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second-axis-point · 1 year

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Could you write a Din x m!reader

Where reader is trying to get Din’s attention as he’s flying the Razor Crest but he’s refusing to acknowledge them, so they decide to tease Din leading to giving him head with all his armour on just to get their point across, Din doesn’t ignore them again after.

Pairing: Din Djarin x Male!Reader

Warning: None!

Content: Smut, Teasing, Reader is also a Mando

This concept has been bouncing around my empty head all day. I know this is a bit short but I hope you enjoy it! Thanks for the request! 💚

Silence

Din had just dropped Grogu off with Peli before the two of you went off to your next bounty. You had almost gotten yourself seriously injured on your last hunt and Din was upset about it. He decided to ignore you, even when you had questions about your newest bounty.

“So what’s the plan?”

You ask. He doesn't respond, only pushing a few buttons in front of him and keeping his head trained to the front. You kept calm, knowing how petty he could get. You pretended like you thought he didn’t hear you.

“How are we going to go about this?”

You try once again. No answer. You stood from your seat and walked up next to him. You looked down at him through your helmet, waiting for a response.

“Din?”

You cross your arms and sigh. You watch the Mando ignore you and fly the ship. You knew there was an autopilot.

“You can’t keep ignoring me, we’re a team. It’s going to be difficult to catch the bounty if you won’t talk to me.”

No response. You get an idea. You crouch and shuffle under the control panel, right by his legs. He still didn’t acknowledge your presence. You ran your hands up and down Din’s armoured thighs. You saw him shiver slightly but still kept silent. You moved your hands up to his belt but didn’t unbuckle it, giving him time to protest before you continued. You unzipped his trousers and pulled down his boxers. You took him in your hand and stroked slowly. It didn’t take very long for him to start writhing in his seat.

You let go and he whined quietly, trying to keep it to himself. You moved your hands up to your helmet, unfastening the straps that held it in place, and pulled it off. You set it on the ground and looked up to see that Din kept his eyes forward. You took him back in your hand and licked a stripe up the length of his cock. Din tossed his head back and flipped on the autopilot. You took the head of his cock into your mouth and swirled your tongue around it. You could hear Din moan low in his chest. You took more and more of him into your throat as he got louder. You felt Din’s gloved hand grip your hair. You pulled off of him and grabbed his wrist.

“Hands to yourself. Understood?”

You growled at him. He nodded fervently and gripped onto the armrests of the pilot’s chair. You smirked and went back to teasing him. You sucked him off slowly, bobbing your head and using your hand to stroke what you couldn’t take into your mouth. Din threw his head back again, moaning loudly. You could see a little sliver of his neck peeking out from under his helmet. He bucked up into you causing you to pin his hips down with your free hand. You could tell he was getting closer by the noises he was making.

He let out a low moan before he released into your mouth. You pulled and coughed but swallowed nonetheless. You sat back on your heels and waited for him to come down. He didn’t say anything yet, only picking up your helmet and handing it to you under the panel. You pulled it on but didn't clasp it fully. You climbed out from under him and looked over the controls. You flipped the lights off, leaving the two of you in almost complete darkness. You swiftly pulled off your helmet again and sat yourself down on his lap.

“Maker. Maybe I should ignore you more often”

Was all Din could mutter before he too pulled his helmet off.

“You don’t have to ignore me for that. All you have to do is ask.”

You knew he couldn’t see you but you gave him a suggestive smirk. He moved his hands up your shoulders until he ran his thumbs over your cheek. He pulled you in for a sloppy kiss, reaching down to your belt. You stopped him.

“Maybe after the bounty is secured.”

He whined and you silenced him with another kiss.

“Good boys are rewarded.”

You teased and hopped off his lap. You secure your helmet on your head as Din did the same. You flipped the lights back on and saw that he still hadn’t pulled his trousers back up. You laughed and pointed it out. Flustered and still a bit aroused, he fumbled to buckle his belt. You put a hand on his shoulder and pulled him closer. You carefully bumped your helmets together before leaving to prepare your weapons. Din could do nothing but stand there and watch you as you moved gracefully through the ship.

