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shangchiswife · 30 days

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dating aragorn headcanons!

hi guys this is the first time in a while that i've written something so i hope that you enjoy. i just recently rewatched lord of the rings and i'm obsessed with aragorn again so here are some headcanons!

aragorn x gn!reader

Aragorn is the biggest gentleman ever. You basically won the lottery when you started dating him.

The lyrics “In a world of boys he’s a gentleman” are about him 100%. Taylor Swift you are not slick at all.

Do not be fooled by his rugged looks, this man is the biggest romantic. He will plan the most romantic dates for the two of you even when he’s busy trying to be King. Even when he’s busy with his kingly duties he will still find a way to shower you with affection. Whether it’s leaving little love notes on your nightstand or bringing you a flower bouquet, he always wants you to make sure that you know that he’s thinking about you.

Aragorn’s love language is through acts of service. He wants to do everything for you. You are his first priority. You’re not feeling well? He’ll drop everything in his schedule to make sure you’re alright. Your weapons aren’t clean? He’ll clean them no problem. You’re cold? Bro will gladly take off his shirt and give it to you so that you’re not cold anymore.

When you guys were trekking through Middle Earth this man made sure that you got as much rest as possible

“Aragorn it’s my turn to take watch” you had said, rubbing your eyes with exhaustion. He walked over to you and put a hand on your shoulder. “You’re still tired, rest, sweet one, I’ll take care of it.” “But-” “No buts,” he said as he pushed you down gently. “Alright well I’m taking your shift tomorrow night,” you grumbled as you put your head in his lap and immediately fell asleep.

Let's just say he didn’t let you take the shift the next day.

He is soooo overprotective of you. He’s always been very protective over those he cares about but he’s especially protective over you since you’re his number one priority. Aragorn's actions are driven by genuine concern and love. He simply cannot bear the thought of losing those he holds dear and will do whatever it takes to keep them safe.

He’s the person who taught you how to fight. You were so embarrassingly bad at first but Aragorn never once made fun of you. He was patient even as you started getting annoyed with training. He was determined to make you a great fighter and it worked.

During the fellowship, you fought fearlessly alongside Aragorn and took down hundreds of orcs together. At one point, Merry even playfully called you guys a power couple because of how hard you both fought together, which made you both grin at each other.

You and Aragorn are basically the hobbits’ parents. They all love you so much and look up to you both with the utmost respect. You both admire them a lot too. Their loyalty and determination never fail to inspire both of you to keep going, even when things get tough and the future feels uncertain.

You’re also best friends with Gimli and Legolas. They have so much respect for you. They are also always trying to one-up each other when it comes to you so they can be your favorite. Spoiler alert you could never choose between them!

Gimli often pretends to be grossed out by displays of affection between you and Aragorn, and likes to tease the two of you with mock disgust. “Oh, just get a room already!” he’d say which would make you and Aragorn laugh. However, deep down, he secretly harbors a soft spot for romance and enjoys witnessing the love and affection between you two. He may grumble and groan about it on the surface, but in reality, he finds it heartwarming to see the bond you share and the happiness you bring each other.

Aragorn isn’t really big on PDA but once you’re alone together, he's affectionate and attentive, making sure you feel cherished and cared for in every moment you share.

In public, he keeps it subtle with affection, but every now and then, he'll gently caress your palms or hold your hand, just enough to let you know he's there. It's his quiet way of showing love without drawing too much attention.

This man loves to give you forehead kisses. Whether you're feeling on top of the world or weighed down by the challenges of the day, Aragorn's forehead kisses are his way of saying that he’s always going to be there for you.

You often find yourself snuggled against his chest, your hand resting over his heart while his arm encircles you protectively. His fingers trace gentle patterns on your skin, a soothing sensation that relaxes you.

He also has the softest singing voice. It’s so pretty. He mostly sings old Elvish tunes but sometimes he’ll sing some songs in English.

You and Aragorn both share a love for animals, and you often find yourselves adopting stray creatures in need of a home. He's clearly a dog person through and through (I don't make the rules), but he has a soft spot for cats as well.

You love it when Aragorn tells you stories about his past. Whenever he starts recounting his adventures, you're all ears, completely mesmerized by his past. Secretly he loves your fascination with his stories and it fills him with a quiet sense of warmth.

You have a shared love for adventure and often find yourselves exploring new places together, whether it's hiking through scenic landscapes or just going around Gondor.

He is also the best listener. You tend to yap a lot but he does not seem to care at all. He will listen attentively, asking questions every so often, drinking in your every word. He always wants to make sure that you feel heard.

Aragorn also dreams about starting a family with you. He's always imagined the joy of being a father and raising children together, but he'll only take that step if you're both on board and excited about it. Your comfort and readiness are his top priorities, and he wants nothing more than to embark on this adventure together, hand in hand.

#lord of the rings x reader #aragorn x reader #lord of the rings imagines #aragorn imagine #lotr x reader #lotr imagine #viggo mortensen x reader

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shangchiswife · 11 months

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miguel o'hara- stress relief

summary: you help miguel destress after a stressful day at work

miguel x fem!reader

warnings: smut

word count: 1323

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It had been a calm and cozy day in the apartment you and Miguel shared. The winter chill had descended upon the city, prompting you to seek refuge indoors.

Determined to keep warm, you prepared a delicious batch of your famous chili, simmering it slowly over the stove.

Lost in the comforting aroma of spices filling the air, you were startled as the front door swung open abruptly, causing you to jolt in surprise.

Miguel burst into the apartment, his face twisted with anger, instantly catching your attention.

Miguel, still clad in his Spider-Man suit, made his way to the couch with heavy steps and plopped down onto it.

You ignored the steaming pot of chili in front of you and made your way toward him.

His back was hunched as he rubbed his temples.

"Miguel, what happened?" you asked, concern etching your voice as you placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.

He took a moment to catch his breath, his hands clenched into fists. "It's Alchemax," he finally replied, his voice laced with frustration.

"They're up to something big, and I can't let them get away with it."

"What did you find out?" you asked, your voice steady despite the anxious thoughts swirling in your mind.

"They're planning to release a dangerous experiment into the city," Miguel explained, his eyes narrowing with determination.

"Something that could cause chaos and harm innocent lives."

You gently guided Miguel's head to rest against your stomach, your fingers tenderly weaving through his hair. As he closed his eyes, a contented smile graced his lips, finding solace in the warmth of your touch.

With a hushed tone, you reassured him, your voice filled with unwavering support. "You'll stop them, Miguel, just like you always do," you murmured, your words imbued with genuine belief.

His gaze met yours and his eyes softened as he gave you a look that was only reserved for you.

In those moments of vulnerability, you became his anchor, providing a sanctuary amidst the turmoil of his duties as Spider-Man.

With each stroke of your fingers through his hair, you affirmed your commitment, your love shining brightly even in the darkest of times.

Miguel felt slight relaxation from your gentle motions but still seemed to be stressed as he started to rub his temples.

Suddenly an idea sparked in your head and a smirk graced your lips.

You came in front of him and started getting on your knees, watching as his eyes widened.

“What are you doing, mi vida?” Miguel asked as he watched you tie your hair back.

“Just relieving a little bit of your stress,” you cooed as you stroked his clothed cock, watching as his eyes fluttered shut.

“Do you really wanna play this game, muneca?” he questioned, his eyes glazed with lust.

You nodded as he stood up and unzipped his suit revealing his toned body.

Miguel laid back against the sofa, his eyes focused on your thighs rubbing together.

“Want me to help you out with that, princesa?” he smirked as he watched your face burn.

“No, this is about you right now,” you said as you waved aside thoughts about your own pleasure and looked at him.

Right as your fingers gripped the waistband of his boxers, Miguel gripped your throat making you look up at him with shock as he leaned his head forward so that his hot breath tickled your ear.

“You fucking tease me and I’m gonna fuck you so hard that you won’t be able to walk for weeks,” his voice was deep and full of lust as he bit your earlobe.

You had to bite your lip to suppress the moan that was about to escape your throat.

He retreated his head back to scan your face as he removed his fingers from your throat.

You gulped.

“Got it?” he lifted your chin up with a single digit.

“Yes sir,” you whimpered as he grinned at your submission.

“Now be a good girl and suck me off,” he said, tapping his clothed cock.

You eagerly pulled down his boxers and watched his cock spring up. It was thick with pre-cum already leaking from it.

Your mouth watered at the sight as he continued to grin wickedly.

“See something you like, sweetheart?” he asked as you nodded, bending down so that you were mere centimeters away from his cock.

You parted your lips open and took him in your mouth, putting one of your hands around his shaft just the way he liked it.

“Fuck,” he groaned, the sensation of your mouth on his cock already giving him pleasure.

Your thighs clenched again at his moan as you started licking the base of his cock, your tongue gliding along his veins.

“What did I fucking tell you?” Miguel growled, looking down at you giving his cock kitten licks.

“I will destroy you if you tease me,”

As intriguing as that sounded, you just wanted to please your boyfriend and wanted him to destress so you took more of him until your nose brushed against his pubic hair.

You could feel him throbbing in your mouth as you swirled your tongue around him, wanting to explore every part of him.

You started to suck on him making him immediately bring a hand down to your hair and fist it making you moan.

“Keep doing that, baby, feels so good,” he praised, as you looked up at him with teary eyes growing wetter from his praise.

The moment he locked eyes with you it was over and he gripped your hair tightly and started thrusting into your mouth with no mercy.

The tip of his cock hit the back of your throat making you almost gag from the rough sensation.

His hips continued to snap back and forth into your mouth and you swore that you could see stars because of how fast he was going.

You brought one of your hands to his muscular thighs and gripped it, digging your nails into his skin.

“Such a good fucking girl, allowing me to use you as a toy to relieve my stress,” Miguel’s eyes were almost black as he watched his cock slide in and out of your mouth.

You watched as his thighs twitched and you could tell that he was going to cum soon along with the way he kept cursing in Spanish.

Tears started to leak from your cheeks as his thrusts started to get sloppier.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum,” his eyebrows furrowing with pleasure.

Before he could cum, you detached your lips from his cock, a strand of saliva connecting from your lips to your cock.

You know what maybe he could also destress by destroying me you thought.

Your eyes were fixed on Miguel as he casually rose from his seat. The thumping of your heart seemed to echo in your chest, a mix of fear and adrenaline coursing through your veins.

In a rush of nerves and anticipation, you forced yourself to stand up, trembling with a blend of fear and excitement. The intensity of his gaze sent chills down your spine, yet a strange thrill started to build inside you.

“I told you what would happen,” he chuckled darkly as he started cornering you into the wall.

Once your back hit the wall, in one swift movement, he turned you over so that your clothed ass was flush against his cock.

A shiver ran down your spine as you felt his hot breath against your exposed neck. The sensation sent chills tingling through your body, a mix of anticipation and unease swirling within you.

"I'm going to destroy you," he whispered, his words dripping with a dark promise. And then, without warning, his teeth sank into your shoulder, eliciting a sharp gasp of pain and a feeling of pleasure bubbling in your stomach.

It was safe to say that the chili you were previously making had burnt.

#miguel ohara x reader #miguel ohara smut #spiderman 2099 smut #spiderman 2099 x reader #miguel ohara x reader smut

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shangchiswife · 1 year

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obi-wan kenobi- better man

summary: you watch as obi-wan has moved on from you but you can't help but still have feelings for him.

obi-wan x gn!reader

warnings: none

word count: 705

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You tried not to stare.

You really tried for your sanity but you couldn’t help it, your eyes stayed glued to them.

You watched as your fellow Jedi, and former partner, Obi-Wan Kenobi hooked a finger under Duchess Satine’s chin and pressed a loving kiss to her cheek while she closed her eyes and smiled.

Your heart clenched at the sweet gesture.

You remembered a time when he had acted that way with you.

You watched the way the duchess scrunched up her nose with delight and laid her head against his chest.

It was so unfair.

You tried so hard to hate him after he had told you that one September night that he needed to focus on being a Jedi Master and helping to train Anakin instead of being with you but you just couldn’t

You had initially believed him when he said he wanted to focus on work. But you knew that wasn’t the case when you saw him a few weeks later, trailing after Satine like a lovesick puppy with his cheeks scarlet.

You remembered when he used to look at you like you were the most beautiful thing in all of existence.

The way his blue eyes lit up and sparkled every time you walked in a room.

Now you watched as he looked at Satine that way.

You tried so hard to hate her but you just couldn’t.

Satine was so kind to you, always greeting you with a smile when you came to her planet, and treating you with respect. You had always admired the way she ruled Mandalore with such grace and poise.

And you knew that if she had known that you were previously with Obi-Wan then she would’ve stayed far away from you because that was the type of person she was. But Obi-Wan had made it clear that the two of you would be secret so you honored his wishes.

