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All I could ever ask for - Din Djarin

Request: no Pairing:  Din Djarin x reader Summary:  Din has something to discuss with you now that you’re married. Warnings: none Word count:  1.2K A/N: life’s a fuckin dark pit but thank god we have fanfics. this is set before chapter 14 (because I want to ignore that tragedy) I know there’s already like a million fics with almost the same prompt, I just needed this. enjoy reading! 

You’re sitting in the cockpit of the Razor Crest, looking at the stars and occasionally glancing over at the radars. There were still a lot of people looking for the kid. There were even more people looking for you and Din. You did not make a lot of friends, given that you’re both bounty hunters.

But you’ve made it to a fairly peaceful region of space, and you’re enjoying the quiet while you can. Din went to put the kid to sleep, leaving you in the cockpit. You’re sitting in his chair, something he wouldn’t allow anyone but himself or you. You can hear your husband softly talking to the kid downstairs, and a smile appears on your lips.

Only a few days ago, you got married. It was a bit hasty and happened very quickly and quietly, with no one around except for Cara and Greef Karga. Cara had told you she would personally skin you alive if you married Din without her being present. You chuckle at the memory of it.

Behind you, you hear noises and seconds later the door slides open and Din sits down in one of the chairs behind you. You look over your shoulder and smile at him. Though you can’t see it through the Beskar helmet, he smiles back at you.

‘Kid’s finally asleep.’ he says. ‘I don’t know how you do it, but he falls way quicker asleep when you’re the one tucking him in.’  ‘You just have to tell him stories, that’s really all I do.’ you say, looking at the radars again.

‘That’s what I did.’ says Din.  ‘Well maybe he prefers my stories over yours.’ you say teasingly and Din laughs softly. The two of you sit in comfortable silence for a while. You feel yourself slowly growing more and more tired, but you moments like this with Din are rare, so you force yourself to stay awake. Eventually, it’s Din who speaks first.

‘Cyar'ika?’ he says and you smile at the nickname. You turn around so you can face him, and gesture for him to continue. ‘There’s something I want to discuss with you.’ he says. 

You narrow your eyes slightly. There’s something off about him, almost as if he seems nervous. You know Din, he’s this Beskar-wearing bounty hunter, not scared of anything, constantly finding himself in dangerous situations. And yet, you notice the way his helmet is tilted slightly downwards, and he’s playing with his fingers as if he’s anxious.

‘Are you okay?’ you ask him, making him look up at you. ‘What?’ he says. ‘Oh, yeah, I’m fine.’ ‘You seem nervous.’ you say. ‘Talk to me.’

Din is quiet for a while as he thinks of the words he wants to say. You’re patiently waiting for him. He never acts like this, so it must be serious and hard for him to talk about. The last thing you want to do is force him to say anything about something he’s not ready to talk about yet. 

‘Now that we’re married..’ he says, trailing off. You look at him and silently encourage him to say whatever it is he wants to say. He lifts his helmet and you know he’s looking at you. ‘I can take off my helmet in front of you.’ he says.

‘Oh.’ you say, feeling relieved. ‘I know.’

Din’s helmet tilts a bit, and you imagine a confused expression on his face. ‘You do?’ he says. You nod and lean back in your chair.

‘Yes.’ you say. ‘I know more about Mandalorians than you think. I researched all sorts of things when we got together.’ 

Din looks at you and his heart fills with warmth upon hearing those words. You researched Mandalorian things for him?

‘I know you can take your helmet off in front of family. And that includes foundlings and partners you’re married to. So that means you can take it off in front of the kid and me, if you’d choose to do so.’ you say, and you turn back to look at the stars.

Din’s quiet behind you, and you know he’s processing what you just said. If you knew he would be able to take off his helmet in front of you without breaking the Creed, why hadn’t you said anything about it?

He looks at you and you’re still looking at the stars. You’re leaning back in your chair, and the light coming from the control panels illuminates on your face. 

‘Cyar'ika?’ he says again.  ‘Hmm?’ you hum without turning around, indicating you’re listening to him. ‘If you knew about all of that, why didn’t you ask me to take off my helmet?’ he asks. 

This time, you’re the one who’s confused. You thought it was rather obvious. You turn around to look at Din. ‘Well, it’s not up to me to decide when you take off your helmet.’ you say. 

