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My favourite Regulus black fics (part two):

List One, Oneshots

List Three, Multi-Parters

List Two, Onshots:

You Know me like no other by: @patrophthia

A Quiet song by: @applebutter-and-cinnamon

oh, my stars! by: @scripts4dreamers

Not much longer by: @youremagicmoony

Too late now by: @specialbrewbutterbeer

Sleepy by: @queerpumpkinnn

This one also doesn't have a tittle by: @emmykayss

Our Scars by: @lemon-boy-stan

He loves you by: @cryonme

Annotated books & sleek hardcovers by: @messers-moony

hidden messages in foreign languages by: @applebutter-and-cinnamon

a snake and his little bird by: @robynlilyblack

True love by: @ourloveisforthelovely

the twos times you called each other for help by: @lustsickforyou

Rescue you by: @thebrunettemuse

don't give up on me by: @d0wnb4df0rf1cm3n

another one that doesn't have a tittle by: @ddejavvu

My cat in disguise by: @unabashednightmarepizza

forever by: @ourloveisforthelovely

other girls by: @ourloveisforthelovely

Surprises by: @ourloveisforthelovely

Stressed to kill by: @ourloveisforthelovely

one, two, i love you by: @curseofaphrodite

Slytherin school robes by: @battinscn

tricks and charms by: @curseofaphrodite

soulmate AU by: @ladylokilaufeyson5

Jasmine, lavender, and poppy by: @shadowbriar

she's my type by: @still-blue-sky

back the fuck off by: @justtwotired

a little black lie by: @specialbrewbutterbeer

First love by: @specialbrewbutterbeer

Winters and best friends by: @book-place

Troublemakers by: @mrsmikaelsxn

P.S

i'll make one for multi-parters.

I basically just went through every single one of my likes for these lists.

!none of this work is mine, they are all from different wonderful writers here on tumblr, these are just my favourites!

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wollymalfoy · 2 years

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Draco and yn: do you know Where's your mommy and daddy?

Kid: no...

Theo & blaise : yn draco stop, this is an orphanage!

Draco and yn laughing their ass off : we know.

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wollymalfoy · 3 years

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wollymalfoy · 3 years

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For Now

A gift for @jujugentle! Hope it does its job and cheers you up lovely 💖

Summary: A very fluffy, very smutty, very indulgent Tom Riddle one-shot, read at your own risk. Wordcount: 2k. Content warning: oral sex, toe-curling fluff.

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“I’m excited for this year,” you say enthusiastically, piling food onto your plate. “All the classes are so interesting.”

“How optimistic,” Tom smirks, “you’re a veritable beacon of positivity.”

“Don’t you rain on my parade,” you say with mock sternness.

“My apologies,” he says softly, reaching out and gently lacing your hair behind your ear, “that wasn’t my intention.”

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wollymalfoy · 3 years

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i just sent in an ask abt bucky wearing his mask- could i also have a separate concept (if you do smut) where he is wearing it & they have really sweet, reassuring sex bc he needs it & he kinda pushes his face into her skin / nuzzles her even w the mask on. maybe helps him keep comfortable sensory. & his partner will kiss over the mask

mask ll

pairing: sub!Bucky Barnes x Reader

warnings: angst, fluff, the team not really understanding Bucky, SMUT 18+ ONLY

a/n: thank you for this request and I hope you enjoy!

he’d been wearing it since he woke up.

you'd felt him move from the bed, and when he came back a few moments later, he had the mask on his face. you asked him if he was having a rough day and he nodded. he signed that he didn't want to talk, and you nodded.

the team gave him a weird look when he refused to take it off to eat, except for Steve and Tony. Tony got really excited and ran out of the kitchen and returning moments later with a black straw. he said he made it so Bucky could drink a protein shake with the mask on, and he showed you how it worked. he moved the mask back slightly, and Bucky took the straw his mouth.

it worked really well, and you were grateful that Tony had found a way to make the mask work at meal times. while he couldn't have just protein shakes today, it helped him in the moment, and that's all that mattered.

after breakfast, he returned to the room, and fell back asleep until lunch time. he refused to take the mask off again, instead pulling the mask back slightly and putting pieces of food into his mouth.

when dinner time rolled around, he signed that he wasn't hungry, and headed to the bedroom. you quickly ate your dinner, and then headed into the room. he was laying on his side, and staring out the window at the lake behind the compound.

you asked what was wrong and he spoke his first word of the day.