Your hands shook as you averted your eyes from the happy couple.

Sometimes in the middle of the night, you could still feel him, your body would tingle from the ghost of his fingers on your waist, his lips on yours.

“I’ve never loved somebody as much as I love you,” Obi-Wan’s voice snapped you out of your clouded mind as you felt your heart shatter at his words.

Oh.

He had never told you that before.

He had never even bothered to tell you that he loved you.

That day he ended your relationship you had told him you loved him and you’d never forget the horrified expression on his face, his jaw slack as he mumbled “I’m sorry,” and then left you alone, heartbroken, and full of tears.

And still, after all of that, you still loved and missed him.

You stood up abruptly, wiping a stray tear that had slipped down your cheek from the memory.

Your heart pounded in your chest as you started walking away at a fast pace.

You needed to get off Mandalore and bring more distance between yourself and Obi-Wan.

“Y/N?” the voice of Obi-Wan filled the throne room.

You shook off his voice and continued walking to the ship that you had gone on with Obi-Wan.

Your steps became quicker as you peeked your eyes and saw that both Obi-Wan and Satine were following you, concern evident in their eyes.

Hot angry tears streamed down your face as you approached your ship.

Commander Cody sat at the edge of the ship with his helmet off as he slightly dozed off.

“Let’s go,” your voice was angry as you awoke him with a jolt.

You didn’t mean to be rude but your emotion was taking over your entire body.

“But General Kenobi-”

“I don’t care, Commander, let's just go,” your voice cracked.

The commander took one look at your puffy eyes and trembling lips and nodded before immediately rushing over to the cockpit and urging the ship to life.

Once the ship started moving in the air, Obi-Wan and Satine appeared on the launchpad looking up at you.

You stared down at him and slowly shook your head at him before sitting down.

It never would have happened if he was just a better man.

#obi wan x reader #obi wan kenobi x reader #star wars imagine #star wars x reader #obi wan imagine #obi wan fic #star wars preferences

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shangchiswife · 1 year

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din djarin- every dead-end street led you straight to me

summary: din comes back from a trip so you show him how much you love him

din djarin x fem! reader

inspired by taylor swift's new song: all of the girls you've loved before!

warnings: smut, cursing

word count: 1703

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It had been about a week since Din Djarin had left you alone on the Razorcrest to tend to the green child you had both grown to love while he had an important bounty to deliver.

It had been two years since you started working for Din and a year since the two of you had recognized your feelings for each other and gotten together.

When you first started working for him, Din had been cold and distant towards you, only talking to you when it seemed necessary. His feelings slowly changed when he started noticing the little things that you would do for him and Grogu. In return, he started to exchange the favor by offering you little trinkets from the planets you’d visit.

One day this cycle of returning gifts and hiding your affection for each other ended when you almost got killed one day and Din saved your life.

You had been on the run from the empire when suddenly Grogu slipped out of your arms squealing while an Imperial officer scrambled to retrieve him.

As if it were instinct you immediately ran back to get him, shoving the officer aside before snatching the crying baby back into your arms.

The officer yelped before whipping out his gun and aiming it at you.

“Stop shooting at him and start shooting at the girl!” the burly officer had barked as the stormtroopers behind him turned their weapons on you and started firing powerful shots at you that you luckily dodged.

You ran back to a screaming Din who took your hand in his and rushed back to your ship.

Bullets blazed fast the both of you as you felt your heart hammering hard in your chest from the adrenaline flowing through your blood.

Once your ship was flying high into the sky away from Imperial activity, the Mandalorian had started towards you angrily, his gloved fingers on his helmet.

Grogu had cooed nervously in your lap, looking up at you with scared big eyes while you braced yourself for Din’s words.

“How could you let yourself be so careless? You almost got yourself killed!” his voice was laced with bitterness.

Despite not being able to see him, you could practically feel his gaze burn onto you.

“I’m sorry but I had to save him,” your voice was small as you let the shivering child down and watched him waddle away back to his cradle.

“I cannot believe you would ever do that! So many of those bullets could’ve caught you,”

“I had to save him because if I didn’t I would never be able to forgive myself,” your eyes were full of tears threatening to spill over your cheeks as you stared at your own reflection from his helmet.

Your shaking hands were pressed tightly over your chest as you stared at the floor.

The atmosphere around the both of you was tense and heavy, an uncomfortable silence hanging over the two of you.

Din sighed, his breath coming out modulated as he bent down to your level.

“Oh don’t cry mesh’la,” his voice was soft as he lifted up a hand and grazed it over your cheeks.

At that moment a tear slipped down your cheek.

You leaned into his body as he gasped at the touch before wrapping his arms around you.

“I just…I just wouldn’t know what to do without him…without the two of you,” you cried as your tears continued to flow onto his Beskar.

He held you even tighter before pulling away and holding your cheeks with his gloved fingers.

He delicately swiped the tears away.

“Close your eyes cyar’ika,” he was quiet as you stared at him, eyes puffy.

“What?” you asked, sniffling.

“Just close your eyes,” Din said as you complied with his request, gently closing your eyes.

You heard the sound of something hissing and furrowed your eyebrows with confusion about to ask him what was going on before you felt a pair of lips on your own.

Your heart stopped as you kissed him back, moving your hand to his curly hair making him grunt.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to do that,” he sighed breathlessly before kissing you again as you giggled.

“Me too,”

….

You smiled at the memory as you stroked the head of the sleeping child in your arms.

Grogu had been sleeping for over an hour after you fed him a dinner that consisted of a hot bowl of vegetable soup with a side of stale bread.

You missed Din a lot.

Being with the Mandalorian was the best thing that had ever happened to you. All of your past failed relationships were instantly forgotten whenever he squeezed your hand when walking through a city or bringing you flowers. He was so respectful and kind and your heart swelled so much whenever you’d think about him.

Years of heartbreak led him straight to you. A reward after all of the horrible things you’d gone through.

You sighed as you slowly got up, not wanting to wake the sleeping baby, and put him in his cradle on the other side of the ship.

Right as you were about to return back to your room to get some sleep, a hand clamped over your mouth making you scream into your captor’s hand.

A modulated laugh escaped the person behind you as you rolled your eyes and shoved his hand off your mouth.

Din Djarin stood in front of you clad in Beskar standing in a very mischievous manner.

You took his hand in yours and dragged him over to your shared bedroom.

“Are you crazy you could’ve woken up Grogu!” you scolded, slapping his chest as he threw his head back with laughter before going over to you and wrapping his arms around you.

“I missed you,” he said as all of your annoyance immediately diminished the moment you felt the coolness of his helmet rest on your shoulder.

Your heart immediately melted at his confession and a smile graced your face as you stared at him.

“I missed you too,” you shifted around so that you were face to face with him and brought your forehead to his helmet.

A Keldabe kiss.

Weeks after being together, Din had shown you the sweet meaning of him pressing his helmet against your forehead so you made it your biggest priority whenever he’d come back on the ship to do the Keldabe kiss.

Every time you put your forehead against his Din would always find himself gasping for breath at how sweet you were and how lucky he was to have you in his world.

“You missed me?” he hummed, hands rubbing up and down your waist

“Mhm,” your eyes glinted under the dim light of the ship.

“Show me,” his voice suddenly turned deep, sending shivers down your spine as his hand trailed down to the waistband of your sleep pants.

He quickly shed his gloves before dipping his fingers into your panties.

His breath hitched at the wetness that collected on his digits.

“Fuck mesh’la you’re already wet and I haven’t even done anything to you,” he groaned.

You brushed his hands away from your soaked core and eyed his bulge through his flight suit, grazing your fingers over it.

“No Din, tonight is about you…let me take care of you,” you purred as you pushed him back against the mattress.

He cursed under his breath as he watched you unclasp his pants and let his cock spring forward.

It’s already leaking with pre-cum which makes you look up at him with a cheeky grin.

“Someone’s excited,” you teased as he rolled his eyes under his helmet.

“You going to suck me off or tease me because if you’re gonna do that-” his words were cut off by the feeling of your tongue against him making him jerk in surprise.

Your tongue moved skillfully around him, not missing any vein or crevice.

He missed your goddamn mouth.

Din watched as you continued to lick him all over, swirling your tongue around him while you took more of him into your mouth.

“Fuck,” he growled, fisting your hair and pulling you closer to his cock.

You moaned in surprise, your teary eyes looking up at him, full of lust.

“Such a good fucking girl,” he praised as you whimpered at the compliment, the ache between your legs growing.

“Touch yourself, baby,” he brings a hand to your cheek, encouraging you as you eagerly skimmed your digits over your folds, moaning which sent vibrations to his cock.

While you continued to suck him off, your fingers rubbed harsh circles on your clit.

He gripped your head and started to thrust roughly into your mouth, using it the way he wanted as tears continued to leak down your burning cheeks while you tried to control your gag reflex.

The sensation of his cock attacking your throat and your fingers circling your pussy was too much as you felt your orgasm building in your stomach.

“I’m gonna cum,” you mumbled over his cock that was being pistoned in your throat.

Din panted, gripping your chin so that you could look up at his helmet.

“Cum for me, mesh’la,” he said, his Mando’a sending you over the edge as you felt pleasure wash over you while he emptied his seed into your mouth with a grunt.

You removed your mouth from his cock with a loud pop, a mixture of his cum and your saliva dripping down your chin.

You could feel his eyes burning into you as you rested your head on his clothed thigh.

“Thank you pretty girl,” he said, rubbing your back gently with one hand.

“No problem I mean it was hot,” you grinned as he brought a hand to your cheek and caressed it.

“It was,”

“It almost makes me wish that you went out more,” you teased.

“You’d never last without my cock and you know it,” the Mandalorian chuckled darkly.

“I bet I could,” a devilish grin formed on your lips.

One second later you were thrown onto the mattress of your shared bed with Din on top of you.

“We’ll see about that,”

#din djarin x reader #din djarin angst #din djarin imagine #din djarin smut #din djarin x reader smut #star wars imagine #star wars x reader #star wars x reader smut #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal smut

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shangchiswife · 1 year

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joel miller- pretty pink skirt

summary: joel miller gets possessive over you so you teach him a lesson

joel x fem!reader

warnings: smut, cursing

word count: 3226

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The moment you strutted down the street in that pretty pink skirt Joel Miller knew it was the end of him.

He watched the way that with every step the skirt showed a sliver of your thighs and fit snugly against your curves.

His breath caught in his throat at the way the hint of a smirk formed on your lips as you smoothed your fingers over the flowy skirt.

You knew exactly what you were doing and it was definitely on purpose.

….

The previous day you had been at the local Jackson bar when a man around your age approached you.

He was handsome with steel gray eyes hidden behind dark frames and unruly curly hair.

Joel had been sipping a glass of beer as he watched the man approach you.

The man tapped your shoulder before you turned your head to spin in his direction.

Your jaw dropped as you hopped off the stool you previously sat on to stare at the man in front of you.

“Ollie?” you questioned as the man grinned.

You ran into his arms, wrapping your arms around his neck while he embraced you back with an equal amount of passion.

His thick eyebrows furrowed together as he downed the rest of his beer, his fingers pressing hard against his glass as he watched the interaction.

“It’s been so long oh my god! How are you?” you asked excitedly as you broke away from him and watched as he gave you an excited look.

“As good as I can be in an apocalypse,” he said as you threw your head back in laughter.

“Oh, Ollie you’re just like I remembered,” you shook your head as you remembered the two of you rolling around in the dirt together at recess time at the small local school in the QZ.

“I hope not I’ve grown at least a foot since you last saw me!” Oliver feigned mock pain as he placed a hand over his hand.

You rolled your eyes and shoved his hand away from his chest.

“So how’s your love life?” you asked wiggling your eyebrows suggestively which didn’t go unnoticed by Joel who narrowed his eyebrows at you.

“Man you know I keep looking but I’ll never find the right guy,” he scratched the back of his head awkwardly as you took his hand in yours and squeezed it tightly.

“One day you’ll find him I promise,” you said as he offered you a shy smile and hugged you.

“So do you have anyone?” he raised his eyebrows, trying to mock you.

“Yeah actually-”

You were cut off by Joel whose glare cut you so deep you stumbled into Ollie’s arms.

“You ok?” Ollie questioned.

“She’s fine,” Joel’s voice dripped with malice before he grabbed your arm.

“C’mon we’re going home, Y/N,” the older man grabbed your forearm as you turned your head and waved at your former best friend who made kissing faces.

You exited the bar and entered the breezy streets of Jackson.

The night sky was glittering with white stars and a bright full moon.

“Joel, I was in the middle of talking!” you said.