Din looks at you and his heart fills itself with warmth yet again.  ‘How many people that are alive today have seen your face?’ you say. ‘Zero.’ says Din. ‘Exactly.’ you say. ‘It’s a huge deal for you, I understand. I never expected you to take your helmet off right after we got married. The decision is entirely up to you, I’m not going anywhere, so you can take all the time you need.’

You smile at him once more before turning back to look at the stars. After a while, you hear a faint click followed by a hiss of air. You look at the control panels, to see if something broke. 

‘Huh, that’s weird.’ you mumble. ‘Looks like nothing is broken.’ ‘Y/N.’ says Din behind you. 

You freeze and your eyes widen. His voice isn’t modulated. The sound you heard was him taking off his helmet. You immediately shut your eyes.

‘Din.’ you say somewhat breathlessly. ‘Did you just take off your helmet?’ ‘Yes.’ says Din. ‘Are you sure? I mean, it’s a huge step and I literally just told you can take all the time you need, I don’t need to-’

You stop talking when you feel how Din turns your chair, making you face him. Still, you keep your eyes shut. 

‘Open your eyes, cyar'ika.’ he says softly.  ‘Are you sure? Like, absolutely sure?’ you say. 

As a response, you feel one hand cupping your cheek, and a pair of lips on your forehead. ‘I trust you.’ he says. ‘And I’m ready.’

You take a deep breath before you peel your eyes open. The man in front of you seems a bit nervous, but determined. A tiny smile forms on his lips. Your lips part and a surprised expression appears your face. Din immediately looks worried.

‘What is it?’ he says. Instead of answering him, you put both of your hands on the side of his face and basically smash your lips against his. Din is taken back at first, but soon melts into your touch. 

When you finally pull away, you keep your face close to his, noses almost touching as you look into his eyes. ‘Din.’ you say softly. ‘You’re beautiful.’ You see how Din’s cheeks heat up and he smiles at you.

‘I was worried you might not like what you see.’ he admits.  ‘Oh, Din, I fell in love with a Mandalorian wearing a full set of Beskar armour. This-’ you kiss the tip of his nose ‘-is just an added bonus. And I love it. I love you.’ 

‘I love you too.’ says Din. ‘Thank you for making me feel safe. You’re all I could ever ask for.’ 

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Staying up for Harry

summary: Harry is working till late at night so you decide to stay up for him but you fall asleep in the meantime.

pairings: harry styles x reader

warnings: fluff

word count: 596 a/n: sooo this is my first little imagine. I really hope you guys like it! to be honest at first i didn’t really know anything to write about but my friend @carliehansonwya​ came up with this idea! thankyou again :) 

also also! requests are open if you want to leave one!

It was 11 pm and you went to bed to get comfortable and watch a movie on your laptop. Harry was in the studio and he texted you he would get home later than usual. It saddened you because you both were busy this whole week and this evening would be the only night you could have dinner together, do fun things like playing board games. But you were determined to stay up to see him for maybe just a few minutes.

You decided to watch Harry Potter again. You adored the movies and you really wanted Harry to watch them with you but to this day on he wasn’t convinced. Also because he didn’t like you drooling over Draco Malfoy when he would be sitting right next to you.

In the middle of the film, you went downstairs to make yourself some popcorn and to put on your glasses because your head was beginning to hurt. In the meantime, it was already 12 am and there was still no sight of Harry. He also texted you again that he would be home soon.

Not long after getting comfortable in your bed again, u drifted off to sleep. Your laptop was laying on ur stomach and the bowl with popcorn was half full and stood next to you in the middle of the double-sized bed. Your glasses were half on and any normal person wouldn’t call this comfortable at all.

Also not long after you fell asleep Harry came home. He closed the front door silently not knowing if you were sleeping already. He dropped his shoes in the hall where he also hung up his coat. The house still smelled a bit after the freshly popped popcorn and it made him feel guilty for not being home early. He wanted to watch movies and eat popcorn with you. Having you crawled up in his arms under a blanket and sometimes giving you a small kiss on your head was the best feeling ever according to Harry.

He quietly went up the stairs and went into the bathroom to change so he wouldn’t wake you up. Once done he carefully opened the bedroom door and saw you sleeping, still with your laptop on your stomach and everything. He found it the most adorable sight ever but he didn’t want you laying like this all night.

