#Please, Grogu Is So Cute 😭

Little Yellow Sundress

Din Djarin x F!Reader

Summary: Reader buys a sundress in hopes if getting din’s attention…spoiler alert - It works.

Word Count: 4.5k (the longest thing i have written in a WHILE)

Warnings: SMUT 18+ ONLY! descriptive sexual content, fingering, a teeny tiny bit of cockwarming if you squint, starts out a little intimidating, but it’s literally all soft and sweet. cursing, fluff. (I hope to god that’s everything lol

A/N: Okay y’all this is my first ever like actual smut content so…please be gentle with me xD. I don’t think it’s absolutely terrible, but honestly idk. I hope you guys enjoy! Thank you to @hdlynnslibrary for reading over this for me before I posted it and encouraging me the whole way! ily Heather! <3

Living and working with someone is hard. It has all kinds of unique challenges and obstacles to tackle each and every day. Living with a Mandalorian, however, is even harder. Especially when you have been harboring feelings for said warrior since the moment you met him. At first you thought that living and working as the child’s caretaker would be impossible. The Mandalorian hardly spoke to you and when he did, it was in short clipped sentences. Never one to talk unless absolutely necessary. However, as time wore on you began to chip away at the walls he had built up around him, even if you didn’t know it. He started talking more, sharing things about his past to you, telling stories of his time growing up in the fighting corps. He even told you his name eventually, late one night as you both stared out the viewport of the razor crest. All of these things made you fall further and further in love with the man in beskar, even though you knew he’d never feel the same.

You knew your feelings for the Mandalorian were the real reason behind your most recent purchase at the market. You had been saving up the credits you had earned for the past few weeks, and when you saw the sundress at the market stall, you couldn’t resist. You tried to convince yourself that it was for you, that you just wanted to have something other than pants and a beige shirt for once. However, as you woke up the following morning and slipped the dress on, the only thing you could find yourself thinking was that you hoped Din liked it. It wasn’t anything special, just a simple fabric with tiny floral patterns on it. It has short sleeves and buttons running down the front and falls to just above your knees. By most people’s standards, it was a fairly modest dress.

But Din’s mind went to places far from modest when he saw you emerge from your bunk in the newly obtained outfit. He was looking over his guns and other gear before he went out for another bounty. He raised his head to greet you when he heard you enter the hull but all words failed him when he saw you. He had never seen you in anything but your usual attire, and that never included little dainty sundresses.

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Photos of Din Djarin laying down that my lawyer WILL be hearing about

Bonus 1: BARE WRIST

Bonus 2: BYE

The Lesson - The Dagger

Pairing: Pero Tovar x (AFAB) Reader

Warning(s): 18 +, Dom Pero, object insertion, beginnings of references to breeding kink, cum tasting, cum sharing, unprotected sex (p in v), creampie...

Summary: You never expected an intimidating lodger to teach you the ways of pleasure…

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“Amor…you are incredible.”

Your eyes searched his face as your body slowly came down from its high. Pero was staring at you with such raw devotion, you felt as if more than just your body was bare before him. "Pero?" You questioned and he was quick to capture your lips in a passionate kiss.

You moaned into his mouth and clenched around his manhood, but Pero broke the kiss with a groan that bordered on pain and you looked at him fearfully. "Wha-" You started, but he cut you off with a shake of his head.

"Demasiado pronto, amor..." He grunted and pulled out despite your whimper of protest. "I need a moment...before I can fill you again, hermosa." He panted, resting his forehead against your shoulder.

"Oh..." You couldn't help your slightly despondent tone and flinched slightly at his responding bark of laughter, but were soothed when he brushed his nose affectionately against yours.

"Do not worry, I will not leave you unsatisfied." He smirked as he got up to stand before leaning down to press his lips to yours. Turning from you to search the room, you watched him closely. Your brow furrowed when he picked your dress up from the floor and withdrew your dagger's sheath from your pocket.