“nightmare.”

you nodded, and asked what it was about. he shook his head, and you said he could sign it, but he signed that he doesn't know the right signs for it, so you grabbed your computer and opened a word document and handed it to him.

he typed out that he had a dream where he had a bad PTSD flashback and ended up accidentally hitting you, and you got mad and left him.

you sighed in sadness and rolled him onto his back before straddling his hips. you instructed him to relax, and he did, his hands resting on your hips. you called for F.R.I.D.A.Y. to lock the door, and once the lock clicked, you pressed a kiss to where his lips were under the mask. you saw a blush peaking over the sides, and his eyes lit up slightly.

you stripped your shirt off, and pushed his sweater up and over his head. it got caught on the mask, and pulled it off, put you pulled the mask back down when the sweater was off his head.

you ground down onto him, and felt his growing erection. “you need some loving, don't you?” you asked, and he nodded, his grip on your hips growing tighter. “need me to remind you that I'm not going to leave you?” you heard a sniffle come from underneath the mask, and you smiled. “okay, honey. do you want to be on top or bottom?” you asked, and you climbed off him when he signed ‘top’. you settled back against the bed, and allowed him to undress you further.

he pulled your panties down, and a moan slipped out from his lips when he saw your soaked centre. he didn't say anything, but he ran his index and middle finger through your wet lips, spreading our arousal. he sat up on his knees and pushed his sweat pants down his thighs just enough for his hard cock to bounce against his abdomen, and he gripped it in his hand, giving it a few pumps before lining it up with your entrance.

you let out a moan as he pushed inside of you, and watched as he threw his head back as well. he was fully sheathed inside of you moments later, and he dropped his body against yours as he began to thrust.

he sped up and nuzzled his masked up face into your neck, and whimpered when he felt your walls squeeze around him. you brought your hands up to tangle in his hair. you pressed a kiss to his head as he thrusted faster, a coil of pleasure forming in your lower stomach.

“never gonna leave you, my sweet boy,” you whispered, and he sniffled, a shiver running through his body. “love you too much to ever leave you.” you promised, and you felt his tears dripping on to your skin.

you felt the coil snap in your stomach and you moaned, gripping onto Bucky as you came. Bucky followed moments later, his hips stuttering, and his cum painting your insides.

neither of you moved, and neither of you wanted to move. you ran your hands through his hair as his sniffling slowed, and he fell into a peaceful slumber, you following moments later.

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wollymalfoy · 3 years

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How to spot signs and symptoms of Breast Cancer

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wollymalfoy · 3 years

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forget daddy issues what the fuck does it mean if you’re attracted to dwight from the office cos mom i’m scared

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wollymalfoy · 3 years

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I love how I just never finished my ‘Hogwarts is my home’ series 😭😭😭😂

#draco malfoy #draco malfoy fluff #blaise zabini fluff #draco malfoy x reader #george weasley x reader #blaise zabini x reader #golden trio era #draco x y/n #blaise zabini #harry potter x reader #severus snape x y/n

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wollymalfoy · 3 years

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🥺🥺

The Scavenger

It seems like she’s all he talks about. And it really hurts, because this girl that you don’t even know is taking up all of his time. Time that he could be spending with you. You had seen pictures of her, she was beautiful, powerful. It made you feel horrible, it scared you. Even on the days where it seemed like he had some extra time for you, she would pop in. Whether it was from this ‘force connection’ or from him ranting about how she, once again slipped from his grasp.