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secondaxispoint · 1 year

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heyyyy I'm absolutely crazy over din djarin rn and I was requesting if you could write a fic where you've already been together for a year, so for your anniversary he decides to reveal his face to you?

Pairing: Din Djarin x Male!Reader

Warnings: None!

Content: Fluff!

I am also going crazy over Din so this was a treat. 😌 Thanks for the request!!

Your New Favourite Colour

Tomorrow. Tomorrow was the day that Din had asked you to be his boyfriend. Just thinking back on that memory warmed you to your very core. You doubted that he even remembered but you didn’t mind. He had a lot on his plate and you knew that he loved you regardless of celebrations or anniversaries. You had gone out the last time you were on-planet to get a small gift for him.

You arrived back to the Crest with a new cleaning cloth and a pulse rifle for Din and a jar of the little blue cookies for the kid. It was easier to hide the weapon from the Mandalorian than it was to hide the cookies from Grogu. He was grabbing at your trousers and babbling every time he saw you. Din gave you a confused tilt of his head when you grabbed him and hustled into the corridor.

“You can get your present tomorrow but you have to keep it a secret.”

Grogu rambled, saying nothing but obviously requesting the cookies now that he knew they were on board.

“I know, I know. I have a gift for both you and your dad but you can’t have it until tomorrow. I know you can do it Grogu, it’s just one night.”

He frowned but seemed to understand. You patted his head and thanked him quietly. He giggled and made grabby hands at your face. You walked back into the cockpit and sat down with Grogu in your lap. When Din looked over, you flashed him a lazy smile and Grogu cooed. He turned back and prepared for takeoff.

After you were a comfortable distance from any danger, the both of you prepared for the night. Once Grogu was comfortable and asleep in his little hammock, you stripped yourself of your outerwear. You watched as Din did the same. He took off most of his armour, leaving the helmet on as always. He settled into the small sleeping area and nestled into the corner, leaving room for you.

You burrowed in next to him, his helmet buried into your chest. You longed to see the man under the armour. You had loved him for over a year and hadn’t seen his face. You wished to kiss him and run your hands through his hair. Anything. But you respected his creed and kept your thoughts to yourself. But you did let yourself wonder what he looked like. He probably had short hair. Or at least short enough to tuck under his helmet. You tried to think of other features but just couldn’t. You slowly fell asleep in a quiet, peaceful atmosphere of the Razor Crest.

Din woke up and slipped out of your grasp, trying his very best not to wake you. He needed to grab the present he got for you. He got a warm toned bandana, after you had lost yours in the dunes of Tatooine, and a new holster for your blaster since your current one was a bit torn up. He also had other plans that he was extremely nervous about. He wanted to show you his face. He had already broken his creed for Grogu so why not for you too.

So he dressed back in his armour and made food. It was an easy breakfast that you would hopefully enjoy before figuring out whatever plans you had for the day. He set the plates out on the small table and walked back to find you changing by the sleeping area. His mouth went dry as he saw you tug off the shirt you wore to bed and toss it onto the bed. No matter how many times he saw you topless, he would never not be flustered by you. You dug through your drawer and grabbed a spare change of blacks to wear under your armour.

You turned to see the Mandalorian standing motionless in the corridor. You gave him a reserved smile and walked up to him. You bumped your forehead against his and offered him a quiet ‘good morning’. He nodded his head and motioned towards the cramped kitchen. You noticed the meal he made and grabbed his arm, tugging him to the table. You took big bites and finished quickly, allowing Din the privacy to eat without being worried about hiding his face or lifting his helmet.

Din finished his breakfast just as quick and disposed of his dishes. He found you sitting with Grogu on the floor. He was playing with his ball and squealing. You watched him fondly and gave Din the same look when he sat down across from you.

“Any ideas for today?’

He asked you quietly. Grogu proudly presented his toy to his dad.

“Nothing set in stone.”

He tilted his head up and you watched the interaction between Din and the kid.

“I think just spending the day with you is good enough for me.”

