled.” He moves like he’s going to ruffle your hair, but all you feel is the grinding, bruising pain as his hand grips and jostles your head.

He’s rustling with the restraints, and you try to tamp down any and all emotion. He says it’s okay, that it’s normal for you to have intense feelings, all things considered.

But sometimes you seem to have the wrong feeling, and he doesn’t like that very much.

Once your wrists are unhooked, he helps you to stand on trembling legs. Walking makes you so dizzy, so he always makes sure he can support you.

That’s one thing you can’t deny despite the pain and forgetfulness. He’s so attentive while you’re helpless. He never leaves you to struggle. It’s obvious he’s a good husband—maybe even the romantic type, doting and considerate.

He lets you use the fresher by yourself but helps you stand up and settle the tunic back down around your body. It’s the only clothing you have on. Other than thick wool socks with rubber grips, that is. He says it’s not safe to walk without them.

You’re sad to be led back to bed, and it must show.

“How about I stay for a while, and you can have a break from the cuffs?” he offers.

It works, and you brighten up a little. “Thank you, Din.”

He still makes you sit in bed, but you can hardly be cross. He’s sitting with you and keeping you safe.

After all, that’s how you got hurt in the first place, he said. Falling off the bed like a silly little thing and cracking your head.

Your dreams recall it quite differently. When you do dream, he’s there too. But he’s bigger. Scarier. And so angry. So, so angry.

You always wake up before your head collides with the wall.

Here, in the waking world, he holds you against his cold steel body. You’re inclined again to think he’s flesh underneath as warmth radiates from the leather and duraweave between the plates. He’s reading to you softly from a datapad since it still makes your head hurt when you try.

Which means he’s right there against you when it happens. You sit up, clutching your forehead.

“What’s wrong?” he says.

“I don’t know,” you say through a dry, tacky mouth. Your head is pounding, and when you look at him, so is your heart. Not with love, that is, but with terror.

It must be written across your face because he stiffens.

“Who are you?” you whisper.

“Cyar’ika,” he says carefully, raising both hands as if he means no harm. “You had an accident. You’ve had a severe head injury. Your memories keep coming and going.”

You’ve heard this before. You don’t believe him this time.

“You know me. I’m your husband, Din.”

You shake your head, wincing. “I want the truth.” Because what’s undeniable now is that it wasn’t a dream. This bulking beast of a man had cornered you in an alley behind the cantina after your shift.

He sighs, but there’s a new placating lilt to his voice when he responds. “Fine,” he murmurs, standing up. He comes around the bed and you back into the wall. Trapped.

“You want the truth?” he says, voice low and sultry. Smug. His hand comes up to brush your cheek. “You need me, cyar’ika. You were out there all alone and scared. No one to care for you. No one to protect you.”

“You kidnapped me.”

“Hardly,” he scoffs. “You’ve always been mine. You just didn’t know it. But now that we’re together…”

He reaches into the many pouches around his waist and surfaces with a small syringe, the overhead light glinting off the needle’s shiny point.

“We can do this one of two ways, cyar’ika. You can be good and do as I say. Or,” and he wiggles the needle in the air. “I can make sure you’re good. Either way, I promise I’ll take care of you.”

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corazondebeskar-reads · 3 months

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Febuwhump 2024 Masterlist

hey, y'all! I'm participating in @febuwhump this year.

most will center on either joel miller x f!reader or din djarin x f!reader and will be short, probably under 1k each.

warnings: as implied by "whump," these fic will ALL contain physical and/or mental hurt. some will not have comfort. please read the warnings on each individual story before proceeding.

I will not be tagging anyone from any of the taglists for this to avoid spamming y'all. This list can be found at the top of my masterlist if you're looking for all of the works in one place. I won't add them to individual character lists until March.

dividers by @saradika-graphics

Key: 🏴 = dark 💀 = dead dove do not eat

Febuwhump Schedule

UPDATE: due to a health issue, I fell way behind. as such, the ones crossed out on this list are not guaranteed (they may still happen but I make no promises).

1: helpless - I'll take care of you - dark!Din x gn!reader 🏴💀

2: solitary confinement - no one could save me but you - dark!psychologist!Joel x f!reader 🏴💀

3: "bite down on this" - only to hurt, never to hold - gladiator!Din x f!reader (a drabble for "live to rise")

4: obedience - everyone breaks - werewolf!Joel (a drabble for "of rage and ruin") 🏴

5: rope burns - keep it caged - werewolf!Joel x f!reader (a drabble for "of rage and ruin") 🏴

6: "you lied to me" - was it worth it? - jackson!Joel xf!reader

7: suffering in silence - stuck in a lonely loop - Din x f!reader

8: found footage - remember what you're staring at is me - jackson!Joel x f!reader 🏴

9: lightning strike - seasons don't - jackson!Joel 🏴💀

10: killing in self-defense - no quiet on this earth - Joel x f!reader

11: time loop - gen, Tommy & Joel 🏴💀

14: blood-stained tiles - nobody is coming to save you - bounty hunter!Din x f!bounty!reader

17: hostage situation - no loyalty in the apocalypse - dark!Joel x f!reader 🏴💀

18: too weak to move - save your tears - Joel Miller x f!reader

19: "please don't" - better run - dark!Joel Miller x f!reader 🏴💀

#toni does febuwhump 2k24 #febuwhump #febuwhump 2024 #joel miller x reader #din djarin x reader #whump #angst #dead dove fic #dark!joel miller #dark!din djarin #if I fail at getting these all done you didn't see anything

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