"Pero?" You questioned, but it turned into a gasp and then a distressed whimper when you felt his release begin to drip out of your sex and onto the bed below. You couldn't quite explain it, but the thought of not being full of him made your heart ache.

"Mierda..." Pero grunted, turning around quickly to find your tearful eyes focused on his seed spilling from you. He watched in amazement when you sniffled and clenched your sex to try to hold it in. "Tu serás mi muerte, amor..." He groaned as he grabbed the dagger from the table and blindly slipped it into the sheath as he made his way back to you.

He was hovering over your body within seconds, his fingers catching his seed to push it gently back inside you. "There..." He soothed and you moaned at the feeling, eagerly wrapping your arms around his neck as he captured your lips again. As one of his hands cupped your cheek to wipe your tears, the other withdrew from your sex.

You whimpered into the kiss at the emptiness, but it morphed into a shocked gasp at the feel of something cold and solid pressed against your entrance.

You felt him grin into the kiss as he eased the thick item into your sex and the shock of the temperature change had you instinctually clenching to keep the item out, but Pero was insistent as he filled you.

"Pero...wha-" You started to question when you broke the kiss, but your eyes widened upon seeing the distinctive etching on the sheath of your dagger sticking out from between your legs. "Pero!"

"Trust me, amor." He urged as the hilt of the dagger completely filled you. "Let me pleasure you until I can fill you again with my seed."

You dragged your gaze from between your legs to lock on his eyes and found yourself nodding before you could even begin to think. "Hermosa..." He warned and you gasped as he withdrew the dagger slightly before pushing it into you again.

"Yes...yes, Pero..." You breathed as the metal inside you began to warm. Pero leaned down to rest his forehead against yours as he carefully pulled the dagger almost completely out of you before starting up a steady rhythm as he watched your face.

Pero kept his eyes locked on yours as he pleasured you with the hilt of the dagger. With each forward push you could hear and feel his release being forced from your body and you whined at the loss, but the praises and promises to fill you again that he whispered into your mouth would settle you. Your hips moved with the pace he'd established and you could feel his manhood stiffening on your thigh as he drank your sounds of satisfaction straight from your lips.

"Please...Pero, please...I want you..." You panted into his mouth, letting your tongue slide out to lick his bottom lip as you reached out and took him in hand. Swiping your thumb over the tip to gather his seed, you spread it down the shaft and started pumping your hand at the same pace he was using on the dagger.

"Amor..." He growled and nipped at your lips as he pulled the dagger from your sex. Bringing the dripping metal up to your mouth, he watched you intently as he licked a stripe of your combined tastes off the hilt. Letting his gaze flit from your eyes to your lips, you leaned forward and licked at the dagger. You could feel Pero's lust filled groan through his chest as he sucked more of the taste off the weapon and pulled you into a fierce kiss to share it with you.

As his tongue slid along yours, he shifted his hips and pushed inside of you. You moaned into his mouth and wrapped your legs around his waist as he thrust deep into you. Breaking the kiss to suck in a breath, you turned and licked up more from the hilt before bringing your lips to his again. Pushing the taste into his mouth, you squeezed your legs tighter around him as his hips picked up speed.

By the time the hilt of the dagger was clean, your body was trembling with your impending release. "Pero!" You gasped as a particularly hard thrust pushed you over the edge and your entire body locked up as colors burst in front of your eyes.

Pero tossed the dagger onto the bed as your sex clenched around him. Gripping hard onto your hips, he thrust twice more before spilling deep inside you. You moaned as his hot seed coated your walls and he let his head rest on your bosom.

You both panted as your bodies slowly calmed and you lifted a shaking hand to brush his hair off his forehead. "Te amo...amor..." He murmured against your skin, slowly maneuvering your bodies so you could both fit comfortably on the bed and he could remain inside you.

"Te amo, Pero..." You whispered back as you rested your head on his chest and fell fast asleep.