As gently as he could he removed your laptop and put it on your nightstand, the same goes with the bowl of popcorn. As last he removed the glasses from ur face and put it on top of your now closed laptop. Harry was relieved any of it didn’t wake you up. Even though he really wanted to give you a kiss and say hello to his loved one he also wanted you to have your deserved sleep.

When Harry got into the bed himself you slightly woke up by the movement next to you. You opened your eyes and saw Harry adjusting himself in the bed to get comfortable. When he saw you were awake he instantly felt sorry for waking you up but you told him it was alright. The next thing you felt was Harry’s big arms around you and you instantly felt safe.

“I missed you,” you said softly while looking into his eyes.

“I missed you too darling.” Harry’s hand stroke your cheek and you felt his lips on your forehead. “Now go to sleep, love, I can see you’re tired.”

And with those last words of Harry you drifted off to sleep again, but now safe in his arms.

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General - Poe Dameron

Request: nope Pairing: Poe Dameron x wife!reader Summary: a general arrives at the rebel base, along with new recruits. Finn is taking a liking to the general, until he finds out exactly who it is. Warnings: none Word count: 1.2K A/N: I’ve recently watched all of the star wars movies (finally) and I am totally in love with them. I’m also in love with poe, so here’s a little something! please keep in mind that I don’t have a lot of star wars knowledge, so I’m sorry if there are any (obvious) mistakes in it. enjoy reading! :)

Poe wipes his dirty hands on a towel and steps back to take a look at his work. His X-wing was in need of a wash, but now it’s back to the clean, shiny state it was in a couple of weeks ago. Ready for the next mission. He looks down at his little white and orange droid.

‘What do you think, buddy?’ he says and BB-8 beeps happily, earning a chuckle from Poe. ‘Yeah, it looks good.’ he says. ‘Should we go get Chewie, show him what a clean ship looks like? He might get some inspiration out of it for the Falcon.’ BB-8 beeps nervously and Poe chuckles again. ‘Yeah, maybe you’re right. I wouldn’t want to piss off a Wookiee.’ says Poe.

Just as he bends down to clean up the pile of materials he used to clean the X-wing, Poe hears footsteps come closer and looks up to see Finn walking toward him, a smile on his face.

‘Hey, what’s up?’ says Poe. ‘Came to see my shining, and very clean X-wing?’

‘The new recruits are here.’ says Finn, clearly not interested in the X-wing. Poe frowns as he looks at him. ‘Already? Thought they weren’t supposed to be here ‘til tomorrow?’ says Poe.

Finn shrugs. ‘Guess the general found a shortcut.’ he says. ‘Want to come and meet them?’ ‘Of course, and scare them a little of course.’ says Poe. Finn shoots him a “are you sure about that?” look and Poe raises his hands defensively. ‘Kidding. I know Leia doesn’t like it when I do that. I’m always just messing with her when I do that. And with the recruits, of course.’ says Poe. ‘Lead the way.’

As Finn takes Poe to the Medbay, where the new recruits are getting a standard check-up, he fills him in.

‘There’s so many more than we thought there would be. The ship landed and those doors opened and people started coming out of it and they’re fighters, Poe, really useful. We might actually win this war now.’

Finn is super excited and Poe just listens to him go on, also curious to see the new recruits, and if they really are as good as Finn says they are.

‘The one that recruited them all, the general, she’s really got a talent of picking the good ones. And her ship, oh, you have to see her ship. She’s nicknamed it the Destroyer because of how many tie fighters she’s taken out. How cool is that? Owning a ship that is literally called the Destroyer. And she’s-’ ‘did you say destroyer?’ says Poe, interrupting him. 

‘Yea, and it’s one hell of a ship.’ says Finn.  ‘Never mind the ship, who’s the one who recruited the new ones? The general, do you know her name?’ says Poe, as they turn a corner and enter the Medical wing.

‘Only a nickname, not her real name, she was in and out. Introducing herself quickly and then moving on to talk to Leia about the information and recruits she gathered. She introduced herself as Y/N/N, says her full name is-.’ ‘too formal.’ says poe, finishing his sentence for him. ‘How’d you know that?’ says Finn.  A smile breaks onto Poe’s face. ‘Where is she?’ he asks, ignoring Finn’s question.

