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The Jedi Order fell a long time ago.
THE MANDALORIAN | CHAPTER 13: THE JEDI
Cal Kestis and BD-1
come play blorbos with me
we can do tghis. our touy
"warmth of you"
Tagging lovely peeps who might be interested:
Inspired by the latest @mouthymandalorian Soft!Din fanfic. Adore you sunshine! ( I yelled when I saw the mention of Orion's belt ngl. Shame the butterfly is partly hidden here).
@charnelhouse @lellowberry @yespolkadotkitty @starlightmornings @thewayofthemandalorian @pedro-pastel @danniburgh @pedrosbish @uuuhshiny
Bonus 1: BARE WRIST
Bonus 2: BYE
Hi! I’m Lydia. You can find a breakdown of everything I’ve written below. Please keep in mind that this account is intended for those who are 18+ only and is extremely NSFW, as is much of the content I create. If you are a minor, I kindly ask that you unfollow me. If I find out that you are underage and are still following and interacting with me, you will be blocked. I’m sorry if that seems harsh, but this is to ensure my account is a safe space for myself as well as everyone else. Thank you for visiting, and for reading my stories! 💚🚀
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word count: 6k+
warnings: smut (18+ only istg): din is a switch, you heard it here first, oral (m!receiving), piv sex, a singular spank. also: spoilers but helmetless!din; brief injury and blood; me mentioning the crest despite the crest being dead (rip); language; x fem!reader
a/n: this fic means a lot to me for some peculiar reason, and i think part of the reason it took so long is because i labored over every. single. word. there’s lots of sweetness up front and then it just descends into rampant filth. let me know what you think! xoxo!
You know his body better than you know your own. When he comes to you in the night, seeking your heat, he finds you pliant and willing. In those moments—those sacred, sublime moments—you map his body with your palms. You know every rise and ridge, every scar and divot. If given the proper materials, you could sketch his form to an exact likeness. All save one key aspect.
His face.
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summary: din djarin takes on an engineer to his new ship, trying to fill some of the emptiness that grogu left behind. he’s surprised to find that you’re filling all the other missing pieces of him, as well.
rating: E (warnings: SMUT; this is the softest, possibly most wholesome smut i’ve ever written, but it’s still smut. PIV, girl on top, oral sex (m receiving), fingering, kissing [the kissingggggg]; self-doubt, some angst, FLUFF THO)
pairing: din djarin x fem reader
word count: ~3900
note: SHOUTOUT as always to @starlightmornings for betaing. also, to @charnelhouse, @wyn-dixie, and @danniburgh for being bad influences and encouraging this. AND ALSO to @thepoisonofgod because this whole thing is really her fault. when i heard the idea of naked tattooed soft!din, it was over. i couldn’t resist it. anyway, this is emotionally wrecked af post-s2 softboi din djarin and i wrote him how i thought he’d be, i hope you enjoy him and love him as much as i do. please go take a look at this incredibly beautiful drawing that @thepoisonofgod did of our sweet soft!din: warmth of you
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i. Din hated the new ship.
It was too new and too big and too shiny. Every surface was bright, gleaming, blinding. It was too damn clean. He missed the grime of the Crest. He missed the mess of having a child.
He missed the kid.
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Happy birthday to me, from me. 5 star wars/mandalorian popsockets and one non star wars one. The jedi symbol glows in the dark. My phone is currently sporting the jedi symbol and grogu eating a cookie💙😅 they make me so happy🥰
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