You grinned at him. You both got to your feet to grab the presents you had gotten for each other. You met back where Grogu was continuing to play and sat back on the floor. He tossed the ball back on the floor and waddled towards you, apparently sensing the cookies hidden behind your back. You heard Din laugh through the modulator when you put the jar down in front of you. Grogu sat himself in your lap and you sat Din’s gifts by your legs. You heard him gasp when the rifle came into view. The two of you exchange presents and thanks. You scoot to sit next to him and watch as he admires the new rifle you got him.

You, Din, and Grogu spent the day together. It was peaceful but you sensed that there was something bothering your partner. You wanted to bring it up but every time you tried, he brushed it off and said it was nothing. It wasn’t till the sun started to set and the kid was already in bed that he addressed it.

“You know about the time I showed my face?”

You looked at him but said nothing.

“I broke the creed for Grogu when I thought I’d never see him again. After that I was no longer considered a real Mandalorian. I always thought that their way was the way. But I’m making my own way now, and I want you to be a part of it.”

You turned to him fully, realising what he was about to do. He slowly reached up to the bottom of his helmet. Your eyes followed him as he pulled the beskar off his head and set it down next to him. You looked up to see the most beautiful man you’ve ever laid eyes upon. He had shaggy, dark brown hair. He had stubble and deep chocolate eyes. You decided that you had a new favourite colour. You brought a hand up to his face and placed it gently on his cheek. He closed his eyes and leaned into your touch.

“Din.”

He opened his eyes and looked into yours.

“It’s nice to finally put a face to a name.”

You smiled and pulled him forward to kiss his forehead. He looked incredibly relieved and basically melted into you.

“Happy anniversary Din.”

“Happy anniversary cyar’ika”

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dindjarindiaries · 8 months

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Din is so gentle with Grogu when they’re looking for Gideon in the season 3 finale, always keeping him caught up on the plan and showing him where they’re going on the schematics so he understands… if this is what season 4’s like then I’m not gonna make it

#I LOVE DIN DJARIN #din djarin #grogu #din grogu #the mandalorian

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aryaevarinya · 1 year

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Just a dad saving his baby and a baby saving his dad was all I needed - 10/10

#pedro pascal #the mandalorian season 3 #the mandalorian #din djarin #din grogu #so we get more space adventures in s4?#please #i love din djarin

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mandoandthejets · 1 year

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Realistically if I started posting Mando One Shots / Fics would anyone actually read 😭

Also very kindly & gladly taking suggestions for stories 😇

#the mandolarian #din djarin #mando x reader #mando smut #I love Din Djarin #Mando #star wars

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sirdindjarin · 1 year

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IM SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS DIN DJARIN FIC IM SCREAMING

#im writing it for me so maybe im biased but I LOVE THIS MAN SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!#one liner king #impatient yet patient af king #droid hating king #kindest friend and fiercest ally #loving father 😭😭😭#i love din djarin #din djarin #the mandalorian #personal #shut up me #my writing

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nghtwngs · 2 years

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omg how do you guys feel about the new theme??

#i love din djarin #idk about the icon though i couldn’t find a better one though #i just realized i said though twice

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sinfulsalutations · 1 year

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i will hold the belief until i die din didn't know he had kind of a bedroom voice until one time while hookign up with some person idk and then when he realized he probably didn't know what to do with himself for a good month

#the mandalorian #mando.txt #i love din djarin #din djarin #mando #star wars #star wars headcanons #idk lmao #nour emerges #the mandolorian season 2 #mando has a bedroom voice #din djarin imagine

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anti-heroism · 1 year

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the way pedro has played a cowboy, a space cowboy, an apocalypse cowboy and an old western cowboy

#pedro pascal #agent whiskey #kingsman the golden circle #din djarin #space cowboy #the mandalorian #joel miller #the last of us hbo #apocalypse cowboy #strange way of life #silva #the multiverse of cowboys #I LOVE THEM #theyre all queer

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yamineftis-art · 1 year

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Grogu likes Din’s mustache.

