RAZOR CREST | THE MANDALORIAN - SEASON 2

“I can’t talk right now, I’m doin hot girl shit”

*reads fanfiction for 3 hours*

*daydreams about my favorite characters and actors*

*takes a nap*

THE BAD BATCH BINGO

drabble with mando + breeding 👀

utter filth for you, my love 💜

f!reader cw: explicit, 18+, unprotected p in v, excessive cum play, breeding kink of course, baby mention

He won't say it—not yet. It's too soon, too early in your relationship, and you both have implants.

But you know he's obsessed.

Din is obsessed with fucking you full and then doing it again, spilling inside you until it leaks out around the fat base of his cock. Until a thick, hot trickle slips down the curve of your ass and leaves a sticky spot on the sheet underneath you. Until your pussy is a little sore from taking the girth of him over and over—hard, because that's how he needs to give it to you.

He doesn't say it, won't make a demand, but he insists on keeping you tucked under him for a while, even after. For as long as you allow it, he keeps his face buried in your neck, sucking sweet kisses under your ear, petting you like you're something precious. Soft inside you, his solid weight a grounding presence, he relaxes on top of you to keep his cum where it belongs.

Eventually, reluctantly, he pulls away. He drops back to his heels and pushes your thighs open and up, dipping his head to admire the sight of it, the gloss where it wells at your entrance. There's a specific wistful groan you've come to recognize—a sound square between deep satisfaction and unspoken desire.

He's looking at something so close to what he really wants.

And even then, he uses his fingers, slick and gentle, to catch the rogue milky drops and press them back inside you, humming low in filthy contentment as he puts it back in its rightful place.

Sometimes, once he's satisfied with his work, he ducks his head to kiss you there, where you're full of him. As if to claim...that's mine.

No, he won't say it yet.

But you know Din will fuck a baby into you the very moment you ask.

Din Djarin holding his son🥺💚

Full Moon {Werewolf!Tovar x F!Reader}

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: NON-CON, monster fucking, oral (female receiving), anxiety, pregnancy, dead animals, meat 

Comments: You have always been told that you shouldn’t go into the woods at night. That there were things out there that would get you. You just never imagined the stories of werewolves were true. Not expecting to run into one when a late night swim under the full moon beckoned you out of the safety of your house. 

DEAD DOVE - DO NOT EAT : This is monster fucking fic. If you can’t handle the fact that non-con is a part of this, please roll on by. 

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Your side screams in pain as you run, the stitch getting worse with every step you take. Your breath labored and panted through your open mouth. Stumbling through the dark and only guided but the big, bright full moon that was blessedly low in the sky. Illuminating your path through the woods while the snarls and thudding of more than two feet get closer behind you. 

They had told you not to go into the woods after dark. Warned you since you were a little girl that there was evil in the forest at night. Bad things would happen. Men had gone into the woods, tall, strapping men who were armed and they had not returned the next morning. Never seen again save for maybe a scrap of clothing or an old, rusty dagger. 

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