He came home one night, late, which was a surprise. Nowadays it seems like he doesn’t even come home. You didn’t hear him come in. You were wearing one of his shirts crying out for him as you curled up into his pillow. “Please, I don’t know what I did wrong” he was gone, and it felt like he was forgetting about you, like he was slowly slipping away. But here he was, you oblivious to his arrival. And what he saw was breaking his heart. How could he have been so arrogant? How could he not see how you were hurting? Usually he could tell in a heartbeat, he could feel the shift in the force. Why didn’t he this time? When it was so imperative to save you from your own downfall. His princess, left with a broken heart. Suffering by his own hand.

You jump up in your spot, wiping your tear stricken cheeks when you hear his helmet hit the floor. “Kylo,” you breathe out. ‘Kylo’ he doesn’t remember the last time you called him that. Then he feels it, stronger than anything he’s ever felt before. Fear. Not his, yours. You’re scared of him. Scared of what he’s going to say, what he’ll do.

He takes a tentative step towards you “princess,” he says in the softest voice he could muster. “Please, don’t” you say. You can’t look at him, he would read you like a book. He already was. It’s just a waiting game now, all he has to do is say the words, leave you completely broken. “Don’t what?” “just don’t say anything, please.” He sits down on the bed by your feet, watching how you flinch away from his touch when he places a gloved hand on your leg. He gently pulls away from you, he doesn’t want to scare you away anymore than he already has. “What do you think I’m going to say?” Maybe if he thinks you didn’t hear him he’ll drop the question. He’ll go to sleep and go on tomorrow like nothing happened.

He knows you heard him, he also knows what you’re going to say. You can’t control your thoughts right now. He hears each one, loud and clear. “Look at me. What do you think I’m going to say?” There’s no way you’re getting out of this, you avert your gaze and bring your knees up to your chest. You can’t bare to look at him any longer. The man that’s about to tear your world apart. “That you don’t want me anymore.” You’re heart physically hurts, it hurts so bad. You wonder if he feels it too. He does. He’s gone silent. Which probably isn’t the best thing to do in this situation. He needs to say something, anything.

You gain the courage to finally look at him and see that he’s holding back tears of his own. He’s let you down, made you feel unwanted. “I-” he starts, but he cuts himself off. He only gets one shot at this. He doesn’t deserve to be hurting right now, not when this is his fault. “I need you to know, that I can’t do this without you, (y/n). This scavenger is nothing, and if it means letting her go to save you, then she’s already gone. You, are the reason I continue to fight, and one day it’s just going to be me and you against the universe. That’s something I can promise you.” He takes your hand in his own, bringing it up to his lips. He takes a deep breath to steady his voice, his tears now falling freely down his face. “My sweet, sweet girl, please don’t feel like you’re worth anything less than everything. There is no way for me to prove to you how sorry I am, but I will spend the rest of my life trying. I need you.”

“Please, don’t ever make me feel like that again. I can’t- I need you to want me. Please don’t stop wanting me”. That’s all you can get out before your body is rocked with violent sobs. He pulls you into his lap, gently shushing you. You’re exhausted, he can feel it radiating off of you in waves. When’s the last time you actually slept? He kicks his shoes off and pulls you both under the covers, letting you lay on top of him. Right now, you need him. He’ll call off the hunt on the scavenger in the morning, they don’t need her. And he sure in hell doesn’t need her. All he needs is the girl that’s resting gently in his lap, and he’s going to do everything in his power to keep her right by his side.

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wollymalfoy · 3 years

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“I’m so proud of you” for kylo? He just needs needs love and affection 😭

DAMN RIGHT HE DOES. I’m gonna do this as lil headcanons of how you both show that you’re proud of each other 💕

Showing affection and emotion is hard for Kylo most of the time. He really had no model to on how to do it properly, so he’s been having to figure it out on his own

But, to him, it’s so worth it because he’s so fucking proud of you, his empress, his love, his queen

He shows he’s proud in the way he holds his hand on the small of your back when out in public, especially in front of his subordinates. It’s like he’s presenting you, like he’s saying “Look at what’s mine.”