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A/N: This was…not what I expected! But I hope it’s good all the same!! As always, comments and feedback are love!! (@kiwi-the-first I’m TOTALLY looking forward to your review!) If you have an idea, please send it in!! ALSO, if you guys want this one to continue, please send in some ideas!!

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warmth of you

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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Title: Din’s Fantasies Rating: NC-17 Word Count: ~4k Tags: @hdlynn @princessbatears @oloreaa @phoenixhalliwell @dornish-queen  (@corrupt-fvcker because you wanted to get tf dicked down and @alldatalost maybe??? 👀) Warnings: Din Djarin is Shy at first, sex, bondage, oral sex, spitting, cum eating/cum kink, titty fucking, breeding fetish, Big Meat Mando™️, Din talks a lot during sex, a hint of size kink, touch-starved Din, Din Djarin wins the gold medal in the Galactic Pussy Eating Olympics, overstimulation, PIV sex, cream pie (if you are so inclined), face-sitting, pussy worship, squirting, being inconsiderate of ones’ neighbors, and I think that’s it. I might have missed a few things but uh…gestures at list of warnings Notes: I felt bad about Din not getting to rearrange Reader’s insides. So, I wrote this shameless self-indulgent smutfest today because I am Shameless and Depraved and the thought of having every one of my internal organs permanently displaced by Din Djarin’s Big Mando Meat makes my brain no work. (Will be working on responses next. Tonight, I only have the spoons for smut.) Heather, this is dedicated to you, my angle. ;___; Pls, forgive me. If you’d like to be tagged in any future depravity, please let me know! ❤️❤️❤️ For more filth: 📚 My Master List 📚

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"warmth of you"

The full version is nsfw ↓, pls click for HQ if you're viewing from app ♡

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

Baby Yoda sipping Soda ✨

Hey bby! Congrats on the milestone!! Your work always makes me 🥺 (btw reading your boba fic is my origin story of how I am now a boba bucket fucker, so yeah thanks for the curse) and you deserve thousands more!

If you are free and inspired, how's NSFW prompt 32 for Din? Where din tells that to the reader heheeee luv ya~

VAL you’re gonna make me cry ily bb 🥺 💕 I’m getting younger Din vibes from this. Think Din before season 1 when he was working with Ran, Xi’an, and Qin. I hope you like it!

Rating: Explicit 18+

NSFW Prompt: “I don’t care if it takes all night, you will submit.”

Pairing: Din Djarin x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: cockwarming, public sex, lap-sitting, breeding kink, creampie

The crew doesn’t know what to make of the Mandalorian.

He isn’t as deranged as the twins, which is a bonus; but he’s quiet, withdrawn, and seems to be a constant state of annoyance. For kriff’s sake, no one even knows his name. Everyone just calls him Mando.

While aloof, no one can deny he is a damn good bounty hunter. Ruthless and intentional, he works hard and that’s something that Ran appreciates. Hard work means more jobs, and more jobs means more credits. Mando gets the job done and only causes a fuss if someone else starts it, or if someone goes after you.

So when you sit in his lap after another successful mission, no one thinks much of it.

The cantina is surprisingly packed given the small population of the planet. Xi’an manages to find a naive local for the night, while the rest of you secure the last available booth. Sliding in, your skirts hike up in the Mandalorian’s lap as Ran and Qin start a game of Sabacc.

Mando rests one of his hands on your waist while the other runs along your exposed thigh. He is stoic, and if it weren’t for his wandering hands, you would think he fell asleep. His touch is torture — gloved fingertips dancing in lazy steps against your flesh. Up and down, back and forth, moving everywhere except where you want him.

You dare to grind your hips in a tiny circle against his cock. It’s the barest of movements, as much as you dare with Ran and Qin so close, but enough for Mando to respond by rocking his own against you.

Thankfully, the dim lights conceal your burning face and squirming body from the others. One look in your direction and they would know exactly what you and Mando are up to.