‘Last I saw her she was talking to Leia in the corner of the Medbay.’ says Finn. Without another word, Poe takes off, running toward the Medbay, closely followed by Finn.

‘Hey!’ says Finn. ‘Slow down! What’s going on?’

Poe ignores him as he speeds through the doors of the Medbay. He quickly scans the room, his eyes going over the faces of everyone who’s there. His eyes land on Leia, but he’s more interested in the woman that’s standing in front of Leia, her back to him.

He starts walking up to the two women, shouting your name as soon as he’s within hearing range.

‘Y/N!’ he says, and upon hearing your name, your head shoots up, looking for the source of the voice. You see Poe and your face lights up. 

‘Go.’ says Leia softly and she gives you a little push. You smile and nod at her before turning around and making your way towards Poe. He’s running towards you and brace yourself just in time before he crashes into you, holding you tightly. 

While you stand there, holding him, giggling happily and pressing kiss after kiss to the top of his head, Finn has caught up and walked over to Leia. 

‘Who’s that?’ he asks. ‘That’s the general that got us all the new recruits right?’ ‘That’s her.’ says Leia as she looks at you and Poe. ‘I didn’t know they knew each other.’ says Finn, also looking at the two of you. ‘Of course they do!’ says Leia. ‘That’s general Y/N Dameron.’ 

Finn’s eyes widen and he looks at the two of you. ‘Dameron?’  ‘Surely Poe has told you all about his wife?’ says Leia, as she turns to face Finn. ‘He can barely shut up about her.’  ‘Well, yes, he told me about her.’ says Finn. ‘But I just thought he was messing with me. From the stories he told me, she sounds amazing. Didn’t think Poe could pull someone like that.’ 

Leia laughs and pats Finn’s shoulder. ‘Trust me, everything he’s told you about her is true. She’s a good fighter, smart, and a heart of gold.’ says Leia. 

Meanwhile you and Poe have finally let go of each other and he smiles at you. ‘I missed you so much, sweetheart.’ he says and you smile and lean in to kiss him.

‘Missed you too.’ you say. ‘But don’t worry, I don’t have to leave soon. I can stick around for a while. Spend some time with you.’

Poe’s smile widens at your words. ‘Finally.’ he says. ‘You’ve been away for way too long. Come on, let me introduce you to Finn.’

He takes your hand in his and walks over to Leia and Finn. He smiles at Leia and turns to Finn.

‘Finn.’ he says. ‘This is Y/N Dameron, my wife.’ You hold out your hand for Finn to shake. ‘I've heard so many good things about you.’ you say. ‘It’s so good to finally meet you.’ ‘It’s nice to meet you too.’ says Finn as he shakes your hand. ‘Poe’s told us a lot about you.’

You eye your husband, knowing the kinds of stories he can tell. ‘Only the good things, I hope.’ you say. ‘Too good, actually.’ says Leia. ‘Finn thought Poe was messing with him, and that you didn’t exist.’ 

‘Yea, but, I mean the stories he told are amazing.’ says Finn quickly, defending himself. ‘And he messes with all of us, I figured I’d play along in case he was messing with me again.’

You chuckle. ‘Well, I promise you I’m not half as amazing as all of the stories he tells. Most of the times he adds a lot of drama to them.’ you say. ‘Not to all of them.’ says Poe. ‘Want to grab a drink so you can tell us all about those new recruits?’ ‘Sure!’ you say. ‘Are you in?’ you say, turning to Finn. ‘I’d love to.’ says Finn.

You, Poe and Finn say your goodbyes to Leia and make your way to the dining hall. Finn is already asking you questions about the stories Poe had told him, but you don’t mind. Judging from the stories he told you about Finn, you were excited to meet him, and you look forward to getting to know him as much as he’s looking forward to get to know you.

A/N: If you want to request something, make sure to read my house rules Here’s the list of characters I write for. Everything that I have written can be found on my masterlist. Please don’t repost my work, as I spend much time and effort on it!! Thank you for reading! Much love, Jo

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Not if it’s you - Din Djarin

Request: no Pairing:  Din Djarin x reader Summary:  After months of traveling the galaxy with each other, Din tells you he needs to continue his quest alone. You don’t know what caused the sudden change of heart and you’re hurt, but leave nonetheless. But after being around him for so long, you’ve forgotten what it’s like to be on your own. Warnings: angst, language, slight season 2 spoilers Word count:  4.2K 😳 A/N: Based on a text post I found and a video I saw on instagram. Italics are flashbacks. Enjoy reading! :)

You’re miserable. And cold. And lonely. You’re not used to it. Well, you’ve been miserable and cold before, but it’s been months since the last time you’ve felt lonely. You almost forgot what it felt like. 