So I’m hella excited over the third season coming I just pray we get some more of Din’s feelings about his past, so I finally drew this little thing I’ve been thinking about for a while ;v;

I firmly believe wearing a helmet for your whole life is no reason to not style yourself like you want, so let Din have a mustache if he wants™!, but also I like to think he looks at himself on the mirror and can’t help but think of his dad :’) so he keeps the mustache.

Also pls let Din adopt Grogu and show him his face when they’re alone!!!!

#the mandalorian #star wars #grogu #din djarin #clan of two #arts #aq vetina #the most fun aside drawing Pedro's beautiful face was looking at the actor who played his dad #they're so alike but also different I loved drawing him ;;#I like to think Din just does his everyday stuff with Grogu just sitting on his chest #I love them so much i can't want to have them back aaaaaa #pedro pascal #themandaloriandaily

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thefrogdalorian · 26 days

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Din Djarin + Eyebrows

#din djarin #pedro pascal #the mandalorian #star wars #swedit #din gifs #din edits #my edits #my gifs #such a pathetic sad little meow meow #awww are you gonna cry big scary mandalorian?#PATHETIC #covered in blood [PATHETIC]#social anxiety [PATHETIC]#anyway i love him i would die for him

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second-axis-point · 1 year

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din djarin x reader where they’re like- work frenemies with bounty hunting but one day while they’re competing for the same bounty, reader is ahead of Din but is ambushed or something so hes badly injured and din finds him, takes him back to the Crest, and patches him up? din being a worried and stressed dude TM and maybe confessions and cuddling?

thank you so much and have a great day! your writing is freaking great :D

Pairing: Din Djarin x Male!Reader

Warnings: Slight blood and injury

Content: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, No use of Y/N, reader has a nickname, Din being a worried and stressed due ™

Love the enemy to lovers plot. Din being a worried and stressed out dude ™ is probably my favourite to write. Sorry if this is a bit too long, thank you for the request!! 💚

Partners in Crime

No one ever knew your real name and you had always kept your face covered. You had been given the nickname Jackal due to your agility and sheer hunting abilities. You wore light armour and a dark cowl that hung down to the back of your knees as well as a jet black mask that looked similar to a flattened death trooper helmet.

The first time you met the Mandalorian was during a group hunt. There were several bounties and Greef told him that he could use the help. He protested, insisting that he can do it on his own. You stood beside Karga with your arms crossed, watching the argument silently. You noticed that you were an inch or two taller than him yet he still seemed more intimidating. The Mandalorian finally gave in and waved you along. You grabbed your rifle and clipped it to your back before following him to his ship.

It was an Old Republic gunship. One that you hadn’t seen for a while. He motioned for you to board first, not trusting you behind him. Once you were in the cockpit, you noticed a little green creature settled in the co-pilot’s seat. You cocked your head to one side and watched the small thing snore peacefully. You heard footsteps behind you.

“If you put one mark on him, there’s no place you will be able to hide from me.”

The Mandalorian threatened you. You turned and put your hands, signalling that you were no threat to the little beast in the seat.

“Take it easy Mando, I wouldn’t even consider it.”

Your voice buzzed clearly through the modulator in your helmet. He nodded and moved to the little creature, picking him up and moving past you. You followed him curiously and watched as he put the critter in a hammock that hung in the small bunk. Once the Mando turned, he stared daggers at you and moved his hand up to the blaster that sat on his waist. You realise that you had accidentally sort of cornered him. You apologised quietly and shuffled back up the ladder.

You slowly pulled your rifle off your back and set it down on the floor, letting the fellow hunter know that you had no intention of using it against him. The rest of the hunt was a breeze. You caught the four bounties and returned with no hassle whatsoever. You had worked with him a few more times after that, forming a sort of friendship. It had been a few months since you last saw him and you were sort of starting to miss him.

—

Right now, you were sitting across from Greef and discussing the latest parameters of your latest bounty when the familiar Mando walked up to the table. You two exchanged a respectful nod before you finished your conversation with Karga. The mission seemed a bit riskier than you were used to but it didn’t bother you too much. As you were walking out, you heard him shout out to you.