“Talking or flirting,” Joel gritted his teeth as you stopped in your tracks, gawking at your boyfriend.

“Ollie is a childhood friend-”

“I don’t care who he is he is not allowed to look at you like that,” the salt and pepper-haired man twisted his head around to shoot his eyes at you.

You started to laugh a little.

You could practically feel the red-hot jealousy radiating off him.

Joel’s face burned with anger.

“Texas I don’t think you understand,” you giggled using your favorite nickname on him, placing a hand on his arm to stabilize yourself.

“Oh, I think I’m starting to…” his thick southern accent slipped into his words as he shoved his arm away from you.

Suddenly you weren’t smiling anymore.

“Joel you’re still not getting it he isn’t into w-”

“You know what save it,” he cut you off with a hand before turning around, his broad back facing you.

“Have fun with your ‘childhood best friend,’” he said using air quotes when he said childhood best friend.

How did he not believe you?

You felt hot tears blur your vision.

“He’s into fucking men, Joel!” you shouted as he whipped his head around, eyes wide.

He opened his mouth to say something but you used his method by cutting him off with a hand.

“YOU save it, Joel I can’t believe you didn’t trust me or my love for you for one second after all we’ve been through together,” your lip trembled with your words as Joel put his head down in shame.

“I’m not coming back to your place tonight so don’t even bother waiting for me,” your voice cracked as you turned back to the direction of the bar, swiping stray tears away from your face.

Joel felt his heart crack into a million pieces as he watched you walk away from him, the dim yellow streetlamps illuminating your form.

….

The first time you both had slept together was years ago after Sam and Henry had passed.

It had been hours since you’d buried them and Joel was now driving you and Ellie away.

Ellie had fallen asleep long ago, her soft snores providing you with little comfort.

Your entire body had been shaking with terror as the scenes of Sam and Henry dying replayed in your head.

You tried to look around to distract yourself from the two with the once former blooming suburbs of the small town you were in.

“Hey,” Joel’s voice was soft as he put a hand on your bouncing knee, stopping it instantly.

Your heart dropped as he stared at you, his brown eyes full of concern.

“You alright? You haven’t slept,” he said as he slowed the truck.

You shook your head lightly, avoiding eye contact with him as he stopped the car in front of a house.

“Come on let’s stop for the day,” he said as you said nothing, your face a mask void of emotion.

He opened the passenger side for you to get out of and then lifted Ellie out of the car as she stirred, making an annoyed grunt.

“I know I know, you’ll get back to bed soon enough,” he said as she opened her eyes and took your hand in hers.

The house was deserted without a single sign of life except for pictures of a family of five that lined the living room.

“Let’s get to bed, sweetheart,” you coaxed Ellie, leading her up the rickety steps to the second floor.

The girl grumbled as you guided her into a room that was previously home to a teenage girl.

Ellie stared at the lush made-up king-sized bed and immediately jumped into it, covering herself with the thick bright blanket.

A moment later, her snores returned and you snorted before going over to her and pressing a gentle kiss on her forehead.

“Hey,” Joel rapped his knuckles on the doorframe as you spun around to face him.

How did he always look so dashing?

“You should get some rest,” he said as you walked over to him and let him lead you to a bedroom, his hand resting on the small of your back.

Your heart pounded from his touch as he escorted you into a large bedroom.

The sheets were velvet while the pillows had satin over them.

“These were some rich people,” you mumbled to yourself as your fingers brushed over the thick blanket.

The older man nodded as you slipped under the covers.

Your eyes were still wide open.

“What’s wrong?” Joel asked knowingly as he crouched beside you.

At this point, you both had known each other for months and Joel being as observant as he was always noticed when something was off with you. Maybe it was the feelings he was fighting for you that made him more attentive when it came to you.

“Can’t stop thinking about them,” you shuddered as you thought about Sam and the way his head had jerked violently when he was shot.

The sweet innocent boy that you had grown attached to within the span of a day.

Joel was not used to being open but when it came to you he would do whatever you wanted.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” he questioned, raising his thick eyebrows slightly looking for a reaction.

“No, I just want to sleep now you’re right I am tired,” you said, pressing your tired face against the silky soft pillow.

“Alright then,” the man bowed his head and made his way toward the door.

“Wait!” you said making him stop in his tracks.

“Can you…stay with me?” you asked sheepishly as the Texan’s heart stopped at your invitation.

“Of course,” he breathed as he made his way next to you and went under the blanket.

“Thanks, Miller,” you said, giving him a shy smile before drifting off to sleep.

That was the day when Joel Miller knew he had fallen in love.

….

Now he watched you strut down the streets of Jackson without a care in the world while everyone stared at you with admiration and envy.

Men your age and Joel’s all took turns looking you up and down with wolfish grins on their faces.

“Lookin’ good baby,” he heard someone wolf whistle as you smiled innocently at the man, sending him a cheeky wink.

It was a particularly windy day and Joel watched as you tried to tame the skirt that tried to fly up and expose you.

Joel felt his fists clench in his jeans pockets as he watched you sashay down the most public avenue.

His veins practically popped out of his neck at the lustful looks of the men in Jackson who tried to take a peek at what was his.

Once you had passed the older man you shot him a nasty glare.

“That’s it,” he grumbled as he grabbed your wrist and pulled you into an abandoned alley.

You said nothing, your eyes narrowing as he stared you down, his once soft brown eyes cold.

“Miller,” your tone was even and matched his stern gaze.

“Look Y/N I’m sorry for being possessive over you I was just jealous,” he said as you said nothing.

“I can’t believe you’d ever accuse me of ever betraying your trust like that Joel that’s so fucked up,” you looked down at the ground, kicking a pebble.

Joel brought his fingers to your chin, lifting it up so that you locked eyes.

“Let me make it up to you then,” his voice was deep and sent shivers down your spine.

“It better be good because otherwise, I won’t be forgiving you, Texas,” you said, turning your head the other way and shifting your stance.

It was a good sign that you were using his signature nickname which made him regain his confidence.

The air was thick and electrifying with tension, passion, and desire as you both stared at each other intensely.

Joel angled his head down so that you felt his breath fan across your ear.

“You bet it’ll be good darlin',” he smirked as he watched you shudder from your close proximity.

The older man then got on his knees in front of you.

The sight was almost enough to make you drool but you controlled yourself because you were still slightly annoyed at him.

“You’re gonna have to be quiet if you want this sweetheart,” Joel said, gripping your thighs as he watched you nod in an uninterested manner, your blank face masking your want for him.

Joel was going to make it his ultimate goal to coax that reaction out of you.

He rubbed your thighs sensually, his rough calloused hands smoothing them up and down at first before gently lifting up your pink skirt.

You knew that it’d drive him crazy when he’d see you wear it which was the reason you picked it out for this occasion.

“Such a pretty fuckin’ skirt,” he complimented before tearing his eyes away from the fabric and onto your pink lacy panties.

“Holy fuck,” he said, feeling his pants grow tighter as he pulled them down.

You held back a whimper at the feeling of the wind grazing over your bare pussy.

The Texan took one finger and dipped it in your folds, collecting your wetness.

“So fuckin’ wet,” he smirked before taking his wet finger and sucking it in his mouth.

Your pussy clenched around nothing as you watched the dirty action.

“Hurry the fuck up already,” you said impatiently as the man said nothing and plunged one of his fingers inside of you making you throw your head back against the brick wall behind you.

The combined feeling of him rubbing your clit at a tantalizingly slow pace and his middle finger continuously hitting your G-spot made your breaths shallow.

Joel grinned as he watched your face struggle to be neutral.

“Another finger outta do it,” he said, southern accent strong in his words before he added another finger into your weeping pussy making you mewl.

His eyes were trained on you as they took in every movement and reaction from you.

You grabbed a fistful of his salt and peppered hair and brought it close to your core as he took that as his cue and started to simultaneously flick your clit with his tongue and finger-fuck you.

“Joel,” you whimpered with pleasure as he groaned into your heat, swirling his tongue around at a brutal pace that made your eyes roll to the back of your head as he started to bring you to your climax.

You watched as his hands started to drip with your slick.

“So fuckin’ sweet,” he growled as he assaulted your pussy faster with his tongue sliding up and down your slit and his two fingers hitting your G-spot.

You were so close, the all-so-familiar coil in your stomach about to snap before Joel removed his head and fingers from you making you whine.

“Aww, I thought you were mad at me, sweetpea?” he mocked you.

“Fuck you, Miller,” you breathed out as he stood up and pushed you against the brick wall, one hand on the base of your throat shooting electricity down your spine.

“Oh I will, trust me, baby,” he said darkly, his pupils blown out and full of lust.

His tone made your heart drop to the lowest pit of your stomach and a pool of wetness form around your core.

You watched as the bulge in between his thighs grew from a whimper that escaped your throat.

You couldn’t help but get turned on by the situation as he slipped your shirt off, and threw it on the floor.

He then undid your bra and immediately attacked your boobs with his hands. He squeezed the mound roughly and tweaked your pebbled nipples making you moan loudly.

Then you pulled him by his shirt to you and kissed him hard.

He kissed you back with an equal amount of passion as you ground your bare pussy on his clothed cock making him groan.

“Fuck baby you’re gonna make me cum right now,” he sighed with bliss as you removed your lips from his and attached them to his neck, licking and sucking everywhere.

He smirked at your movements before he unbuttoned his jeans, letting his girthy cock spring free.

He was leaking with pre-cum before he spun you around so that you were pressed against the cold wall, making you shiver.

You clenched your thighs together as you peeked at his dick.

“Like what you see baby?” he drawled tauntingly as he pumped himself a couple of times before peppering kisses on your neck and bunching up your skirt so that he had easier access to you.

“Always do,” you said, your core throbbing as he seized your hips in a bruisingly-tight grip and let his cock nudge against your slick entrance.

The older man pushed inside of you as you took one of his hands and intertwined it with one of yours as you allowed yourself to get used to his large length.

“So tight,” he hissed as he drove himself deeper into your cunt making you gasp with pleasure.

He stretched you out completely as your fingers clung to the brick wall in front of you.

“Ready?” he rasped as you nodded eagerly as he began to slip in and out of you at a rough pace, the way Joel liked it.

You were clouded with pleasure and bliss as he filled you up and left you empty within seconds.

You moaned loudly before Joel covered your mouth with one of his large hands.

“Careful sweetheart, don’t want anyone to hear you do you?” he panted as you whimpered into his hand.

His hand slapped your ass making you squirm underneath him.

“Such a dirty fuckin’ whore walking around town with a tiny skirt beggin’ for attention,” his pace turned even rougher as your vision blurred with tears from the stimulation.

“But we all know you just wanted my cock in the end isn’t that right?” he grinned cheekily.

“Yes,” you sighed.

“Yes what?” he growled gripping your throat as his other hand slid down your body to rub hard circles onto your clit.

“Yes, sir,” you managed as stars blinded you from the way he split you open with his cock.

“Good girl,” he massaged your ass before he continued to move into you, his thrusts started to get sloppy.

The only other noises in the room were Joel’s grunts and the lewd noises that came out of your throat.

Your walls started to flutter around his length.

“Gonna cum,” you moaned louder as pressure started to build up in your lower belly.

“Me too,” he admitted, his nose brushing against your throat as he continued to pound into you, his balls hitting your ass while you clenched around him.

“Fuck!” you screamed into his hand before whimpering his name repetitively.

He gave you one last thrust before you both orgasmed at the same time with his seed filling you up and leaking down your thighs.

Waves of pleasure washed over your entire body as you shut your eyes with bliss as your orgasm came over you.

“So fuckin’ pretty,” he panted before he pulled out of you and twisted your tired body around so that you faced him.

He took your tossed clothes and gave them to you like the gentleman that he was.

You slid on your shirt while he returned your soiled panties to you.

Once you were fully clothed, the older man pulled you into his chest, placing a gentle hand on your head.

“Sweetheart I’m so sorry,” he said, his voice dripping with sadness.

“It’s okay, Joel, I know you were only doing all of that because you love me,” you gave him a smile before cupping his face.

He immediately melted into your touch before he pressed a kiss onto your hand, his eyes soft and adoring as he gazed at you like you were the most beautiful person in the world.

“I love you so much, cowboy,” you teased him before planting a kiss on his cheek.

“I love you too, sweetpea,”

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din djarin- knight in shining beskar (part 1)

hi guys this is part 1 to my new series inspired by tangled! right now there won't be any smut until later parts and when there is I'll add a warning. hope you guys enjoy!

asiya

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summary: you were the princess of Corellia until a group of criminals infiltrated the kingdom and forced you to run away to Naboo where you have lived for sixteen years without going outside. din djarin is assigned the task of retrieving you as bounty for that group of criminals.

din djarin x fem!reader

warnings: cursing, death

word count: 3203

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You awoke with a jolt, a shiver running down your spine from the nightmare you just had.