Up until a few days ago, you weren’t miserable and cold at all. And certainly not lonely. You were aboard the Razor Crest, accompanying a certain Mandalorian on a quest. It came out of nowhere to you, you thought everything was well between you. More than just well, actually. Perhaps you were wrong.

‘Say that again.’ you say, trying to keep your voice from breaking. You can’t see his face, but his helmet lowers. He can’t even look at you. ‘You need to leave.’ says Din.

‘I’ve been here for months. Trying to help you on this quest of yours. Delivering the kid to the Jedi. I’ve helped you on your path to find other Mandalorians. I thought we’d stick together no matter what.’ you say. 

Though it feels broken, your heart is still beating rapidly. You can feel it in your throat while you fight the tears. It feels as if an invisible hand is slowly closing around your throat, making it hard to breathe. 

‘You need to leave.’ says Din. ‘Please.’

The invisible hand disappears, and a new emotion takes over: anger. He had the audacity to tell you to leave. After everything you’ve been through. You’ve travelled the galaxy with him, taken care of him when he got in a fight, offered to take care of the kid so he could rest, made sure he ate. You did everything for him.

But that’s not what makes you so angry. It’s the fact he can throw it in the garbage like that. You care about him. Maybe more than you’ve ever cared about anyone. You have to admit it’s scary, but you’re willing to reach out and grasp the feeling with both of your hands. Worst of all, you thought he felt the same.

All those hours you spent talking about your cultures, people and home planet. All those hours you spent getting to know each other, letting each other in your hearts. Apparently it meant nothing to him.

‘Why?’ you say, anger slowly rising in your voice. Din sighs deeply. ‘Please, just leave.’ he says. 

‘Why?’ you repeat. ‘I need to be on my own.’ he says. ‘There’s a planet nearby where I can land. There’s a city where you can-’

‘So that’s it?’ you say, getting angrier. It’s getting harder and harder to hold back the tears. ‘You’re just going to kick me off the Razor Crest? You’re just going to abandon me on the nearest habitable planet?’

‘I’m not abandoning you.’ says Din. ‘Of course not!’ you say loudly. ‘I’ve just served your purpose and now you don’t need me anymore! Now that I’ve done what you needed me to do, you’re just going to shove me away!’

It startles Din how angry you are, how loud your voice is. He’s seen you get angry before. He’s heard you shout before. But you’ve never been angry before. Sure, you could get annoyed by him, but it never turned into anger. And you’ve never shouted at him before. It hurts, but it’s for the best.

‘It’s for the best, Y/N. Please believe me.’ he says.  ‘For the best, my ass! You’re fucking pathetic, Din!’ you yell at him. ‘This is why you’re always alone. You just push people away when they’ve pleased you. The only reason the kid stays with you is because he doesn’t know any better, but I bet you he’d leave you if he could!’

Behind his helmet, tears form in Din’s eyes. The feeling’s strange to him, as it doesn’t happen often. He’s standing there, helplessly, tears in his eyes. He looks at you. You’ve always had to look up to him, because he’s taller. Your hands are fists and your face is red and tears stream down your cheeks. Before he can say anything, you’ve pushed past him. 

He turns around and his heart sinks as he sees you randomly grabbing your stuff and shoving it in your bag with such force you might rip it. He’s silent as he watches you collect your stuff. Without a word you march to the back of the ship, opening the door. 

Sunshine fills the ship, illuminating your figure as you stop. Din looks up, thinking you could change your mind. But you turn around and he’s shocked. The anger is gone. But the look in your eyes is colder than the Beskar steel hugging his body. 

‘I don’t even want to be here anymore.’ you say before walking off, leaving the Razor Crest and a heartbroken Mandalorian behind.

Din wanted you to leave. He needed you to be gone. You’ve done as he asked. He should be relieved. But he’s not. He sniffles as the tears finally roll down his cheeks, down his neck and into the collar of his shirt. You’re gone. Just like he asked you to. He broke your heart and his along with it.