“Jackal! Why don’t you take Mando with you?”

You turned and saw both Greef and the Mandalorian face you. You took a second to think. It would be nice to have some extra muscle if things went sideways. You nodded and the Mando followed you to your own ship. You were about to board when you heard the Mandalorian behind you.

“Why don’t we take mine?”

You stop for a second and shrug your shoulders. You turn on your heel and follow him back to the Razor Crest. You see the small green creature again, Grogu, you remember. You wave to the little guy.

“Hey buddy. I kind of have to sit there, would you mind hoppin’ down?”

Grogu babbled something before sliding down onto the floor. You thanked him and sat down. The Mando sat down as well and took off. You were in space for about thirty seconds before you felt the little one clawing up your leg. He settled himself on your lap and closed his eyes. You saw the Mando look back.

“Sorry about that. Grogu, leave him alone.”

You shook your head and laughed.

“He’s alright. He seems pretty comfortable.”

The Mandalorians gaze lingered a bit longer than it should’ve before he turned back to the front.

“Feel free to rest, we have quite a long way to the location.”

You leaned your head back and not wanting to disturb Grogu, crossed your arms. You nodded off for a few hours, only waking when the little one started knocking on your chestplate and a familiar voice scolding him for it.

“Knock it off Grogu, let him sleep.”

He stopped for a second before hitting it one more time, probably out of spite. You laughed, blowing your cover. You sat up and rolled your shoulders, groaning when you heard a crack. You heard the other man chuckle.

“Getting old, Jackal?”

“Shut it Mando.”

You feigned irritation and stretched your legs while Grogu still sat in your lap.

“Din.”

You perked up.

“What?”

He kept his attention turned to the front.

“Call me Din.”

You smiled under your helmet and nodded.

“Alright. Nice to meet you Din.”

He nodded and started to land the clunky ship.

Din found a friend to watch over Grogu while the two of you followed the bounty chit to a run down old Imperial base. Your target was an ex-stormtrooper who had been scampering around, screwing people over, and selling valuable information to the wrong people. It was overgrown and looked completely abandoned. You both slid your blasters from your holsters and walked carefully. You were treading in front of Din, keeping him behind you.

You heard a noise around the corner and the both of you raised your blasters. A rat ran from the shadows, distracting you from the tripwire that was pulled tight in front of you. You noticed too late, only able to shove the Mandalorian away before the trap went off. The explosion blew you back onto the floor. The ringing in your ears was persistent and brain melting. White hot pain radiates from your knee and under your bestplate. You couldn't move, eyes fixated on the dirty ceiling. Quick shallow breaths shook your chest, spreading the sting throughout your ribs.

You saw Din lean into your line of vision. He was talking but you couldn’t make out what he was saying. He then tried to sit you up causing you to scream in agony. You finally made out what he was saying as he leaned you against the wall, keeping his hand on your shoulder.

“It’s alright. I got him. You're going to be okay.”

He sounded frantic. He looked around before taking his hand away.

“I’ll be right back. I'm going to get the bounty on the ship and come back, okay.”

You tried to say something but all you could muster was a quick nod. He got to his feet and ran off to grab the bounty. This was it. You were going to die here. The Mandalorian was probably not coming back. He shouldn’t come back. You made a stupid mistake and now you were paying for it. If he had any sense left, he would take the bounty and leave you there. The thought of never seeing the Mandalorian again made your heart clench. You really started to like him. Your spiralling thoughts were interrupted by heavy footsteps. Din once again popped into your line of sight, bacta spray and medkit in hand.

“Hey, you doing okay?”

His voice was uncharacteristically soft. He took off his gloves and placed them down next to your foot. You nodded, a lie, but he didn’t have to know.

“I’m going to spray your injuries down alright? I’m going to have to rip your trousers a bit.”

He pointed down at the obvious gouge in your knee and you jerked your head up. He took the knife from his boot and carefully cut through the fabric around your injured knee. You watched as the gash was slowly exposed. You heard Din suck in a breath through his teeth. He picked up the bacta spray and held it up to your injury. He thoroughly covered it before looking over you again. He saw the bloody patch that had spread from under your breastplate.