It sounds a little silly for a Supreme Leader, but Kylo shows he’s proud of you in the way he always attends whatever charity event you happen to be putting on. He makes sure that all who approach him know that you were the one who put everything together.

He supports you in everything you do, even silly little hobbies you pick up and drop a month later.

He has an embroidery pattern you made for him in his bedside table and a painting you did hangs in your shared quarters

Kylo has a small picture of you in the cockpit of his TIE silencer. He doesn’t care who sees it because no one would ever dare tease him about it. It serves as a reminder of what he has waiting for him when he wins this fight.

Now how do you show you’re proud of Kylo?

You try to say it as often as you can

Just hearing the words come from your mouth has such a profound effect on him

Kylo has a habit of picking up and holding you close to his chest when he returns home from a mission or battle. If you whisper “I’m so proud of you.” into his neck, he will absolutely become putty in your hands, even if you are standing in front of all his inferiors. It means the absolute fucking world to him to hear that from you

You always try to introduce yourself as “Empress Ren” at every opportunity. Kylo’s chest swells with pride every time you do. Knowing that you’re not ashamed to be associated with him brings him more comfort than he would have thought possible

The best, though, is when you’re half asleep and cuddled into his chest late at night and you say “I’m proud to call you my husband.”, punctuated by a yawn.

Those moments mean the most to Kylo because he knows it’s not a show. It’s not an act or a power play for the sake of his station. It’s something only he is meant to hear and something you say so earnestly, he can’t help but believe it.

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wollymalfoy · 3 years

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Luke being all ”I will give my life to protect the child” B O Y you couldn’t even tell that your own fucking nephew was being preyed on and groomed by darksiders until he was in his twenties and then immediately tried to murder him so shut your bitch ass up

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wollymalfoy · 3 years

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Draco Malfoy

Love You Goodbye- (Angst) y/n and Draco have loved each other dearly but with the upcoming war, Draco has no choice but to leave y/n for her own good. Based on the song Love You Goodbye by One direction.

Lookalike- (Angst) After a terrible break-up, Draco and y/n meet again- but this time she with another man who quite resembles Draco. Based on the song Lookalike by Conan Gray.

Distant- (Fluff) Draco’s insecurities convince him that y/n doesn’t love him anymore when he overhears her crushing over an unknown boy named Noah- only to discover that he’s a fictional character.

Comfort Crowd- (Angst+Fluff) Draco finds comfort in y/n when everything else is going downhill. Based on the song Comfort Crowd by Conan Gray.

Cold- (Fluff) On a particularly chill winter, Draco takes interest in y/n- offering his sweater to her, whenever she felt cold.

The Brightest Star- (Fluff) Sneaking out with Draco Malfoy to stargaze is one of the most romantic things you’ve done.

Strawberry Dress- (Fluff) y/n decides to surprise her husband on their first wedding anniversary.

Lover- (Fluff) A series of events where Draco and y/n fall deep and deeper in love with each other. Based on the song Lover by Taylor Swift.

George Weasley

When Everything Changes- (Fluff) After losing his twin, George Weasley had lost the spark in his eyes. But meeting y/n, a muggle girl, made me realize that there’s more to his life than grief. Based on the song Everything has changed by Taylor Swift.

The Start- (Slight Angst+Fluff) George doesn’t like the fact that his siblings dislike his girlfriend for the sole reason of her being a Slytherin.

Amortentia- (Fluff) Fred Weasley was tried of his twin not making a move on his crush and decides to take matters onto his own hands. That may have involved George ‘accidentally’ slipping a love potion to y/n’s drink.

Remus Lupin

Romeo And Juliet But Not Tragic- (Fluff) Remus asks y/n to be his fake fiancée for the weekend but turns out, their feelings are very real.