You sigh and let your head rest against the rock you’re sitting in front of. It had been days since Din asked you to leave. You still didn’t know why he wanted you to leave. You’ve spend many hours thinking about it, but you can’t find the reason why.

Din was the only person to truly know you. You had told him many stories of your home and your childhood, along with your greatest fears and deepest desires. And in return, he had told you his. You felt like you were meant to last forever. Maybe the feeling was never mutual. 

You hug your arms tighter around your torso. Desert planets were unbearable during the day but just as much during the night. Your coat is thin, and your fingers are red due to the cold. 

You’d been on the planet once before, briefly. Din needed to get some information and because you were tired, and hadn’t slept in nearly three days, you decided to stay on the Razor Crest. Every now and then you woke up when you heard the sound of droids outside the ship, or the woman who owned the place. 

Peli was a wonderful woman, and you got along really well during your first time the planet. Maybe she could tell you where you could get a ship so you could get out of here. If you could only reach the city. It’d be a journey of three days. Two if you’d be fast. But you were almost out of water and food. You’d probably collapse before you’d reach the city. 

Your mind wanders off to Din again. Where would he be right now? Could you track him and catch up with him if you had a ship, or would he be long gone? What if you never met again, and he forgot about you?

You certainly wouldn’t forget about him. You cared too much about him to just let him go. Maybe you even loved him. Maybe you’d loved him for a while now, but you were just too scared to admit it. To him, and to yourself. 

Whatever the feeling was, it was making you miserable. Because you hated being away from him, and because you had no idea where he was, and if he would miss you as well. 

Suddenly, the loneliness fades and you get up, determined. If you had to, you’d crawl to the city on your hands and knees. You’d go to the city, find Peli, ask her if she had a ship for you or knew someone who could sell you one, and you’d track Din’s stubborn ass, and tell him you weren’t going anywhere. 

Rubbing your hands together to try to warm them, you begin your journey to the city. It’s still cold, but your determination makes it less horrible, and your walking pace speeds up as you think of Din somewhere far away on his ship, with the kid in his lap. 

The journey ended up being two days. When you first saw the city, you thought you were hallucinating due to the lack of water and food. But as you kept walking, the city appeared closer and closer, until you walked through the gates, onto the busy street. 

There’s a market and you buy some food at the first stand you see. The next stand over has water, and you gladly buy some. You ask the seller where to find Peli, and he points to the end of the street. You thank him and hurry towards it. 

You’re impatiently knocking on her door, waiting until it finally opens. Peli is frowning but the frown quickly disappears when she recognises her visitor. 

‘Y/N!’ she says happily but also a bit surprised. She looks behind you but when she catches your eye you shake your head.

‘You don’t have to look for him. Mando’s not here.’ you say.  ‘Shame. Was hoping he’d have that green little cutie with him.’ says Peli. ‘It’s just me today.’ you say. ‘Well you look like you’ve been through hell and back, come in.’ says Peli and she steps aside to let you in.

‘What do you need?’ she says as soon as you’ve followed her into her workspace. Her droids are running around, making little chittering noises. 

‘I was hoping you’d have a ship you’re selling?’ you ask hopefully. You know it’s a long shot, but it was worth trying.  ‘A ship?’ she says. ‘Technically not.’

This time, it’s your turn to frown. ‘What do you mean “technically not”?’ you say. ‘Well I have one fuelled up and ready to go, but it’s not mine.’ she says. ‘I was supposed to deliver it to this crappy looking kid, but he never showed up. Didn’t even pay me, and some of those parts were expensive.’ 

‘So you have a ship that’s ready to take off?’ you say.  ‘Yep.’ she says. ‘Why do you need it though? Thought you were still with Mando on that piece of trash he calls a ship.’ 

‘So did I.’ you mutter. ‘We got, um, separated. I need a ship so I can track him down.’ ‘You know what, I like you. I like your Mandalorian and that kid of his as well. You can have that ship if you’re willing to pay a little more than the original prize.’ says Peli. 

‘He’s not really my Mandalorian, you know.’ you say and Peli raises your eyebrows. ‘So, how much credits do you want?’ you say hastily. 

