Summary: Din comes back from a hunt to find you in his bunk.
Rating: Explicit — size kink like whoa
A/N: This is dedicated to @silksaddle who sent me the filthiest audio clip of this man followed by this gif. Thank you for being so inspiring ❤️
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Maybe if you hadn’t been so deeply asleep you would have heard him.
Maybe if the kid hadn’t kept you up for the last three days, you would have been woken by the hum of the ramp, by the stomp of his boots as he climbed it, by the soft, heavy sound of a body being dragged behind him.
Maybe if you hadn’t grown tired of waiting for him, eventually crawling into his bunk to sleep, you would have been ready for him when he finally did come back.
Well, that’s not true. You were ready for him, his modulated voice echoing in your head as you got ready for bed that night, you had felt a shiver of anticipation down your spine at the memory.
“I don’t want you to wear anything but this when you sleep in my bed, okay?”
I don’t cry easy but the feedback I’m getting for Din/Soulmate!Reader is absolutely sending me I’m gonna write a second chapter for sure, as soon as I can figure out a plot
Summary:After the ambitious Toro Calican turns on you, his hired mechanic, in hopes of winning favour with the Guild, the mysterious Mandalorian saves your life. Now that you owe him a life debt, he’s stuck with you until you can save him back. It’s not so bad, having a free mechanic and babysitter for the kid, but things take a turn for the worse when both of you realise you might be catching feelings. For someone that might not even be your Soulmate.
Requested by Anon: Hello! How’re you doing? May I please request a Din x reader soulmate au? The one where you don’t see color until you touch your soulmate? It would be very difficult for Din to find his soulmate and I’ve always wanted to see how it played out. If not that’s ok! Thank you and have a wonderful day ❤️
Key:(Y/N) - your name, (h/c) - hair colour, (e/c) - eye colour Translations:vode - siblings, Ret’urcye mhi - goodbye (literally: may we meet again), mirshmure’cya - brain-kiss (Basic term, is Keldabe kiss. This is the soft one as opposed to the literal headbutt term) Asked to be tagged in this disaster: @pearlll09 Word Count: remember when i said this would be 4k? Yeah. It’s 6,478 words. What. The. Fuck.
Author’s Note: this is way longer than I intended it to be but I think u deserve it since u were the only one who saw my post begging for mando requests and actually sent one hksjlfdkj tysm!! I’m so happy I got to write a Soulmate AU for him tbh. Btw, I have it in my head that Yodito would’ve given him the ability to see green, as a familial Soulmate bond, but it wouldn’t work for this if your eyes are green so I just left it out. (Also wtf is up with the Cobb/Din shit, Cobb is clearly in a dedicated relationship with the bartender Weequay. I named them Sala :D) The title is from The Teller of Tales by Gabriela Mistral.
The Mando gives you a look—one that you can’t read, obviously, but you get the idea that it’s drier than the desert you’re in.
Calican snorts, but you shoot him a glare and he shuts up. You’re only here because he’s paying well for your mechanical skills, enough that his request of an extra hand on his first bounty seemed reasonable. Finding out that he’s hunting Fennec Shand was…less than pleasing, but now that the Mando is onboard, you’re not quite so worried about the outcome. They’re supposed to be fearsome warriors, after all. And he was smart enough to figure out how to wait out Shand, which is what the three of you have been doing for hours.
“I’m just saying,” you continue, “between the armour and the gloves, it must be damn near impossible to find your Soulmate.”
He shrugs. Sort of. It’s kind of hard to tell, to be honest.
“Haven’t you heard the stories?” Calican asks, flopping back onto the sand. “Mandalorians don’t have Soulmates. They start seeing colour after their first battle; war is their only destiny.”
Din Djarin/F!Reader E 18+ MINORS DNI-Smut drabble, 800 words Warnings: bit of fingerplay/handkink if you squint, cockpit smut, helmet stays on, top!mando, unprotected p in v (recommended in my smut only), creampie, microdosing on feels, but mostly just big strong Mandalorian bending you over a console and going to town.
The first time he takes you from behind in the cockpit.
It’s not as impersonal as you expected it to be. Sex with a near-stranger,one whose face you have never seen - but there’s something about it, about him that you knew meant you were doomed from the start.
He holds the entire length of your body back against him with one hand as he undresses you with the other. You let him, standing on trembling feet while he peels away your layers as if they’re his.