Sirius Black

A Lucky Sofa- (Fluff) y/n has always hated Sirius. According to her, the universe hates her as well- Now that she’s roommates with him, she finds herself falling her him and his stupidly handsome face.

Kiss In The Library- (Fluff) Being academic rivals with Sirius Black and finding him alone in the library turns out into a make-out session.

Newt Scamander

Online Love- (Misc.) Newt finds himself falling deeper in love with a bright witch he met online.

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wollymalfoy · 3 years

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I know you said you don't write much, but I just read your Mando fic and loved it. Can you do some kind of fix with Christmas? Maybe having Din try hot chocolate for the first time? Lots of fluff thank you xx

This is so sweet of you! Here's a a lil something for you.🎄 It gets a little christmasy? If thats a word lol. But soft!Din all the way.

It's not surprising to Din, of course he doesn't expect you to stay inside the Razor Crest while he's away, would he like it that way? Yes, but even he understands how the walls seem as if they're slowly closing in, air gets thinner, things start to move in forms of shadows. Dark confines have a way of driving anyone crazy.

It's cold out though, heavy snow started to gather on his trip back to the crest even the bounty he shoved into carbonate complained of the cold the whole way. It made him nervous, you and the child, no where to be seen. He told himself to relax, that it's just a walk, you're smart enough to make it back but then again it was snowing heavily, have you ever even seen snow before? Din was worried.

With a click on a button on his right arm the hatch of the crest hisses open, footsteps heavy but abruptly stopped at the sight of your fingers touching your own, but instead it's attached to a string wrapped around your neck. It was given to you a while ago, been decided wrapped around your neck was a safe spot. Maybe he didn't have to go looking at all. "I'm glad you're back, Din."

It's a relief, even though snow has started to mat to your boots, clump in your hair, you're safe. Grogu is tucked into a bag that wraps around your shoulder, small green hand reaching out to touch the falling flakes. In your other hand a bag filled the brim but the dark brown makes it impossible to see what it is.

Din steps forward to the edge of the hatch, taking the bag from you as well as the baby, small whines as the baby descends deeper into the hull of the crest as he reaches out for the snow.

"It's beautiful out, don't you think?" The hatch closes behind, the crest already feels warmer.

"You like snow?" Din is curious, mostly because he's not the biggest fan. He doesn't like the cold much, actually he doesn't like any weather particularly, prefers a storm of stars through the Crest's windshield. The baby little fingers reach out to touch the basker of his helmet, small coos as his nose lifts toward your direction, large bars of chocolate catching his attention.

"Yes, it reminds me of my home. Actually of Christmas."

"Christmas?" You can't see it, but the question alone his filled with confusion. "What kind of word is that?"

You laugh, it's soft with small dimples that form on the corners of your lips. It's enough to make him smile under all the basker, but it's not like you can see it.

"I wish you were able to see it Din. There are beautiful lights everywhere, bright whites and colors, there's singing. You exchange presents, and even decorate trees."

"decorate trees?" It's his turn to laugh, holding the child back from reaching out to the chocolate on the small table tucked in the corner.

"I'm being serious. Me and my family would go to a farm every year, cut down our own tree and bring it inside and make our own decorations for it." Din notices the small frown on your face, his throat dries at the fact that he's the reason for it. The memory of your family was one you never wanted to share... It hurts too much.

"I-I, I didn't mean to laugh. I didn't mean to upset you cyare, I'm sorry." Din's feet carry him close to you, face inches away to show his own seriousness.

"No, you didn't upset me Din. It does sound kind of ridiculous." It's a sad smile but not his fault, "Anyways I have a Christmas tradition for you to try. It's called hot chocolate, I couldn't find marshmallows though but it's still good, promise."

The excitement comes with a big smile as you move to warm the small stove. The child slips from his grasp, pulling on your pant leg, reaching forward to try and dip his fingers into the hot mixture but you don't allow it.