Your face was slick with sweat and your chest heaved.

You switched on the lamp next to you and swung your feet off your bed, out of breath.

You started towards the giant window at the center of the room and swung the doors apart, allowing a breeze to enter the tower you were more or less trapped in.

….

At a young age, you had lived a very privileged and lavish life as a princess on the planet Corellia. You were very close with your family and had been given so much love from them.

That was before forces of bandits and pirates entered your home planet and started terrorizing innocents and vandalizing Corellian monuments.

One day, these attacks escalated further and the criminals infiltrated the castle.

Your family had taken shelter in the palace’s heart: the throne room.

You remembered the way your mother had squeezed you close to her while your father held a gun to his heart, holding his wife's hand.

Your father’s guards had their guns aimed at the large stone doors of the throne room.

The bandits banged on the door trying to urge it open.

Your heart pounded as the entrance started to nudge open.

Your mother pressed a long kiss to your forehead as you started to feel her wet tears slip down her cheeks, dripping onto your face.

The doors opened with a bang, the sound of gunshots filling the air.

Your mother turned your head away from the violence while she watched with horror as the King’s knights fell with brutal wounds.

You peeked through her fingers and watched as the crooks (who had caused problems for the entire kingdom) entered the throne room with an Abyssin with dark regal robes at the front, a smirk plastered on his green face.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” the Abyssin offered your father a wicked grin before turning to you and your mother.

“If you touch either of them I will shoot you, Astrin,” your father growled angrily as he aimed his gun at the cyclops, causing him to chuckle.

“Such powerful words coming from someone who is so outnumbered,” he approached closer and closer to you.

Your father’s face contorted with anger as he gripped the weapon in a manner that made his knuckles turn ghostly white.

“My, my, what a pretty woman you have,” he complimented your mother who turned her head away from the creature in disgust.

The Abyssin crouched down in front of the two of you and gripped your mother’s chin roughly, pulling her attention back to him.

“When I’m talking to you, you address me with respect,” Astrin growled, her eyes widening at his action.

“Get your hands off my wife, you dirty pirate!” your father screamed with rage as he cocked his gun.

The green man in front of you looked at his men as they started towards the Corellian King who aimed his weapon wildly at the approaching men.

You watched with fear as you shared a look with your father before he pulled the trigger,shooting all of the criminals around him.

The Abyssin’s men collapsed on the ground from your father’s powerful shots.

Your father had a fierce look that you’d rarely seen, a look that was only reserved for protecting his family.

With one quick motion, the Abyssin leader pulled out a revolver and shot your father straight in the head.

You watched in horror as he fell onto the floor almost immediately, blood pooling around his head.

Your mother let out a gut-wrenching scream before she stood up and charged toward the Abyssin who looked her up and down before shooting her.

Your lip trembled as you watched both of your parent’s bloodied bodies.

Your mother’s eyes, once filled with mirth and care, were now lifeless. Your father, who used to carry you over his shoulder to watch the fireworks and lanterns when there were festivals and would carry your mother as if she weighed nothing into the gardens, was now the weakest you’ve ever seen him.

Tears leaked from your horrified eyes as you couldn’t look away from your dead parents.

“And now, for the dear darling princess,” Astrin simpered as he bent down to your level.

“Poor little princess…her whole family is dead,” he said in an unforgiving tone as the men that surrounded him laughed.

You said nothing, lifting your eyes up to shoot him a nasty glare as hot tears streamed down your face.

He tutted as he locked eyes with you.

“Now, what are we going to do to you…hmm…you’re young so we’ll play a game you’ll surely enjoy. Hide and seek! You’ll have thirty minutes to run and hide and then we’ll seek you out and when we do, we’ll kill you,” the green cyclops had a sinister look on his face that made your heart pound hard in your chest.

“Now, run along, the time starts now unless you want to get killed,” he grinned.

You immediately stood up, holding the skirt of your gown, and ran. You ran as fast as you could out of the palace.

Tears blurred your vision as you replayed the moments of your parents dying in front of you in your mind.

You were frozen in place. You did nothing to stop them from getting killed.

You were only seven but you still could’ve done something.

Your heart pounded fast as you ran through the streets of Corellia. Past the once-green gardens that were now burnt to a crisp. Past the city market that was once bustling with bubbly customers but was now deserted. And finally past the once lit-up homes that were now dark.

What had these criminals done to your city? What had they done to your home?

Suddenly, you felt yourself being pulled into a home.

Your screams were muffled by a large callused hand.

You were flipped so that you were face-to-face with your captor.

He was a man around your father’s age and had dark curly locks on top of his head, a patchy beard, and steel gray eyes.

“Look,” he whispered as he pointed to a window where you saw a sea of bandits running on the streets.

Your heart sunk.

They had lied.

“Please don’t scream. I’m not going to kill you,” the man took his hand off of your mouth and stared at you as you continued to watch the men on the streets.

“He told me that he was going to wait thirty minutes and then chase me,” you whispered.

“It’s no surprise that they lied, they work with the Sith,” the man ran a hand through his hair frustratedly as your eyes widened.

“I thought the Sith were a myth?” you questioned.

“We told all of you children that it was just a fairytale so that you’d all get proper sleep but that clearly isn’t the case,” the man said as you regarded him with suspicion.

“Who even are you?”

“I’m a friend of your father’s,” he had noticed your wariness and watched as your shoulders relaxed.

“He’s never mentioned you before,” you said softly, looking at the floor.

“That’s the way it was meant to be. Your father knew that the Aero gang would infiltrate the palace one day and wanted a person outside to be able to help you all so I had to keep it a secret,”

You said nothing, kicking at the floor.

“Alright…well today you can stay here at the house but tomorrow I will be taking you someplace else where you’ll be living…your father has a tower in Naboo for you,” the man cleared his throat.

You remembered a year before when your family had stayed in that tower during a business trip for your father.

“How long will I be living there?” your voice was small.

“Until things become better on Corellia,” his answer was firm as you opened your mouth to say something, but couldn’t say anything.

How long was that truly going to be?

Yes, you were young but you also weren’t stupid to how powerful the Aero gang was. You had sometimes heard your parents frantically discussing them in hushed whispers, fear written on their faces.

You must’ve had a scared look on your face because the man crouched down at your level.

“Your new living quarters are nice and if you ever need anything, I will always be there for you. I made a promise to your father and I intend to keep it,” his dark eyes bore into yours as you felt tears threatening to spill from your waterline.

“What is your name?” you gulped.

“Glenn,” he answered as you wrapped your hands around his neck.

“Thank you, Glenn,” your voice wavered as your grief of losing your family, home, and planet overcame you and a stream of tears raced down your cheeks.

The dark-haired man rubbed your back gently allowing you some comfort.

“It’ll be alright, princess, it’ll be alright, I promise,”

….

Glenn had made that promise sixteen years ago and nothing had changed on your planet according to him and the local newspapers he gave you.

You had followed all of his strict rules of not leaving your tower, not making any noise, and not interacting with a single soul, despite Nabooians being some of the kindest people you had ever met.

Glenn had become a guardian for you and you loved him dearly for all the care and affection he showered you with, but you wanted to see the outside world and return to your home planet.

You dreamt of touching the green blades of grass, the feeling of the turquoise sea against your bare legs, and most of all talking to real people.

Despite your excitement, you were also filled with a sense of apprehension. You had never traveled alone before, and the thought of venturing into the unknown was both thrilling and scary, especially with the Aero gang still searching for you.

Regardless of your fear, you were ready to embrace the unknown of the new Corellia. You wanted to lead your people against the harsh gang. You longed for revenge against them after they ruined your childhood and killed your parents mercilessly in front of you.

You especially wanted to see Astrin and murder him in cold blood.

At the thought of Astrin, you felt your hands clench into tight fists.

You pushed your thoughts of him aside and stared out the window, gazing at the sun that began to rise slowly over the horizon, casting a soft golden glow across the sky. The first rays of light illuminated the sky, painting it in shades of pink, orange, and red. As the sun continued to rise, the colors intensified, creating a breathtaking display of natural beauty.

Birds from shades of red and blue chirped and sang as they flitted from tree to tree, welcoming the new day with joyful melodies. The air was fresh and cool, and a gentle breeze rustled through the leaves, carrying with it the sweet scent of blooming flowers.

As the sun rose higher in the sky, its warm rays began to spread across the land, bringing life and energy to everything it touched. The fields and meadows shimmered with dew, and the trees and plants stretched toward the light.

In the distance, you could hear the sound of waves crashing against the golden sands you used to run along as a child.

You let out a deep breath, inhaling the fresh scent before making your way back into the tower and starting your day.

….

Din Djarin had never been offered such a high amount of credits before in his lifetime. He didn’t know whether to be surprised or not, considering that he was taking a deal from the king of Corellia.

“So will you take the job?” the Abyssin in front of him asked, arching his eyebrow.

The green baby in his lap cooed at the cyclop’s words as he looked up at his father’s shiny helmet.

Din pat Grogu’s wrinkly head once before shaking the king’s hand.

“You have a deal,”

“Excellent, well then, Mandalorian, I hope you are as good as they say because if not, I’m afraid I will have to execute you,” King Astrin smirked as the man nodded in response without a sign of hesitation or fear.

Din always got his bounties. This was known to everyone he has ever worked for. He was always good at what he did.

“This princess of yours shouldn’t be too hard to find, your majesty,” Din stated, scooping Grogu in his arms and standing up.

The baby giggled at the action.

“Alright then, good luck,” the king said as the Mandalorian bowed his head and turned to exit the polished throne room.

“You’ll need it,”

….

You had just finished making your dinner which was a bowl of Hazelnut soup with a side of stale bread and sat at your tiny circular dinner table that was specifically designed for one person.

You ate in silence the way you always did.

Sometimes Glenn would join you but it was different now that he had a family.

They would never know about you and you would never meet them for their own safety.

You sighed as you took your empty bowl and went to the kitchen.

While you scrubbed your bowl in the sink, you looked outside at the big night sky that was littered with bright white stars. The night had always been a comfort to you even when you were younger. They had helped you through the loss of your parents who always used to show you them on particularly dark nights like these.

You hummed to yourself before you heard a loud crash, making your heart stop.

You frantically grabbed the knife that sat at the edge of the kitchen counter and held it up defensively.

“Maybe it’s just a bird,” you whispered, walking around your tower cautiously.

Suddenly your waist was grabbed and you were spun around.

You screamed as you used one of your legs to kick your captor in the stomach.

Your captor stumbled back as you turned to face them.

Your jaw dropped as you found yourself face to face with a Mandalorian.

“Who are you and what are you doing in my tower,” you pushed him against one of the walls of the tower and pressed your knife against his helmet.

“If you’re part of the Aero gang I swear to God I will-”

You were interrupted by the sound of cooing.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you looked down at the Mandalorian’s satchel where a tiny green head poked out.

The creature looked up and offered you a toothy grin which made you drop your weapon.

“I’m not,” the Mandalorian’s voice was deep which made you snap your gaze up and lock eyes with his helmet.

“Then who are you and how did you get inside?” you demanded, widening your eyes to make you look more intimidating.

The Mandalorian sighed.

“I’m a friend of Glenn’s, he sent me to get you and take you back to Corellia,” he lied, using the words that Astrin had told him to use.

You hadn’t interacted with anyone besides Glenn in years so you instantly believed every word he said.

“Really? It’s gotten better?” you cocked your head to the side.

“There’s been more resistance from the public…Glenn believes that if you go over there then you can overtake the Aeros,” the armored man cleared his throat.

You smiled at the thought of going back to your planet and saving the Corellian people whom you so desperately missed.

You wanted to go home. And you wanted to do it now.

“Alright then, let’s do it,” you said, offering your hand out for the Beskar-covered man to take.

After a beat the Mandalorian shook your hand, a twinge of guilt filling his body as he watched you offer an innocent smile.

“Let’s go then,” you grinned as the Mandalorian tucked his squealing child back in his satchel and motioned for you to come behind him.

He walked over to your large window and stepped off it.

You hesitated for a moment as you watched the man in front of you swing his legs off the edge.

“C’mon we need to hurry,” he said, a prick of annoyance present in his voice.

“I-It’s just that I haven’t been outside in sixteen years,” you blurted out as you picked at your nail nervously, as you walked over to him and sat beside him at the edge of the tower.

Din didn’t know what to say quite frankly.

None of his bounties had ever been comfortable around him.

Heck, you’d barely even known him for ten minutes and you were already sitting next to him like you were friends and not bounty and bounty hunter.

“Well if you want to save your planet then there’s only one way to go,” he angled his helmet to you in acknowledgment as you nodded.