Less than ten minutes later, you’re on the ship. It’s tiny but, as Peli described it, a whole lot better and much cleaner than the Razor Crest. You’re headed to the last known location of Din, hoping to find someone who has information on where he is. It wouldn’t be likely, though. But you are determined to find him. He wouldn’t get rid you that easily again. 

But the searching is slow. You could only expect Din to cover his tracks, as he had taught you to do the same. Only a few people had seen him around or talked to him. It took you months to get your first solid lead. You’d run into a man called Cobb Vanth, who had met Din some time ago. He was eager to help you find him. With Cobb’s help, you figured out where Din would be headed for next. When you took off, leaving the planet and Cobb behind you, you felt like you actually had a chance to see Din again.

Still, after Cobb’s lead, it took you a while to get to the planet he’d told you about. You’re afraid Din’s already left when you finally land on the planet near one of the bigger cities. You spend all day asking around if anyone had seen him. When the days comes to an end, you’re in a bar. Sipping on your drink, you’re wondering what to do next, when you catch a few words from some people sitting at the table next to yours.

‘Yeah, of course I saw that. Do you know how much that Beskar armour is worth? We’d be rich.’

You immediately abandon your drink and head over to the table. The two men sitting at the table look at you. You feel uncomfortable as one of them takes his time to look at you.

‘Well, hello there, sweetheart.’ he says. ‘Can I buy you a drink?’ ‘You can if you tell me what I want to know.’ you say. ‘Have you seen a Mandalorian around here?’ ‘I sure did, sweetheart.’ he says. ‘Yesterday. He was getting a drink. Talked to someone for a while, then took off again.’ ‘Anything else?’ you say. ‘Yeah. He had a weird green dog with him.’ says the man.

‘Thank you.’ you say and you turn around and head towards the door of the bar. However, before you can reach it, you feel a hand grab a hold of one of your wrists.

‘I still need to buy you a drink, sweetheart.’ says a voice so close to your ear you can feel his breath on your ear. Within seconds, you flip his arm and pin him against the table, your blaster poking in his stomach.

‘How about next time, sweetheart?’ you say with a smile before pushing him away from you and exiting the bar.

Darkness is setting in as you’re heading back towards your ship. You knew Din’s ship wasn’t with the other ships of travellers passing by, you’d searched for it when you first arrived. 

When you’ve reached your own ship, you pack some essentials in your bag and head towards the forrest instead. You figured he’d lay low there for a while. These days he was one of the most wanted people in the entire galaxy. Leaving his ship next to a big city was basically sending a distress signal saying “I am here, come and get me”.

It’s dark in the woods, and you can barely see a thing. But you trust on your instincts and senses to lead you through the forrest. After some time of walking and occasionally stopping to see if no one followed you, you notice there are less trees. Every now and then you can see the stars through the leaves. 

You walk for a few minutes before you spot a big dark shadow ahead of you. There are no trees surrounding it, though no one but a skilled pilot who knew his ship well could land there. With one hand on your blaster, you slowly move closer to the ship. 

When you’re several feet away from the ship, a tall figure appears in front of you, aiming a blaster to your face. You’d be alarmed if it’d been anyone else. But you’ve spend too long around him to not recognise him. 

‘Hi Din.’ you say and you raise your hand to push his blaster away from your face. He doesn’t say anything, so you walk past him towards the Razor Crest. Just as you’re about to enter, you hear his footsteps catching up with you and his gloved hand grabs a hold of your arm, making you turn around.

His helmet is close to your face. ‘What are you doing here?’ he says. You’re so glad you’ve found him, you’re nowhere near intimidated by his actions. ‘I told you to leave.’ he says. 

‘And you think I’d listen to you?’ you say, failing to suppress a smile.

Once again, Din is glad he’s wearing a helmet. Otherwise you’d be able to see the immense relieve on his face. He can barely stay mad at you. Because he told you to leave and you found a way back to him. Though he’s relieved to see you, he’s also disappointed you’ve found him. He told you to leave for a reason. And though you didn’t know that reason, not really, you’re back.

‘Y/N, you need to leave.’ he says, keeping his voice steady and somewhat firm.

Again, he sees anger appear on your face and you pull your arm out of his grip.  ‘Are you fucking serious right now, Din?’ you say.  ‘Listen to me, Y/N, you-’ begins Din but you’re quick to interrupt him.

