The Bod

The bod

thank you for reading 😭 part two has been posted here: sanguine

maroon | din djarin

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pairing: din djarin x f!reader

warnings: all the fluff, soft!din but then i said sike… angst, mentions of death and violence, also mentions of… sexual encounters?

a/n: lowkey wanna make into a series, but idk if someone has done this. if so, i do apologize. 

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“You best learn how to weave, girl. A husband wouldn’t be caught dead wearing tattered clothing, let alone a Mandalorian riduur.”

“You must wear much more layered clothing. A Mandalorian riduur wants a respectable woman at his side.”

“Learn these recipes and maybe you’ll find yourself a Mandalorian riduur.”

You’ve grown tired of hearing this every day, but you sit back and simply nod. Mandalore may have not been your birth planet, but they took care of you after your father and brother both fell valiantly in battle. You were on your own after that. Your mother was not a Mandalorian, she was originally from Naboo. When your father was called back to Mandalore to assist in the ceremonial trials, your mother decided it was time she left. She said she was promised a tranquil life with the clan of four on Naboo, but the creed had to be followed. You have not heard from her since you were 7 years old.

Now as you’ve come to an age of maturity, you were being trained to… be a wife? 

You sat back and obeyed the elders wishes, but you knew that their rants were not true - not in the slightest. Your father never depended on your mother to do anything for him. Because of that, he taught you how to defend yourself and be independent. Although your father was devoted to The Way, he did not want you to swear the creed. Not because you were incapable, but because he did not want you to go through life with the restrictions that the creed entails. Even if you wanted to rebel against your loving father’s wishes, you were not able to be properly trained nor swear the creed at such a late age. So, you were content with being a member of the Mandalorian culture as a civilian.

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HI BOO! I JUST READ TWO OF YOUR DIN FICS AND I AM IN ABSOLUTE LOVE WITH THEM OMG 💛💛💛 I’m just wondering, would you consider doing a part 3 where Din introduces Y/N to Grogu please??? 💛💛💛💛🥺🥺🥺🥺 I really want to see the clan of three together

your mind >>>>

i would LOVE to write part 3! I’ll write until i run out of shades of red 😂

I will be sure to tag you, if you’d like!

am i okay? no, but i’m not going to admit it either.

Ni Ceta Par Gar (I Kneel For You)

summary: When Mando needs emotional release, you seek to fulfill your pining by offering something neither one of you can resist—something that could change everything.

pairing: din djarin (the mandalorian) x gn!reader

warnings: non-descriptive sexual content (incl. knees going to work, grabbing, a little rough but loving), angst, hurt/comfort, fluff

rating: NC-17

word count: 3.969k

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thank you sm 🥺❤️ i appreciate your read and comment so much!

sanguine | din djarin

pairing: din djarin x f!reader

warnings: mentions of violence, angst, yodito’s name spoiler, face reveal, sexual references but aren’t toooo explicit

a/n: this is part two for maroon. 

i made up a planet because i couldn’t find a planet that wouldn’t be obvious to hiding Mandalorians, ya know? I’ve never written smut before and as much as I wanted to include it, I’d just ruin it BUT I’m learning lol. also, happy new year to everyone! I hope this year brings you joy, health, and happiness. please enjoy and let me know what you think!

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No matter how long it has been, you are always thrown back to the day you lost everything. Your necklace is a constant reminder of the death of you. No matter if you’re at the market buying the supplies you’re running dangerously low on or if you’re in the midst of stitching up a laceration - your hand always finds its way around the symbol of pain.

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IM SOOOOFTTTT 😭 not missy harassing marcus to ask reader out my heart 😭 the goofy smiles. i looove.

What took you so long?

Pairing- Marcus Moreno x Fem!reader (she/her pronouns)

Summary- You’ve been dancing around your feelings for Marcus for far too long, so long that Missy decides it’s time to do something about it.

Warnings- None

Word count- 3,100-ish

A/N- This was actually the first Marcus Moreno piece I started working on, but I struggled with it so I took a break to write the other one before coming back to it.

Of course another huge thank you to @chibi-liz05 for her help with this one!

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The last thing you were expecting on a random Thursday afternoon after a particularly rough shift at work is a call from Marcus asking if you can pick Missy up from school. You agree, hoping he doesn’t pick up on the exhaustion in your voice, the same exhaustion you hear mirrored back to you through the phone receiver when he speaks.

You’ve lived opposite the Moreno’s for a little more than a year now. You had known right from the first day you moved in, when they had shown up on your doorstep with a home-baked pie and introduced themselves, that you were going to like them. What you hadn’t known then was that they would end up playing such a big part in your life… or how your feelings for Marcus would develop.

Things had changed a lot since that first day. Marcus had become one of your closest friends and then of course, you’d had to go and develop feelings for him. You couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment you realized that your feelings for him had started to extend into more than just friendship. It’d snuck up on you until one day you found yourself falling for him and you’d fallen hard.

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