The new aroma of sweet, melted chocolate takes over the crest, even the Mandalorin's mouth waters at the smell. Before he knows it a cup is being pushed into his hands. It doesn't look to appetizing, a thin, dark liquid that kind of looks like fuel?

Your hands stay a locked on his a little longer then they should, warming his entire body with slight embrassment. The proximity making his cheeks warm, he wasn't used to having women close to him. It's not even that, it's the fact that you were this close, big doe eyes urging him to try it.

"Oh, yeah, sorry." You realize that he can't drink it in front of you. Now he feels disappointed, heat flushing his chest, stomach dropping. He's about to get up, he doesn't want to make you move but is surprised as you turn around, bringing the child with you.

"I won't peak, I promise. I'll make sure Grogu doesn't either." He already knows that, eyes roam the small of your back with thought. A small gasp of surprise leaves your lips as the warmth of his back against your own. His helmet is released with a loud hiss, the child is too busy drinking his own chocolatey goodness to pay attention.

This feels personal, his stomach hot, a new level of intimacy for the pair. He stares at the cup between his hands, he already feels warm enough with your heat, he doesn't want to finish it, he doesn't want to leave you. "Well? How is it?"

Din presses the mug against his lips, taste buds exploding with the heat of it. It was delicious, and very, very sweet. "It's good. Very good, thank you."

His voice sounds different, less static, more like a human. "I used to chug this stuff as a kid, my mom used to always make it. But with marshmallows, we need marshmallows. Does space have marshmallows? Like anywhere?"

He finds the rambling cute as well as the small memory he offer him, he imagines a small version of you with a pile of whatever the hell marshmallows are on your hot chocolate.

"I don't miss earth at all." You admit, "it's not home anymore, it's not where my family is anymore. I rather spend Christmas with you and Grogu, you are my family now."

His heart thumps inside his chest, his breath stopping at the confession, chest still, he wants to say that you're not safe with him, you never will be but he decides against it, he talks with his heart instead of his fear. "I don't know what Christmas is but I'm happy to share something you love so much with you."

The hot chocolate is long forgotten as he slides his helmet back on. His bare fingers soak the touch of your face, running over the highest parts of your cheeks bones. The child looks between the two with a small coo.

"I can't replace them, but I will try to be your family."

You press into his hands, leaning against the tanned digits. "You already are Din, I love you."

The three words are put out, never to be taken back. While Din had always put up a hard front, tried to make it impossible to love him out of fear you managed to weasel your way through the tight cracks filling his heart completely.

"I love you Cyare, I'm sorry I made it so difficult for you to love me." He regrets all the times he decided not to ask if you were okay, hold you close at night. His heart feels like it's going to explode as your press your forehead against his.

"It was never hard to." Din stays there for a few more minutes, just enjoying the warmth of not only your skin but inside his body.

It confuses you as he stands quickly, opening the hatch and finding the sharpest object he can manage. "Are you coming?"

Your head turns, confused as you hear his amused tone. "Well who else is going to pick the tree to decorate?"

The smile that curls those lips are enough for Din to die a happy man.

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Solace

Rating: T

Word count: ~4.5k

Summary: After a nightmare, the reader and Din have a heart-to-heart, and realize they are not as different as they might think.

Warnings: angst, fluff, Din w/o beskar, intense fear?? (basically reader has a nightmare) makeout at the end

Note: Fair warning, this is the first fic I have ever written. I was having some pretty intense inspiration, and once I began typing, the words just began to flow out. With that said, I welcome any constructive criticism; any hate received will be reported and blocked.

It’s not late when you slip beneath the blanket that decorates your humble cot. In fact, you’re not sure what time it is. Days spent in hyperspace have left you without the ability to recall which hours differentiate day and night. At this point, you sleep once you’re exhausted, and wake up once you hear the kid begin to squeal for your company.

Mando doesn’t seem to sleep at all. You often wonder if he is even human beneath the beskar. Perhaps, he is some humanoid species that doesn’t require sleep.