“You’re right,” you said.

The tiny green baby poked his head out and babbled as if they were words of encouragement.

You offered a gentle smile at the brown-eyed baby before taking a deep breath.

You didn’t say another word as you started climbing down your tower, holding onto the bricks as if your life depended on it which it did.

The Mandalorian followed shortly after.

The moment you reached the bottom your bare feet brushed against the grass making you gasp with delight as you curled your toes around it.

You giggled as you started to walk into the darkness enjoying the feeling of the green blades tickling your feet.

Din watched you with confusion before he turned on a flashlight illuminating your surroundings with a yellowish glow.

“Come on,” he urged as you nodded your head, snapping out of your blissful daze.

You continued walking until a large ship was in view.

“Woah nice ship,” you complimented as the Mandalorian said nothing, and pressed a code onto the side of the vessel allowing for an entrance to open for you.

You entered the ship and looked around.

It was spacious. More than enough room for the Mandalorian and his child.

You walked into the large cockpit and were shocked by the number of multicolored buttons and joysticks there.

“Don’t touch anything,” the Mandalorian said before he sat in the pilot’s chair.

“I wasn’t going to,” you muttered before taking a seat beside his in the co-pilot’s chair, spinning it once.

The baby crawled out of the man’s satchel and hit the floor with a loud bang.

“Ouch,” you winced as you bent down and helped the little fella up.

“You okay, kid?” the Mandalorian questioned the brown-eyed baby who looked up at the two of you and gave you a smile.

The man in the Beskar started pushing lots of buttons, urging the ship into the night sky.

“Alright let’s go get those sons of bitches,”

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tangled inspired din djarin fic

hey guys i wanted to let you all know that i will be starting a din djarin fic inspired by the movie tangled! tangled has always been a childhood favorite of mine and i am so excited to pair it with my favorite space cowboy, din! the first chapter is almost done and i will be publishing it tomorrow. i'll try to update the story as much as i can (every 2-4 days) and hopefully deliver a good performance. anyways thank you guys so much for all your support <3

asiya

#din djarin x reader #din djarin smut #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal smut #pedro pascal fluff #din djarin fluff

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anakin skywalker- broken promises

summary: you get injured in battle and break a promise that you made with anakin.

anakin x fem!reader

warnings: smut, character death

word count: 1335

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Once the final droid was split, in two Anakin Skywalker let out a loud yell of victory.

He and Obi-Wan and their clone squadrons had fought for days to remove the presence of the Sith on Bespin.

The rest of his clone crew was celebrating, bumping chests with one another as he searched the battlefield for a sign of you.

You had also brought your troops to fight after Anakin had frantically messaged you saying how they were going to surrender if there wasn’t any extra aid.

You had been back on Coruscant after recently coming back to Tatooine for a mission to rescue a senator from a Sith Lord and you had been resting back at your quarters when you received Anakin’s transmission.

Immediately you had called your troop in and set a course to Bespin.

You and Anakin had known each other for years ever since he became a padawan under Obi-Wan. You had been one of the first people to welcome and befriend him as he would always receive nasty glares from other padawans that were jealous of the amount of attention he received from other masters.

Just last year you had both confessed your love to one another and established a secret relationship. Whenever you could, the two of you would hold hands on missions, sneak over to each other’s rooms at night, and shower each other with kisses.

You both were madly in love with each other and it showed.

Anakin looked around for any sign of you as he watched your squadron arrive to his location.

“Where’s Y/N?” he asked one of the clones.

“Not sure sir, we lost track of them while we were fighting,” the clone shrugged his shoulders.

“Fuck,” he mumbled worriedly as he started to scour the battlefield.

It was a massacre with a mixture of bloodied clones with horrible gashes and torn-up droids.

Captain Rex appeared at his side and put a hand on his shoulder.

“We’ll find them, general,” the captain gave the Jedi a reassuring look.

“Boys, c’mon stop your playing, we need to look for General Y/N!” Rex barked at the clones who immediately got in formation and started to look.

Surely you were playing a prank on him, right? Anakin thought as his eyes scanned the mass of dead bodies and droids thorougly.

But deep down he knew that you’d never play a prank in a graphic scene like this.

Anakin ran a hand through his dark hair nervously as he stomped through, his heart pounding hard in his chest.

Suddenly he heard a voice that made his heard stop.

“Anakin…”

“Y/N! Where are you?” Anakin asked, spinning around.

The moment he saw you his heart stopped.

Your once beige tunic was now stained red and there was a large pool of blood surrounding you. Gashes littered your entire body and your eyes were sunken making you almost unrecognizable to him.

The Jedi immediately knelt down and lifted your tunic to reveal your stomach which had a large wound in the center.

“Baby what happened?” Anakin asked, cradling your face.

“Some fucking Sith Lord impaled me and a droid paralyzed my legs,” you hissed as Anakin applied pressure to the wound.

“Shh…I need to stop the bleeding,” he said, trying his hardest to mask his fear.

“Anakin, don’t you see, I’m dying,” you chuckled weakly as you watched your partner’s brown eyes widen.

“What? No you’re not. We’ll take you to the medical bay-”

You shushed him with a shaking finger.

“Anakin look at the amount of blood that has come out of me and I can never walk again,” a tear slipped down your cheek as you watched his mouth tremble.

“I can never take walks with you again,” a weak sob escaped your lips.

“We’ll get this through together, Y/N,” his voice broke as he caressed your cheeks.

“I feel the force draining from me, the stab was fatal,” you coughed sending droplets of blood onto Anakin’s dark robe.

“Please don’t leave me,” the Jedi cried, picking up your upper body and pushing you against his chest.

Your vision blurred with tears.

“Just stay please,” you felt Anakin’s tears coat your forehead.

You wished desperately to comfort him but you were too weak to move and even breathe.

Suddenly you were blinded by a bright white light.

Goodbye, Anakin you used the force to send him one last message before you let your last breath.

Anakin let out a loud sob as he stared at your motionless body.

He cried and cried as he rocked your body back in forth in his arms. His eyes bloodshot from the amount of tears that leaked from his eyes.

The only thing he loved was gone.

….

You gripped Anakin’s arm as he ate you out like a starved man.

His tongue did wonders on your clit.

“Fuck, Anakin,” you sighed as you gripped his wavy hair, pulling him closer to your pussy.

He moaned at the tight grip you had on his hair as he plunged a single finger into your hole making your mouth contort into an o shape.

You whimpered at his actions as you felt him smirk against you.

“I’m gonna-”

“Cum for me pretty girl,” he breathed out.

His dirty words sent you into a frenzy as you felt your orgasm wash over you.

Anakin looked up at you, your cum on his chin as you pulled him to you and pressed your lips against his in a passionate kiss.

“I fucking love you,” you said as he groaned into your mouth.

“I love you too,” he said, grinding his cock against you making you sigh with pleasure.

“You keep doing and I’m gonna cum again,” you grinned as he placed you on the floor with your ass-up.

“That’s the point baby,” he smirked, giving your neck a long kiss.

He pushed his cock between your folds and entered you making the two of you moan in unison.

“Fuck you’re so tight,” Anakin shut his eyes with bliss.

“Mmm,” you moaned with pleasure at the feeling of being stuffed with his cock.

“Your pussy is squeezing me so good,” he said, rubbing his thumb on your clit.

“Holy shit,” you cursed as he started to thrust into you at a slow pace, allowing you to still get used to his large size.

“Faster,” you moaned out as Anakin immediately complied to your request and gripped your hips even harder, and slammed into you, his cock hitting your cervix in all of the right places.

Your eyebrows furrowed as he continued to manhandle you, breathing erratically.

The only sounds in the room were the sounds of skin slapping against one another and your sultry moans.

“Fuck baby, I’m-” he groaned, his cock twitching in you making you squeeze around him indistinctively.

His hips pounded into you faster.

“Me too,” you whined, feeling that familiar coil in your stomach.

You saw stars in your vision, toes curling, as you cummed your second time.

A moment later you felt him empty his seed into you.

“Gods that was amazing,” you gathered your breath as Anakin pulled out of you and rolled beside you.

“Yeah,” he sighed as he turned to you and pressed a soft kiss to your cheek.

You scooted closer to him and nuzzled your face into his bare chest.

“I love you so much,” you mumbled into his chest as he chuckled and rubbed your naked back gently.

“I love you more,” he said, holding your face and staring lovingly into your eyes.

“Can we be together forever?” you asked, a shy smile appearing on your lips as he kissed the corner of your mouth.

“Only if you promise,” he lifted up his pinky and offered you the boyish smile that you fell in love with.

“I promise,” you wrapped your pinky around his and squeezed lightly.

Little did you both know that you would be breaking the promise a month later.

#anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker imagine #anakin skywalker angst #anakin skywalker smut #star wars x reader smut #star wars imagine #star wars x reader

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shangchiswife · 1 year

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asiya's masterlist!

a lot of you have been asking for a masterlist so here you go!

The Last of Us:

joel miller- the babysitter - part 1- part 2 (smut)

joel miller- pretty pink skirt (smut)

joel miller- sweet nothing

Lord of the Rings:

dating aragorn headcanons!

Star Wars:

luke skywalker- paper rings

han solo- the one where he f's up

luke skywalker- you're scared of thunder?

luke skywalker- sunsets

Prequels-

anakin/obi-wan/padme- period

Anakin Skywalker-

anakin skywalker- pacify her (smut)

anakin skywalker- broken promises (smut)

anakin skywalker- wildest dreams

Obi-Wan Kenobi-

obi-wan- the way i loved you (smut)

obi-wan- party blues

obi-wan- sweet dreams

obi-wan- savior complex

obi-wan- drunken love

obi-wan- better man

Sequels-

poe dameron- yule ball

ben solo- i guess this is goodbye

poe dameron- traitor

hux- long drunk nights

kylo ren- safe space

poe dameron- nightmare

kylo ren- the last time

poe dameron- the other woman

hux- good little girl

poe dameron- clean

kylo ren- therapy

kylo ren- cardigan

Din Djarin-

din djarin- helping hand (smut)

din djarin- every dead-end street led you straight to me (smut)

din djarin- maroon

din djarin- caretaker

din djarin- family ties

din djarin- savior complex

din djarin- the protector

din djarin- you are in love

din djarin- nightmares

Marvel:

loki- mr. perfectly fine

pietro maximoff- saying goodbye

loki- if only you knew

steve rogers- sparks fly

bucky barnes- deja vu

loki- an escape from the palace

steve rogers- beach day

loki- speechless

Moonknight-

steven grant- late night talking

marc spector- dancing with out hands tied

steven grant- hug me

Spider-man-

miguel o'hara- stress relief (smut)

peter parker- a night under the stars

peter parker- i wish i were heather

otto octavius- merry christmas

harry osborn- hide and seek

tasm!peter/reader/otto- we'll take care of you

Norman Osborn-

norman osborn- dark paradise

norman osborn- they don't know about us

norman osborn- baby it's cold outside

norman osborn- i'm pregnant

norman osborn- look after you

norman osborn- let the games begin

norman osborn- i'm yours

norman osborn- worst behavior

norman osborn- experimental game

Norman Osborn and Otto Octavius-

otto octavius/norman osborn- skating

otto octavius/norman osborn- the moment i knew

otto octavius/norman osborn- save me

otto octavius/norman osborn- hostage

#masterlist #star wars x reader #the last of us x reader #marvel x reader #pedro pascal x reader

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shangchiswife · 1 year

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I LOVE THIS SM!!!

joel miller - little secrets

summary: you begin a secret relationship with joel while living with bill and frank

joel miller x female reader

warnings: making out

word count: 1553

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It had been around 3 years since you started living with Bill and Frank and in those past 3 years, you have felt the safest that you had ever been.

Ever since the outbreak began, your life had never been stable and you were constantly losing the people you loved. You deeply missed the mundane things you would do in your life before such as running errands, going to class, and even doing laundry.

You were ready to end it all until one day, Frank had found you trapped inside of one of Bill’s many traps and saved you. He always told you that he had been trapped the same way.

At first, Bill wasn’t very fond of you. He didn’t trust you and believed that you would overtake his base camp one day due to your young age, although you would never think to do such a thing.

Frank had always been welcoming and kind to you and it took Bill a little longer to warm up to you.

Now, you felt as if you, Bill, and Frank were a little family.

You followed the same routine everyday: Wake up, change, eat, do your various chores around the neighborhood, eat, and go to sleep.

Not much had changed over the past few months until Frank had announced that he had been talking to a woman over the radio.

This made Bill livid.

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joel miller- sweet nothing

summary: you can joel take a trip down memory lane

joel miller x fem!reader

warnings: making out

word count: 1421

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You remembered the first time you met Joel.