“Cheater!” Qin’s hand slams down on the table, making the sticky table rattle as Ran collects his winnings. Your pussy clenches from the sound, causing Mando to hiss a sharp breath, one that can almost pass as a moan.

If they heard, they did’t acknowledge it. Mando uses their obliviousness to his benefit. He rocks hips once more as Qin shuffles the cards for a rematch. Trying to play off your sigh as a yawn, you turn to bury your head in the cowl around his neck.

“Seven hells, Mando,” You whine, loud enough for only him to hear.

“Quiet.” He pinches your waist as a warning. He knows what he’s doing, keeping you sat on his cock and seeing how long you can last before you’re whining.

The hand on your thigh finally slinks towards your center until his thumb anchors itself to your clit, rubbing circles as you squirm against his thighs. You can feel him throbbing, the blunt head of his cock pushing against your walls. He has to feel your neediness, he has to. The sparking arousal is making your juices leak down and dampen his pants, you can feel the damp material scratching you.

One look from Qin or Ran and it’s all over…

He keeps rutting into you, picking up speed as the local band starts on another ballad. Their instruments drown out the loud chatter, and Mando uses it to his advantage. Dipping his head down, he presses the cold metal of his helmet to your cheek. Nothing odd or suspicious. No one is paying attention and even if they did, it would look like Mando is leaning in close to tell you something.

“The second we land in Alzoc, I’m renting the first room I find…”

His thumb moves faster against your clit as you squeeze him tight in a feeble attempt to stop his words, but he continues on without a break in his voice.

“I don’t care if it takes all night, you will submit.”

He continues on, hips moving against you so you feel every inch and ridge of his stiff cock. Praying the others can’t see the shudder running through you, you bite down on his cowl.

“I’m going to tie you to the bed and make you come over and over. Really make your pussy flutter.”

The growing pleasure makes your back tighten in anticipation. You’re so close, the edges of your mind start to burn as your sensibility turns to ash.

“I’ll fill you up so well you’ll be leaking for days. We’ll need to ask for a change of sheets.”

He makes you hopeless. You can’t keep the moans at bay any longer — they come out, muffled by his cowl and the music, but still strong enough for the skin on his neck to vibrate. You want to on Azloc, Nevarro, his ship, anywhere but here. Just somewhere far away so you can scream.

“You like that? You want me to fill you up? Claim that sweet little pussy as mine?”

Everything under his touch burns from impending bliss. He knows you too well considering how little you know about him. It’s as if he was born with the knowledge of how to make you feel this good.

“We’re not leaving that room until you’re fucking ruined. Cock dumb and full.”

Through the rush of his words and the heavy beats of the band, you start falling into disarray.

“You’re fucking mine, right? All mine. My fucked out beauty.”

You become liquid light.

Your orgasm rushes in tidal waves, setting your nerves off like tiny fireworks, as you tremble in his grip. You milk his cock, squeezing hard until he shudders from his own release.

You give him a final clench before pulling your head from the crook of his shoulder. Your eyes adjust to the bleary sight in front of you. Ran and Qin have their heads buried behind their cards, oblivious as Mando’s cum starts to leak out.

Exhaustion quickly weighs down on your bones, making you slump down against Mando’s large chest. His death grip on your waist loosens, but remains in place as he shuffles underneath your tired body.

Neither of you had really thought of what to do afterwards. He can’t exactly pull out and lift you off his lap without exposing the awful mess you two made, and eventually you’ll need to move.

But with you dozing off against him and Ran and Qin not interested in leaving any time soon, he settles back in his spot, relaxing just enough to enjoy your body pressed against him. He’ll figure it out later. He always does.

~lounging~ Sketch as done as its likely gonna be? Idk I have too many things going on lol

THE MANDALORIAN: SEASON 2 ↳  MING NA WEN  as  FENNEC SHAND