“A piece of shrapnel bounced up and cut through your abdomen. This is going to hurt like hell but I need to lay you on your back.”

He barely gave you a moment to respond before he had his hands back on your shoulders and was laying you back. You ground loudly, not having enough energy to scream. He pulls up your shirt by the hem and tucked it up. Blood was running down your side. The hole in your abdomen was gushing and making you feel a bit lightheaded.

He used his knife to dig out the shrapnel. The hallway spun as you felt the blade dig around. Din apologised profusely and finally got the piece of metal out. You would have blacked out if not for the constant of Din’s worried voice. He quickly stitched up the slash and sprayed it thoroughly. He let you rest for about a minute before he insisted on getting you back to the Razor Crest. You were dreading the thought of getting up but you knew it had to be done. The gashes in your knee and stomach were feeling slightly better but walking was going to be a challenge.

You reached up and he grabbed your hand, pulling you to your feet. An explosive agony shot through your entire left side. You screamed, ragged and raw. Uneven breaths rocked your chest. Din threw your arm over his shoulders and wrapped the other around your waist, being careful of your wound. You probably would have been more flustered about being this close to him if you hadn’t practically died ten minutes ago. He practically dragged you back to the ship and laid you down in his bunk. You finally allowed yourself to slip away from consciousness.

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Waking up, the pain had severely lessened. You moved up with a groan. You realised that both your waist and knee had been wrapped up as well as all your armour had been taken off. All except for your helmet. You heard Din’s voice from outside the bunk.

“I thought that you would prefer it if I left that on.”

You nodded.

“Yeah, thanks. I appreciate it.”

Your voice was hoarse and your throat was killing you. When you looked over, you saw that Din had also removed his armour. He had a worried looking Grogu tucked into his arms.

“He was really worried about you y'know.”

Din stated. He looked down at the creature in his arms and then back at you.

“And so was I.”

You felt your face and ears heat up. He was worried about you. You were glad you still had your helmet on, hiding your flustered expression. You remember that you were still laid back in Din’s bunk, taking over his space.

“I’ll be alright. Sorry for taking over your bed.”

You started to shuffle out of the bunk but were stopped by Din’s hand on your thigh. If you weren't flustered before, you sure as hell were now. He looked down and retracted his hand.

“Sorry. It’s okay, you need the rest more than I do. I'll just put Grogu in his hammock and sleep in the cockpit.”

He raised the creature up to his little swing but stopped when he started flailing. He reached his hands towards you, making small grabbing motions. Din looked down at you.

“Would you mind? I don’t want him to disturb you but I'm afraid he won’t sleep if I put him up there.”

You nod, hearing the exhaustion in his voice.

“Why don’t you shuffle in here?”

You take Grogu from him and tuck him into the crook of your elbow.

“Without armour, I’m sure the both of us could fit pretty easily.”

He hesitates and you take it as rejection.

“You don’t have to obviously but-”

He cut you off by dropping a knee onto the edge of the bunk. He climbs in next to you, your back to his chest. He dimms the already soft light. You felt that it was okay to remove your helmet, he most likely wouldn’t be able to see you. So you reached your unoccupied arm up and pulled the helmet from your head. You set it in the corner and held Grogu closer to you. You felt Din shuffle behind you, probably getting comfortable.

You felt Din reach an arm around your waist and the other around your chest. He pulled you flush against him. You felt his breath on your neck. He had taken off his helmet too. You closed your eyes just in case. You knew about the Mandalorian creed and didn’t want to disrespect it or cross a line. You had just gotten close to him and you didn’t want to screw it up already.

“I thought you died when that tripwire went off.”

His voice wavered, unfiltered by his helmet.

“I thought that I would never see you again and it-”

He stuttered.

“I realised that I might be more attached to you then I originally thought.”

His voice was quiet and soft. You felt him nuzzle into the back of your neck. You raise one hand and reach behind you, brushing your fingers through his hair lightly.