You had been trudging through the snow with half-lidded eyes as the cold nipped your barely covered skin.

You wore a gray fleece jacket with a black t-shirt underneath and jeans. Your outfit was unable to combat the cruel Wyoming winter.

You shivered as you walked praying that someone, anyone would be around to help you.

You had traveled far to be in Wyoming, hearing about a small town called Jackson that functioned the way things were before the outbreak.

The sun was beginning to set and you shivered from the sudden loss of minimal warmth.

Suddenly you heard the sound of boots crunching in the snow along with trotting.

You looked up and realized you were suddenly surrounded by a show of people adorned with oversized coats and many horses.

They had their weapons aimed at you.

“I’m not infected I promise!” you shouted with the little effort you had in your body.

The people all stared at each other quizzically before one of the riders stepped off his horse.

His face was covered with a tan-colored bandana and his head was shielded by a large cowboy hat.

He whistled and a large German Shepherd appeared at his side.

“This dog can sense whether or not you’ve been infected. If you’re not then you’re all good, but if you are she’ll rip you to shreds,” the man had a Texas accent that slipped into his words.

“So reassuring,” you rolled your eyes with the little strength you had left as the dog ran beside you, sniffing all over.

The man snorted at your sarcasm.

Once the dog was done with its examination it wagged its tail offering you a sweet smile before it moved back beside the man.

“Looks like you’re good,” the man said.

At that moment you felt your eyes droop as you fell face-first into the snow.

The last thing you heard before you slipped into exhaustion was “yikes.”

You smiled at the memory as you cut an assortment of vegetables on your cutting board for a pasta dish.

You hadn’t know that that cowboy who had told you that there was a possibility of getting ripped to shreds would become your husband and was now about to be the father of your child.

You hummed to yourself as you turned around to face the stove and placed the cut vegetables into a searing pan with sauce and chicken.

At that moment the door to your house opened and your husband entered, a large coat adorning his figure as well as a small beanie on his head.

“Hey Joel,” you grinned at him as he stripped his multiple layers.

“Hey honey, it is freezin’ out there,” he said, taking off his beanie that was dusted with specks of snow.

“Oh I’ll bet if you’re taking off that many layers,” you said as you coated the contents of the pan with the sauce.

Joel let out a hearty chuckle as he walked over to you and kissed your forehead.

“How are you sweet pea?” he questioned.

“Are you talking to me or the baby?” you arched your eyebrows.

“Both of ‘ya,” he said as he crouched down and pressed a kiss to your swollen belly.

“You treating mama well?” Joel asked stroking your clothed belly softly as you watched fondly.

“This baby has been kicking all day since you left. Probably just missed her papa,” you sighed as a genuine smile stretched across your husband’s face.

He stood up as you returned to your cooking, now placing the contents of the pan into a large pot full of cooked pasta.

“Smells delicious,” Joel got up and rested his head on your shoulder, his arms wrapping around your stomach as you mixed the pasta and the sauce.

“Thank you, baby, I just finished if you want some,” you said as he pressed a soft kiss to your neck.

“I think I’ll wait till Ellie comes. Speaking of where is that girl?” he asked, his eyes flickering around the house for any sign of her.

“She’s out with Dina on a little date,” you smiled as you shut the heat to the stove.

“Oh is she? That means I have you all to myself then,” Joel smirked mischieviously as he rubbed your body sensually and kissed your neck.

“Joel!” you giggled as he picked you up over the counter, sucking the sweet spot on your neck.

“So fuckin’ cute,” he said before lifting up your chin and pressing his lips to yours.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss as he slipped his tongue in between your lips.

You moaned at the feeling of your tongues battling for dominance as his hands wandered around your body.

Joel then removed his lips from yours and carried you over to the sofa, laying you delicately against the cushions.

Before Joel could climb on top of you, you pushed him down on the opposite end of the sofa.

“Joel, Ellie should be coming back any time now,” as he slid beside you placing a hand over his heart with an expression that feigned hurt.

“Oh shut up,” you smacked his hand watching him grin wolfishly as you rested your head over his chest and nuzzled into him, inhaling his manly scent.

It was silent for a couple of moments with the both of you enjoying each others warmth along with the warmth that came from the little fireplace in front of you.

“Joel?” you asked lifting your head up.

He angled his jaw downward so that his brown eyes could glance at you.

“When was the first time you knew you were in love with me,” you asked, your eyes staring adoringly at him making him chuckle.

“Do you remember karaoke night two years ago?”

You laughed bashfully as you put your face even closer to his chest.

“Yeah, I remember,”

That night had been a blur. You were celebrating a year being in Jackson and the town had put on a karaoke party for you.

You had bought yourself a new dress from the boutique and was so excited to wear it.

You remember twirling the night away to the live music at the local bar, a glass of wine in one of your hands.

What you never noticed was Joel Miller perched on the counter, eying you from afar with a crooked smile on his face.

From the moment you two had met when you had landed face-first in the snow, you had become quick friends.

But Joel couldn’t help the way he caught feelings for you.

The way you smiled and waved at him whenever you saw him, the way your eyebrows furrowed as you took in what he was saying, and the way you took care of Ellie.

You were just so fucking perfect.

He watched with a dazy smile on his face as you spun around and took a swig of the drink in your hand every so often.

He didn’t notice the way his brother sidled up next to him.

“You’ve been watching Y/N for a while, it’s getting a little creepy,” Tommy chuckled as he clapped a hand on his brother’s shoulder.

Joel’s eyes snapped away from your figure and turned to his brother.

“Is it that obvious?” Joel stroked his beard.

“To everyone in town yeah but I don’t think she knows yet,” Tommy said, chuckling as his older brother exhaled.

“Maria thinks you should tell her…so do I…and even Ellie,”

“Ellie knows too?” Joel’s eyes widened as Tommy laughed again.

“Joel, I told you everyone knows. Everyone loves her and everyone would be very happy to see you both tie the knot,” Tommy said before Maria walked over to the pair.

“Mind if I steal him?” the woman asked Joel who shrugged his shoulders.

“He’s all yours, ma’am,” he said as Maria took her husband’s hand in hers.

“Let’s dance, cowboy,” she winked as Tommy grinned at his wife.

Joel’s eyes returned to your figure as you continued to dance drunkenly, sending a smile to his face.

He was down bad.

The day after that he had asked you out and the rest was history.

You pressed your lips against Joel’s as he shut his eyes.

“I love you so much,” you blurted out as he brought his hands to your face.

He gave a long kiss to your forehead and rubbed your belly affectionately.

“I love you so much more baby,”

#joel miller x reader #joel miller fluff #joel miller imagine #the last of us x reader #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal fluff

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kylo ren- safe space

summary: you help kylo relax as you offer him some advice

kylo ren x gn!reader

warnings: none

word count: 623

The moment Kylo Ren slammed open the door to your shared quarters and banged it shut, you could practically feel the anger radiating off him.

You said nothing as you watched him toss his helmet into oblivion, showcasing his once pale now red face contorted with anger, veins popping from his forehead.

He stopped moving, his shoulders moving up and down with every huff that left his mouth.

At this point, you left your bed and walked over to him, placing a gentle hand on his face, watching as he shut his eyes from the comforting feeling of your palm.

You then removed your hand from his face and took his gloved hand in yours.

You took him over to your bed and sat him down.

Then, you started to remove his gloves from his hands, placing a gentle kiss on each of them before taking off his boots.

Kylo watched you, his brown eyes flickering to each of your gentle movements.

Next, you peeled off his dark tunic, leaving his chest bare and heaving.

"Relax," you muttered, pushing him onto the mattress.

"What are you up to, princess?" he questioned, sitting up against the bed as you climbed into his lap.

"Nothing, I swear," you said as his large hands immediately came to rest on your hips.

He arched a single eyebrow with amusement but didn't question your actions again.

Your hands returned to his cheeks as you caressed the smooth skin, smiling at the way his eyes drooped with pleasure.

"Stop smirking," his deep voice rumbled through the room as you let out a soft laugh before pressing a kiss to his temple. You didn't miss the way his lips curled up into a smile. A smile only reserved for you.

When you first started being in a relationship it took quite some time for him to be vulnerable with you due to some of his past failed relationships with family members and other people he had been involved with.

You rested your head on his shoulder and started playing with his hair.

"So what's wrong," you asked, running your hand through his long dark locks.

He sighed.

"After becoming Supreme Leader it seems that everyone still doesn't take me seriously," he rubbed his temples.

You took note of the twinge of annoyance in his voice and decided to let him speak more before adding your own input.

"Like for example whenever I walk around the compound instead of stopping to salute me, everyone stays silent or whispers and doesn't do anything,"

You watched as he clenched his fists, his knuckles turning a white color.

You hummed in response, acknowledging that you had heard him.

"And whenever General Hux walks by they all immediately drop whatever task I've given them to salute him and give him compliments," Kylo's voice dripped with malice at the mention of the general whom he hated so much.

Kylo had started to hate the general even more after he watched him shamelessly flirt with you while you desperately tried to avoid his advances.

You could not tell if Hux was serious with his advances or whether he was trying to make Kylo upset. Whatever his intentions, he clearly succeeded in making Kylo despise him even more.

"Give them time, Kylo. I mean it's only been two weeks since Snoke passed away. They need time to adjust to you as their leader," you rubbed his chest with one of your hands while the other continued to rake through his hair.

He nodded.

"I suppose...maybe I haven't been fair with them," he sighed.

"You see this is why you'll be a good leader," you said with a smile as he looked down at you.

He was so lucky to have you. He'd never say it out loud but he was.

"Thank you, princess," he kissed your head as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

"You're welcome, Kylo,"

#kylo ren fluff #kylo ren x reader #kylo ren imagine #star wars fluff #star wars imagine #star wars x reader #adam driver x reader

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shangchiswife · 1 year

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joel miller- the babysitter part 2

hi everyone thank you so much for all of the love on my previous post on here and on tik tok. i appreciate it so much <3 now here is the long-awaited second part. hope you enjoy!

asiya

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summary: joel lets you have a turn at your pleasure

joel miller x fem!reader

warnings: smut, language

word count: 2448

link to part 1: part 1

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You woke up early, the thrill of yesterday’s events with Joel filling your head. The ghost of his lips lingered on your lips as it sent electricity down your spine.

You immediately sprung out of bed and went to the bathroom, changing into your laciest, sexiest bra and matching panties. You covered your lingerie with an innocent-looking dress with flowers, an ode to Sarah who always used to give you flowers when you babysat her.

Before going to Sarah’s party, you had driven to the local bakery to buy her her favorite dessert: strawberry cheesecake cupcakes.

After buying the sweet dessert, you drove over to Joel’s house, buzzing with excitement at the thought of seeing both Sarah and Joel.

The moment he opened the door, his breath caught in his throat at how beautiful you looked.

He put his hand out, brushing a stray hair from your cheeks.

“You look so pretty, sweetheart,” his eyes were soft as he caressed your cheek with one hand.

You whimpered at how close the two of you were, making his lips turn up in a smirk.

“Y/N!”

Sarah’s voice made Joel promptly drop his hand from your cheek as the young girl jumped into your arms.

“Thank you so much for coming!” she squealed.

You laughed at her excitement.

“Careful, I’m gonna drop these,” you said as she untangled herself from your arms and stared at the delicacies in your hand.

“Are those-no way! Strawberry cheesecake cupcakes? You’re the best Y/N!” she yelled, taking the cupcake box from your hands and sprinting to the kitchen to put them away.

Joel smiled fondly at you as he watched the interaction between his daughter and you.

You stared at him, your cheeks heating up.

His wet hair was slicked back and his body was adorned with one of his classic plaid shirts.

How did he always look so fucking amazing?

“See somethin’ you like?” he chuckled as his brown eyes bored into yours.

You opened your mouth to speak but no words came out. You were embarrassed that you had been caught staring.

He laughed once more.

“So damn cute, I can’t wait to ruin you,” his voice was deep, as he stared you down, watching your every movement.

Your whole body jittered with excitement.

“C’mon, let’s go see what Sarah’s up to,” he said, his Southern accent slipping into his words.

He put a hand on the small of your back sending shockwaves through your entire body as he led you to the kitchen.

You looked up at him as his lips curled up more.

He knew exactly what kind of effect he had on you and he was doing it on purpose. His mind was filled with what he planned to do to you.

Sarah was slumped over a purple colored bag as she poured contents into it.

“What’s that?” you asked, plopping next to her.

“A goody bag,” she said matter-of-factly before tying the purple bag and placing it at the edge of the table with the rest of the completed bags.

“Need some help?” you questioned, arching a brow.

“Yes please,” Sarah turned to you with worried eyes.

