Rating: 18+, Explicit Pairing: Din Djarin x F!Reader Wordcount: +2K Summary: “We almost died” sex. Warnings: Some violence. Some smut. Some smut in a cave.
His hands shake as he hovers over you, leather knuckles running over the split skin of your cheek. Your eyes blink open - blurred vision - soot in the corners of your lids. Your lip is swelling. The air is ripe with the carcass of fire, the oxygen turned chemical and grim.
“Din,” you whisper and it’s terrified, ragged and torn up. He touches you, keeps just touching, skating his palms over your skull, your chest as he checks for gashes or fractures. “Din,” you repeat when you try to sit up.
“Stay still. I need to - I need to check you over. Your head hit the ground pretty hard.” Even with the modulator, even through the cool and indifferent coating, his voice sounds distressed - notched on a tremble. That was close - that was inches - seconds -
He murmurs your name as he lifts you up to scan your back, to search for anything. He presses his fingers to your temple and you flinch, a sharp, throbbing sting exploding forth. When he pulls his hand away, there’s blood on his gloves. He sighs, his enormous, hunched form deflating beside you.
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in mandalorian culture its a sign of love, trust, and bonding to bump foreheads with the one you are intimate with.
this is dins way of saying 'i love you.'
coming up beside you and gently lifting your head up, then placing his helmet-covered forehead onto yours. the metal is always such a vast contrast to your warm skin, but your eyes still shut and a warm smile crosses your face. it was his way of a kiss.
you know that he never takes his helmet off, thats why it was such a surprise when he sat next to you in the cold air of whatever plant you were on. he had a bounty here. he had yet to set off, telling you that he would do so in the morning, when you were still asleep.
din pulled his helmet off when you were looking at a bird on a nearby tree. you looked back to him when you heard a soft clink on the ground. he let you look at his face for a few seconds before placing his warm hand on your cheek, leaning in and placing his forehead on yours.
your hands found his head, one of your nimble hands going up to his brown hair, the other resting on his shoulder. he pulled away a few seconds later, brown eyes, looking into yours. your finger twitched, your hand that was buried in his hair going down to his cheek. A few seconds later, you connected your lips with dins. it was sweet and short, a first kiss.
when you both pulled away, you gingerly smiled before squeezing dins hand that was still on your cheek
this was, this is dins way of saying 'i love you.'
you guys are so annoying. why do i have to see discourse every year that's like "was tolkien really a woke king or was he your conservative uncle?" the guy was a devout catholic and a genteel misogynist who maintained lifelong friendships with queer people and women, and this isn't even paradoxical because that was part of the upper-class oxford culture he was immersed in. tolkien told the nazis to fuck off (and in doing so demonstrated a real understanding of what racism is and why it's harmful, beyond simply "these guys are bad news because they're who my country is at war with right now") but his inner life was marked by internalized racism that is deeply and inextricably woven into the art that he made. he foolishly described himself as an anarcho-monarchist, and it's kind of crazy to see people on this website passionately arguing that he likely never meaningfully engaged with anarchist theory, because...yeah, no shit, of course he didn't. tolkien didn't have to engage with most sociopolitical theory because as an upper-class englishman of his position, he was never affected by any of the issues that this theory is concerned with. what is plainly obvious from reading both his fiction and letters is that tolkien's ideal political system was that the divinely ordained god-king would rise up and rule in perfect justice and humility; he didn't want a government, he wanted a king arthur, even though (obviously) he was aware that outcome was impossible. why is it so hard for people to accept that he was just some guy! his letters aren't a code you have to crack. no amount of arguing or tumblr-level analysis is going to one day reveal a rhetorically airtight internally consistent worldview spanning jrrt's fiction, academic work, and personal writings, thereby "solving" the question of whether he was a woke king or your conservative uncle. his ideology was extremely inconsistent because, at the end of the day, he was just some guy.
pov you are the armorer
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after season 2
I don’t think I’ve ever felt a stronger urge to motorboat an old man😽
drawinfs
i was so scared for him
time to give him more kids
Fra🪻 • Italy • 23 • she/her • bi✌️ • Leo ☀️ Scorpio 🌙 • Scorpio ⬆️
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