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Aliit Be Cuur

Pairings: Mando x Reader

Summary: While waiting in the hospital in Mos Pelgo after you were inured in the attack on the Krayt Dragon, Mando accidentally learns some life changing information for the both of you. You’re pregnant.

Warnings: Description of injuries, Pregnancy, Talk about miscarriage, Mando sees a sonogram-like image of reader’s uterus while she’s unconscious, general discussion of pregnancy while reader is unconscious and unaware, made up Star Wars level medical equipment

Word Count: 2800

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Watching you lay unconscious, body littered in cuts and burns, had to be the most terrifying thing Mando had ever experienced, and that was coming from a man that had seen some horrific things in his life. It was his fault you were hurt. If only his plan to kill the Krayt Dragon had gone as it was supposed to, you wouldn’t be in this position. This was supposed to be what he was good at. Killing. Sure, he killed the dragon, but at what cost?

When the initial plan of luring out the dragon and detonating the explosive just at his weak spot under his belly had gone south, he knew he had to think of something else. He could not leave the Mandalorian armor with Cobb Vanth. He needed it back.

The plan to use the bantha as bait had come to him quickly but he should have known better than to not tell you what he was doing. There was just no time. Everything had happened so fast. After months of travelling together, he’d hoped that maybe by some miracle, you could read his mind and know that everything was going to be okay when he allowed the dragon to swallow him with the bantha.

You were with the villagers and Tusken Raiders, struggling to fix the devices you’d built to throw the harpoons so you’d have a fighting chance. Being so caught up in your own tasks, sweat beading on your forehead from the heat and pressure, you hadn’t known Mando had strapped explosives to the bantha and was using it as bait. A loud screeching roar from the dragon ripped your attention away from the trying to kick a piece of wood back into place just in time to see the dragon’s mouth open, massive teeth bared, as it plunged down, straight on top of Mando and the bantha.

You screamed in horror, running towards the beast, “MANDO!” About halfway there from your post, you whipped out your blaster and shot at the beast as it dove back into the sand. The lasers were useless and you knew that but it was the only thing you could think of to do. Your legs fumbled to a halt, the realization that Mando was really gone actually hitting you.

But then something else hit you.

There was a loud explosion and a wave of fire, rocks, sand, and dragon flesh hit you, throwing your body back. The last thing you saw was the wave of orange and red coming at you before everything went black.

Just as planned, Mando had managed to escape the beast’s clutches before the explosion but suddenly regretted every decision he’d ever made when he saw the little figure of your body running towards where you assumed Mando to be. Even from dozens of feet in the air, he knew it was you. He couldn’t imagine anyone else there willing to run straight at the monster to try and save him. The bombs were sure to detonate any second but by the time he’d noticed you, it was too late. The bomb detonated with a massive wave of heat and debris.

He watched in horror as your body flew back at least twenty feet before sliding another fifteen across the sand after the impact. Time seemed to stop around him as he jetted to you in less than a few seconds. He couldn’t breathe, fear that he had caused your death choking his airways. “Y/N!” He yelled, landing harshly on his feet right beside you before falling to his knees. You were lying face down, eyes closed. “Y/N, talk to me.” Mando looked over your body and, by some miracle, there didn’t appear to be any broken bones, at least not any that looked immediately disfiguring. With a nearly effortless nudge, he rolled your body over. Your clothes had been ripped and/ or singed in many places. Multiple large holes in your pants revealed reddening burns and blood dripping from sand scraped skin. Your shirt was torn in multiple places, the left strap of your shirt torn so severely it could barely count as a sleeve. The side of your face that was on the sand was also scraped up, thankfully not too deep, but enough to cause bleeding.

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I Just Have to Get This Off My Chest

Din x Reader (SPOILERS FOR CHAPTER 15)

is the title the title of the fic or is it the explanation as to way i wrote this instead of the three essay’s i have due soon. Who knows? certainly not me.

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