“Alright,” you shrugged your shoulders and started placing the small tubes of mascara and butterfly clips into the bag.

“Dad, don't just stand there help us out!” Sarah ordered as Joel placed his hands up in surrender and took a seat beside you. He carefully brushed one of his hands over your thighs, making you suck in a breath.

“Somethin’ wrong Y/N?” he questioned, obviously trying to get a reaction out of you.

You glared daggers at him as Sarah looked up with concern.

“Everything’s great,” you mumbled.

“That’s good,” Joel said happily before starting to tie the bags together.

This man is going to be the death of me, you thought before you continued assembling the bags.

Once you had finished the goody bags, Sarah’s friends started piling into the house and Joel had taken that as his cue to go upstairs in solitude. Joel had always been on the quieter side and was careful about who he got close to.

You would’ve joined him if it weren’t for Sarah looping you into a game of Musical Chairs and Never Have I Ever. You didn’t mind though, you loved Sarah.

After hours of playing games, watching a movie, snarfing on pizza, and eating birthday cake, it was time for Sarah and her friends to leave as her friend Lily’s mom was picking the girls up to go to the mall.

Joel came downstairs to say goodbye to the girls and converse with Lily’s mom about what time Sarah was going to be dropped off.

Lily’s mom was twirling a strand of her bleach-blonde hair while she checked Joel out. You felt your blood boil at the sight as you clenched your jaw at the sight.

Joel looked completely oblivious to her actions which made you angrier.

“Oh don’t worry, Joel she’ll be back before dinner. Now come on kids let’s get you all to the mall,” the woman chirped, sending him a quick wink before she herded all of the children out of the house.

“Bye dad, bye Y/N!” Sarah waved before she entered Lily’s mother’s large minivan.

Once the car cleared out of the driveway, Joel shut the door.

A mixture of silence and tension filled the room as Joel took a deep breath and turned around to face you.

Your heart pounded fast as he approached you and your breath caught in your throat as he looked you up and down once more.

You tapped your foot impatiently.

“Are you going to kiss me or not?” you crossed your arms as you saw Joel’s eyes flash.

In one moment you were on the wall with Joel’s lips on yours.

It was a messy kiss filled with passion and need.

You moaned into the kiss as you pushed his head closer to get better access to his lips.

You opened your mouth for a brief moment and he took the opportunity to thrust his tongue into your mouth, tongues battling for dominance. A battle that he easily won unsurprisingly.

With his win, Joel pushed you deeper into the wall and let his lips trail down to your neck, his teeth gently grazing your collarbone, making your panties wet.

“Joel,” you sighed with pleasure as he continued to kiss your neck softly. You could feel him smiling on your skin.

Cocky bastard, you thought.

He nudged your closed thighs together with his knee and you immediately started to grind on it, your dress riding up over your thighs giving him a peek at your racy panties.

“Such a needy girl,” he chuckled darkly before he started to suck harshly on your neck. Surely there would be bright marks the next morning.

You whimpered as you straddled his clothed thigh trying to relieve the ache you felt in your core.

“I saw you getting a little jealous with Lily’s mom over there, so fuckin’ cute,” his hot breath fanned over your ear as you closed your eyes with bliss.

Joel bounced his thigh, making your mouth contort into an o shape as you continued to grind on him, holding his shoulders for support.

“Yeah, you like that huh? Such a dirty girl getting off on an older man’s thigh,”

Your pussy clenched around nothing at his filthy words.

His thigh wasn’t enough for you. You wanted more.

“I want…I want your cock,” you panted as you continued to go up and down on his jeans, his rough texture scratching your thighs.

Joel smiled.

“You need to get prepped first, honey,” he said as he lifted you up and went to his bedroom, placing you gently on the bed as if you were royalty.

He made a movement to take off your dress but stopped.

“This feel okay?” his eyebrows furrowed with concern, putting two fingers under your chin as he watched your face.

You nodded.

“I couldn’t hear you,” he declared, his voice laced with lust.

“I want you,” you blurted out.

He growled at your admission before he lifted the dress off your body, exposing your black matching lingerie set.

“Holy fuck, so damn pretty,” he muttered as he took in your beautiful form as you smiled brightly at his compliment.

The older man placed a gentle kiss on the valley of your breasts before trailing kisses down your stomach.

Meanwhile, his hands groped your clothed breasts, squeezing them tightly.

You sighed breathlessly as he continued to kiss you until he was at your panties.

“I’m gonna take these off for you ok, baby?” he said as he used his teeth to skillfully pull down your panties and then used his hands to take them off your feet.

You moaned as the cool air hit your bare pussy.

Joel growled at the sight of it.

“So wet, I hope this is for me,” he teased, dipping one of his fingers into your folds, testing the waters.

“Only for you, Joel,” you sighed your fist clenching around the covers.

“Good,” he said as he dropped his head so that he was face to face with your pussy.

Oh, this was the game he wanted to play, you thought.

He started with gentle kitten licks that made you whimper with delight.

Then he licked large stripes and swirled his tongue around your pussy driving you insane.

“Stop fucking teasing, Joel,” you said before he thrust one of his digits in your pussy while his tongue flicked it simultaneously.

Your hands immediately grabbed his hair, grasping it tightly, causing him to let out a moan while he ate you out like a starved man.

“So fuckin’ sweet,” he groaned.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as Joel added another finger, plunging them both in and out of your folds while his tongue skillfully glided across your slickness.

Once Joel started sucking on your clit, you knew you’d be done in a matter of moments.

“Joel I’m gonna-” you moaned loudly, your eyes blurring from the intensity and your thighs crushing his head.

“Cum for me, sweetheart,” his vibrations urging your orgasm as you cummed all over his beard.

You panted, staring at Joel with blown-out pupils as he climbed on top of you.

You unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it on the floor while he started unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his jeans and slid them off.

He was so fucking beautiful with his scarred olive skin and toned upper body. How did you even get so lucky?

The moment his cock sprung out of his boxers, you knew it was over for you.

His length was average but he was just so thick and girthy.

Your mouth watered at the sight as he watched you.

You reached over to pump it as Joel sighed at your touch.

“You keep doin’ that and I’m gonna cum and I don't think you want that to happen just yet,” he said, kissing your warm cheek before he lined himself with your entrance.

You braced yourself for the stretch as he pushed the tip of his throbbing cock through you.

You whined at the slight pain you felt from his thickness as he shushed you and placed a hand on your cheek.

“You’ll be alright, sweetheart, you can handle it,” his voice was soft as he bottomed out.

The pain of the stretch quickly subsided and was replaced with pleasure as you needed friction of some kind.

“Move,” you breathed out as he wasted no time, grabbing your hips and thrusting in and out.

You panted. The feeling of his cock sliding in and out of your cunt was delicious.

One of your hands moved to play with your clothed breasts as you squeezed it for additional pressure.

“Holy shit,” Joel moaned as he watched you toy with your bouncing boobs.

He brought one of his own hands down to your pussy and circled your clit with his thumb, putting more pressure each time he circled.

“Oh,” you sighed as he started to piston into you at a rougher pace, slamming into you fast. The sounds of your slickness and both of your panting filled the air.

“You keep making those pretty noises, honey,” he pressed his forehead against yours as his cock twitched inside of you making you gasp. You clenched around him as you dragged your fingernails along his spine.

“Such a good fucking girl, taking my cock so well,” Joel gritted his teeth as his thrusts started to falter.

His words sent electricity to your pussy making you see stars because the stimulation is just too much.

“I’m gonna-”

“Me too,” he admitted, continuing his fast thrusts as you squeezed your eyes together with pleasure as your climax hit you hard, your thighs shaking.

“Where,” Joel asked breathlessly.

“Inside,” you panted.

“Fuck,” Joel threw his head back in pleasure before he spilled his seed inside of you, painting your womb white.

He slipped out of you and then rolled beside you on the large king-sized bed.

“Holy shit, that was better than what I had dreamed of,” you said.

“Yeah,” he admitted before standing up and going to his bathroom and instantly returning with a cloth.

He started cleaning you and you just let him, shocked by this gentle action.

“I never took it, you were an aftercare guy,” you stated as he chuckled.

“Are you kidding me? I’m from the South, we have to have our Southern hospitality,” he said, dragging the piece of cloth on your pussy.

“True,” you laughed as you laid back against his mattress.

“You’re gettin’ quite comfy over there,” Joel said, disposing the cloth and moving to lay beside you.

“I can’t help it that my orgasms were too strong and your bed is too cozy,” you said, grabbing his pillow and nuzzling against it.

Joel let out a hearty chuckle.

“C’mere,” you took his hand and pulled him next to you.

“So damn strong,” he whistled as you placed your head on his chest.

“Oh shut up,” you rolled your eyes before wrapping an arm around him.

In response, he rested a hand on your waist.

Joel’s body felt like a warm blanket around you making your eyes droop from the amount of comfort you felt.

“You gettin’ sleepy, baby girl?” he laughed.

“Mhm,” you smiled into his chest, heart singing from his nickname.

“Alright then, go to sleep, baby,” he cooed, raking a hand through your hair.

You shut your eyes at his words and immediately fell asleep instantly.

Joel pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“Goodnight, princess,”

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shangchiswife · 1 year

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update about joel miller- the babysitter part 2

hi! a lot of you guys have been asking for a part 2 for my fic the babysitter and i just wanted to let you know that i started writing it and it should be done either tomorrow or thursday. so until then!

asiya <3

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shangchiswife · 1 year

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pedro playlist for the rest of you pedro obsessed fans!!!

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joel miller- the babysitter?

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summary: sarah’s old babysitter comes to visit from graduate school and joel is surprised

warnings: smut, age gap

word count: 2140

link to part 2: part 2

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Joel Miller stood in the kitchen, his eyebrows furrowed with concentration.

He was determined to get the pancakes in front of him perfect. It was Sarah’s birthday and he just wanted to show her how much he appreciated her.

He had just finished making breakfast when his daughter bolted down the stairs.

“Morning dad,” she chirped before taking a seat at the breakfast table where Joel had placed a hot syrupy stack of pancakes.

“Morning baby girl, happy birthday,” he smiled, pressing a kiss to her forehead before taking a seat beside her.

“Pancakes! Thank you so much, dad!” she grinned before she immediately started to pile the pancakes onto her plate.

His gaze was soft as he stared at his little girl that was growing up so fast.

“So what’s the plan for today?” she asked with her mouth full.

“Mouth closed, Sarah, and whatever you want,” he ruffled her hair and she giggled.

“Thanks so much, dad, well I was thinking-”

Sarah was interrupted by the sound of the loud doorbell that sounded like it needed to be fixed.

The two glanced at each other with confusion.

“Were you expecting someone, Sarah?” Joel questioned, staring at his only daughter.

“No…” she shook her head quizzically.

Joel stood up, rubbing his hands on his jeans before going over to the door and opening it.

When he opened it he was shocked to see you standing there dressed in a pretty white sundress, the bright sun illuminating your beaming face.

“Y/N,” he said with surprise.

“Mr. Miller, it’s nice to see you. Is Sarah here? I have a present for her,” you lifted up a small pink gift bag in your hand.

“Yeah she is, uh…come in,” he scratched the back of his head as you came inside eagerly.

“Y/N!” Sarah screamed with joy as she abandoned her breakfast and darted over to you and immediately jumped into your arms.

“Sarah it’s so nice to see you! Look at how much you’ve grown,” you took her face in your hands and caressed it, her doe brown eyes gazing adoringly into yours.

You had babysat for Sarah during your gap year and during college, while you were at a university nearby Austin, wanting to earn some money. Then once you were done with college you were accepted into a good Graduate program outside of Texas and rarely visited due to your busy schedule.

Joel stared at you.

He remembered you asking him to read over your college essays and him trying his best to make comments even though your work was exceptional. Hell, he remembered you putting Sarah to bed even though she begged you to stay up and watch tv. You had played an important role in Sarah’s development and he appreciated that. And now here you were so mature, hardened from the city life.

“Here’s your gift, Sarah, I hope you like it,” you smiled, handing her the bright pink gift bag, watching as she threw out the wrapping paper.

“Woah a Britney Spears shirt and an Avril Lavigne cd! Thanks so much, Y/N,” Sarah marveled at the contents of the bag before embracing you once more.

“No problem. Anything for my favorite kid,” you winked at her as her cheeks glowed from the praise.

Suddenly the doorbell rang again and all heads turned to the crimson-red door once more.

“Good grief, how many more people are gonna knock on my door,” Joel muttered under his breath as you suppressed a giggle.

You had always had a little school-girl crush on Joel when you babysat Sarah. The way he was always so kind and gentle to you. It also didn’t help how handsome he was with his dark hair that was slightly greyed and his large muscular build, and serious dark eyes. All the girls your age had the same thoughts about Joel calling him a “silver fox.” Joel was completely oblivious to their comments, and if he did know he did a damn good job of hiding it.