“It’s alright Din. I’m okay.”

He pulled you closer and placed a tentative kiss to your nape. You’d never have thought that this is how your mission and partnership with the Mandalorian would have turned out.

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secondaxispoint · 1 year

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Hi...im obsessed with your blog. Could i request something with din djarin? Something fluffy? Not really picky about details. No worries if you dont wanna tho!! Thanks :)

Pairing: Din Djarin x Male!Reader

Warnings: None!

Content: Fluff, Touch-Starved Din Djarin

I know this is really sloppy but I hope you enjoy it anyway. Thank you for the request!! (I will never deny a Din Djarin request 😤💙)

Your Touch

When Din looked over at you, he saw the starstruck look you had in your eyes every time you looked out of the cockpit window. You had Grogu on your lap. He was giggling and messing with the buckles of your armour. You tore your gaze away from the window to look down at the child then back up to Din. He quickly averts his eyes, feeling a heat crawl up his neck and settle on his cheeks.

He senses that you were still looking at him but doesn't dare to turn back to check. The comfortable silence continues, only being broken by Grogu babbling to you and you pretending to know what he’s talking about. He spotted the planet he was looking for and gently landed the crest in a clear but secluded area. He got up from his pilot seat to see you nodding your head along with Grogu’s ranting.

He smiled under his helmet and accidentally brushed your shoulder while walking past, causing him to tense a bit. He sat himself down on the floor in the back. He wanted to be alone for a while but having two other people on the small ship made that sort of improbable. But he relished the silence anyway.

You shuffled in with a sleepy Grogu. You gave him a lazy smile and put the kid down to sleep. You sat yourself in front of him and stretched your arms above your head. Din heard the crack of your back through his helmet. You groaned and brought your hands back down. He watched the way your fingers picked at your trousers, brushing off the lint that stuck there.

He wondered what your hands would feel like. Probably warm and strong. He wondered what it would feel like if you brushed them through his hair or simply rested a hand on his knee. He knew you honoured his creed as much as he did, never asking him to take off his helmet or armour. You respected his boundaries and he appreciated it. He just sometimes wished that you would be able to truly see him.

“Alright Din?”

He looked up at you.

“Sorry?”

You shifted forward.

“I asked if you were alright.”

“Oh, yeah I’m alright. Just thinking.”

“About?”

He said quieted. He reached up and grabbed a piece of cloth from the counter he was sat in front of. He wanted you to try something that he had been thinking of for a while. He held the fabric up to you, not wanting to explain and hoping that you would just get what he was implying. You looked confused but allowed him to continue anyway. You seemed to understand what he was doing once he motioned for you to lean closer. He gently tied the cloth around the back of your head. He made sure it was snug before allowing you to adjust it the way you needed it to.

“Din, what are-”

You were silenced by the sound of his helmet clanking against the ground. You listened to the sound of his breaths, unfiltered by the modulator in his armour. You heard him take off his gloves and set them down. He took one of your hands that you had laying in your lap and clasped them in his. He was right. Your hands were just as warm as he’d thought they’d be. They were marked with evidence of hard labour. He studied them, every scar and mark was filed into his memory.

You took your other hand and slid it slowly up his arm. Moving up his shoulder, you stopped when you got to his neck. He released his grasp on you and moved an arm up to yours. He took your hand and placed it on his cheek. You rubbed your thumb against his cheek and he closed his eyes. You brought your other hand up to the other side of his face. You felt the scratch of his stubble against your fingers. He gripped your wrists and pulled you closer.

He pressed a wary kiss to the corner of your mouth, testing, making sure he wasn’t pushing boundaries or taking things too far. He saw you smile so he moved in once again. This time, he kissed you properly. It was a bit clumsy due to one of you lacking sight, but it was the closest Din had been to a person in his life.

Once he pulled back, he moved his hands up to your face. He ran his hands along your arms and down your chest. He allowed himself to see you with no barriers. He still hated the fact that you couldn’t see him, but he was content that you could feel him. He yearned for your touch for so long and it almost broke him to finally get it.

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