This time Sarah ran up to the door and swung it open.

“Lily!” she squealed with delight as a girl around her age entered the house.

“Hey, Sarah, happy birthday! My mom was wondering if you wanted to go to the city mall with us and get a gift for you,” the girl said as Sarah immediately spun towards Joel and gave him her best puppy eyes.

You shook your head and chuckled.

You remembered when she used to do that when she wanted to stay up past her bedtime.

Joel scratched his facial hair.

“I don’t know…”

With that response, Sarah smacked him lightly with the Avril Lavigne cd she had just been gifted, her brown face scrunching up with anger.

“Alright, alright, easy I was just joking,” he chuckled as Sarah narrowed her eyes at him and then skipped away with Lily leaving the two of you alone.

It seemed that Joel had just realized and he turned around and stared at you.

“Oh…uh Y/N you can stay for dinner if you’d like I’m sure I can make something…” he said awkwardly.

You didn’t know why he was being so awkward, he was always normal when you were around.

“That sounds good, Mr. Miller,”

“Oh Y/N, you know you can just call me Joel,” his mouth twisted to the side which made you grin.

“Fine, that sounds good, Joel,” you smiled before plopping onto one of the sofas sprawled out in the cozy living room.

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Once Joel had brought a warm plate of cookies, the awkwardness between the two of you was over and you started exchanging stories.

“And that was how Sarah got on the soccer team,” Joel wolfed down his cookie before you let out a hearty laugh.

“I can’t believe she got on there with no experience and a broken wrist,” you giggled.

“Yeah but now she’s carryin’ the team,” he said, putting the plate down on the table beside him.

As he moved over to do that simple action, your eyes flickered down to his jeans, they fit so snugly around his thick thighs.

Jesus Christ get a grip, Y/N you thought trying your hardest not to stare at them.

Once the man returned to his seat he spread his legs for comfort.

“Lord, this man is going to drive me insane,” you muttered, rubbing your temples as you could feel yourself growing wet from under your dress.

“You alright, there, Y/N?” the handsome man cocked his head to the side, his eyebrows furrowing with concern.

“I’m alright I just-”

At that moment your car keys flew off your wrist and under the sofa.

“Shit,” you cursed as you bent down under the couch and searched for them.

Joel’s eyes widened and his breath hitched the moment you bent down to reach for your keys, your pretty sundress hiked up and revealed your lacy black panties.

His cock twitched in his pants as he stared at your ass.

“Fuck,” he mumbled thinking that no one could hear him.

But you could.

You peeked at him for a second, watching as his eyes darken as they watched your every movement.

Wanting to tease him more you wiggled your ass, wanting to get a reaction out of him.

He adjusted in his seat, fidgeting uncomfortably as he rubbed his hands on his jeans.

You fished your car keys from under the couch and placed them promptly back in your purse before going over to Joel, kneeling.

“Joel, are you feeling alright?” you kneeled right in front of his thighs, placing a gentle hand on his knee as Joel held back a groan.

He did nothing but gape as you moved his thighs aside so that you could slip in between them.

“Fuck, sweetheart what are you doin’?” Joel brought a hand down to caress your cheek.

“Please,” you looked up at him pleadingly.

“Please what,” his fingers drew shapes into your cheeks as you closed your eyes with bliss.

“Please let me suck your cock,” you placed your head on his thigh, cheeks flushed as he stroked your hair.

“Are you sure?” he struggled with his words as you nuzzled into his thigh.

“I want to,”

Your words sent the blood rushing to his cock as he took one of his fingers and put it in your mouth.

“Suck,” he commanded as you immediately complied, looking up at him innocently.

“Holy shit,” he said as he continued to thrust his finger in and out of your mouth watching as a string of drool pooled from your lips.

You whined, clearly wanting something bigger in your mouth.

“Alright princess, you show me how it’s done,” Joel rested his head back against the sofa as he watched your calculated movements.

You smirked as you rubbed your hands up and down his muscular thighs, then placed one hand on his clothed erection and traced it lightly.

“Uh uh, if you keep on doing that I’m not gonna be so nice,” he growled, gripping your chin roughly, making sure that you locked eyes with him.

You gave him a small smile before pressing a single kiss to his clothed cock.

Then you started working the zipper of his jeans, watching as his cock sprung out, pre-cum leaking from his tip, just waiting to be touched.

Your mouth watered at the sight.

Joel guided your head, pushing it closer to his cock as you wrapped your lips around it.

“Shit yeah that’s it, princess,” he said, his head hitting the back of the couch, enjoying the warmth of your tongue on his dick.

While you took more of him in your mouth you simultaneously stroked him and fondled his balls.

“Jesus Christ,” he panted as he raked his hands through your hair, fisting it tightly.

You moaned at the pulling, the vibrations going straight to Joel’s cock.

You sink deeper into him, wanting to please him desperately as you continued to fondle his balls and wrap one of your hands around the base of his shaft.

“Such a good fuckin’ girl,” he praised, his tongue swiping over his bottom lip as you whimpered from the praise, growing wetter by the moment.

“Yeah, you like being called a good girl?” he teased, a smirk playing at his lips as he watched you struggle with his length.

Your pussy clenched around nothing as he continued to fist your hair.

You close your eyes with bliss as you continue to milk him while he lets out loud groans that go straight to your drooling cunt.

“Fuck I’m gonna-”

“Down my throat,” you breathe out as Joel completely loses it and stands up, thrusting his dick into your mouth at a brutal pace.

You moan loudly, tears leaking down your face as Joel continues to fuck you, groaning at his pleasure.

“You fuckin’ whore, having a little crush on your boss,”

You looked up at him, whimpering as tears continued to rush down your cheeks.

“Such a pretty little mouth, taking my cock so well,” he moaned as his pace faltered.

You rubbed your thighs together, wanting some friction of some sort to aid your untouched pussy.

Joel thrust one last time and released his seed, painting your throat white as he slipped out of your mouth.

He watched his cum drip down your chin and he almost became hard again at the pretty sight.

“Swallow,” he ordered as you immediately complied and swallowed his cum.

“Good girl,” he whispered as he knelt down to your cockdumb state and caressed your cheeks.

“You alright, sweetheart?” he asked, sweetly.

“Yeah, Joel I’m amazing,” you said as you leaned your head on his shoulder, wrapping your arms around him, threading your hand through his cropped hair.

The man’s breath hitched before he embraced you back, drawing circles on your back with the pad of his thumb.

He pressed a kiss to the side of your head.

“So damn cute,” he whispered in your ear as you giggled.

“You really think so?” your heart swelled with joy at his compliment.

“I know so,” he said as you hid your smile in his chest.

“So when can we meet again?” you asked looking up at him as he looked down at you, his eyes soft and not serious like they usually are.

“Tomorrow Sarah is having her birthday party here and then Lily’s mom is taking em’ skating at the mall in the city so the house will be free,” he smirked as your cheeks heated up.

“I’ll be there,” you stood up, taking your purse and putting it over your shoulder.

“And tomorrow you’ll get your turn,” he said, winking.

You grinned at him before opening the front door and shutting it behind you.

You could not wait for tomorrow.

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din djarin- maroon

guys oh my god this is the first piece I've written in months and i already know it's bad. i just wanted to put something out because i haven't put anything out since like October. i promise I'll start writing again and next time (hopefully) I'll have a better piece!!

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summary: din djarin spills a drink on grogu's babysitter whom he happens to be in love with

din djarin x fem!reader

warnings: none

word count: 1099

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Din Djarin made sure that his beskar armor was polished just right.

The people of Freetown or what was formerly known as Mos Pelgo were hosting a party in celebration of the new name.

Before Din was about to head out of town with his child and you as Grogu’s babysitter, Cobb Vanth stopped you in your tracks.

“Woah woah woah, where are you folks heading off to? Don’t you know that there’s a party about to happen? And guess what? You all are the guests of honor!” Vanth had drawled.

Din took one look at your eager look and immediately told Cobb that he’d stay.

He would never ever want to hurt you.

After you had joined his crew, Din had grown to love and appreciate you. The way you cared for his child like he was your own and the way you constantly checked on him made him fall deeply in love with you.

So now here he was polishing the last of his helmet before he promptly slipped it back on over his head.

You previously left the Razorcrest to help out with party decorations since many townsfolk had requested your help with setting up.

Before you had left you had placed a bright red bowtie next to Grogu’s sleeping quarters.

Taking the hint, Din took the bow and set it beside Grogu who sat in the cockpit, teething on a colorful ball that you had bought him from a marketplace on Coruscant.

Din took the ball out of Grogu’s mouth.

“You can’t eat that,” Din stated to the baby who let out a whine of annoyance before crawling onto the Mandalorian's thigh and sitting on it.

The Mandalorian placed the bowtie over the child’s head and down to its neck.

Din stepped back and admired Grogu whose brown eyes stared down at the red bowtie quizzically.

“Grogu you can’t take that off, Y/N won’t be happy if you don’t wear that,” he told the baby who was trying to rip the piece of clothing from his neck.

Grogu stared up at him, his big brown eyes looking into his father’s helmet, and cooed with understanding.

“Yeah now let’s get to the party,” Din told the child before picking him up and exiting the ship.

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When Din entered the party he was shocked by the number of decorations that adorned the walls.

There were strings of lanterns that adorned the wall along with flowers.

It was definitely your touch.

Din searched the large room for you, trying to scout you out of the large mass of people that had squished inside.

Suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder.

The Mandalorian turned around expecting it to be you but it was just Cobb Vanth.

The sheriff chuckled at the jerk of his helmet.

“I know you’re looking for your girl…she’s over there by the Twi’lek,” he pointed over to the right side of the room where many people danced to the beat of an instrument.

He still couldn’t see you.

“Over by the treats table,” Cobb said before Din finally laid his eyes on you.

Your hair was adorned with flowers and you were dressed in a beautiful dress that made your eyes sparkle.

Din could’ve sworn his heart stopped.

You were an angel.

“Yeah ain’t she a doll?” Cobb laughed before slapping the Mandalorian’s shoulder in a friendly way.

Din was lucky that there was a helmet covering his face because his cheeks glowed red from anger from Cobb’s comment and also how pretty you looked.

He saw you turn away from the Twi’lek and stare directly at him and the child.

Your eyes glowed as your mouth spread into a grin.

“It’s so nice to see you both!” you smiled before tickling Grogu’s chin.

“And look at you! You look so dashing in that cute little tie,” you gushed before pressing a kiss onto the child’s wrinkly green forehead.

“You look nice too, Din,” you gave him a sweet smile before touching his clothed wrist momentarily, the brief touch sending shivers down his spine.

“Yeah and uh…you look beautiful,” he said, his modulated voice masking his stuttering.

Another smile graced your face.

“Aww thank you, Din,” you put your arms behind your back and slightly swung them, trying to keep your mind from combusting at the Mandalorian’s comment.

Before Din could speak again, he was interrupted by a tap on his shoulder.

He turned to find a Mirilian couple beaming at him.

“Well, I’ll leave you to it,” you put a hand on his shoulder before turning away and retreating toward the Twi’lek you were previously talking to.

Din was getting tired.

Being the guest of honor meant a lot of attention for him and the child which was something that he wasn’t used to.

He turned his helmet towards you, you were spinning to the beat of the instrument playing while hearty laughs came from your throat.

A wine glass full of a burgundy-colored drink sat in your hand as you continued to sway to the music.

Initially, Din wasn’t going to bother you and was just going to suck it up and try to enjoy himself at the party but Grogu was falling asleep on his shoulder.

So he started towards you, moving through the bustling and dancing crowd in front of him until he got to you.

The moment he reached for you he was interrupted by the sound of a glass shattering and a loud splash.

Your dress was now a burgundy color, a color that matched the color of his cheeks which were luckily guarded by his mask.

Your mouth hung agape as you stared at the big spot on your dress.

“Y/N I am so…so sorry,” he apologized profusely before you cut him off with a laugh.

His heart stopped.

He had spilled wine all over your beautiful dress and you were laughing?

He was confused.

“Din, it’s okay, this will come out the next time I wash our clothes,” you smiled.

Din exhaled feeling slightly better about splashing your dress.

“Aww I see someone is a little sleepy,” you cocked your head to the side before caressing the yawning child on the Mandalorian’s shoulder.

“Just a bit,” Din joked, trying to make light of the situation.

But you could see right through his mask.

“Come on let’s go home, Mando, I know you’re tired too,” you swung an arm over his shoulder and shook your head lightly.

Under his mask, a small smile stretched across Din’s face.

He was so in love with you.

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