‘No, you listen to me Din!’ you say. ‘Do you know how much time I spent to get here? How much effort? First I had to spend two days alone in the desert with no food, no water whatsoever, then I spend almost all of the credits I had left on a ship which I flew from planet to planet talking to anyone who might have caught a glimpse of you or the kid. I spent months trying to track you, and just as I was about to give up, I overhead a conversation in a bar that was about you, and I headed to these woods and I found you, Din, I found you and you tell me that I need to leave again?’

‘Y/N, you don’t understand.’ says Din.  ‘Then explain it to me.’ you say, almost begging. When he’s silent, you get angry again. 

‘Why do you want me to leave? What could possible make you want to get rid of me?’ you shout, not even worrying about the fact someone could hear you.  ‘I’m staying, Din. Wether you like it or not.’ you say.

‘No.’ is all he says. ‘You can’t stay.’ ‘Why the fuck not?’ you yell at him, getting so close to him your forehead is almost touching his helmet. He takes a step back.

‘Come on, Din, you’re acting like a fucking child. If you don’t want me around, at least tell me why.’ you say. 

‘I was afraid!’ yells Din. This time, you’re the one to take a step back, looking at him. There it finally is, the reason why. But you still don’t understand. 

‘Afraid of what?’ you say. Your voice is calm again and to Din you sound like yourself again. No raised voice, no yelling. It’s your voice like it is in his memory. 

‘Afraid of you getting hurt.’ he admits. ‘I was afraid because I care too much about you. I felt like if something happened to you, if you got hurt - or worse, that would be on me. And I couldn't handle that. So I pushed you away. I needed to distance myself from you.’

All of the anger is gone as you look at the man standing in front of you. His helmet is lowered just as it did the last time you saw him. You slowly take a step closer to him. You hesitate for a moment, but then take his hand in yours. Din sighs so softly that you wouldn’t have been able to hear it if you weren’t standing so close to him. 

‘I’m sorry.’ he says. ‘I know I hurt you, I never meant to. I just figured that a life with me is no life at all. I wanted you to have a better life.’

‘Oh, Din.’ you breathe out. ‘Listen to me, if someone wants to be with you, nothing will keep them from being with you. If someone wants to be in your life, nothing will keep them from being with you, nothing, you hear me? You may think a life with you is worthless but I don’t think so. I’d love it.’

Din shakes his head. ‘You don’t understand. A life like mine? Forever? I can’t do that to you. You’d always be on the move, you wouldn’t be able to settle down and have a quiet life.’ he says.

‘What if I don’t want a quiet life?’ you say. ‘What if I want a life like yours?’ ‘I wouldn’t want that if I were you.’ he says. ‘I’ll take care of you.’ you say. Din shakes his head again. ‘It’s rotten work.’ he says. ‘Not to me. Not if it’s you.’ you say. 

‘Maker, Y/N, you make my life so much harder and so much easier at the same time. How do you do it?’ he says. ‘Driving you you crazy is part of the job.’ you say and Din chuckles. It’s a wonderful sound you haven’t heard in so long. 

Din lifts his helmet. You can’t see his eyes, but you’re sure he’s looking into yours. ‘What do you know about Mandalorian culture?’ he says. ‘Only the stories you told me, why?’ you say.  ‘Did I ever tell you about the Keldabe kiss?’ he says. ‘No.’ you say. ‘Tell me.’

‘It’s... a way to show affection and love.’ says Din. ‘You know that I’m not allowed to take off my helmet. The Keldabe kiss is a way to kiss someone without taking off my helmet.’

You’re quiet as you look at him. You’re still holding his hand. Inside your chest, your heart is beating rapidly. You’re surprised he can’t hear it. 

‘What’s it like?’ you say so softly your voice is barely audible.  ‘Like this.’ says Din. He moves his free hand an rests it on the back of your head. He softly pulls you towards him and rests his helmet against your forehead. 

It’s so simple, yet so intimate. It’s the closest you’ve ever been. You close your eyes, focusing on the cold Beskar armour against your skin. In all those hours you spent wondering why Din would push you away like that, you never once thought he would do it because he cared too much about you. 

After some time, Din pulls away but keeps his hand on the back of your head. ‘I’m sorry.’ he says. ‘Please never leave me again, cyar’ika.’ You smile when you look at him. ‘Is that also from your culture? What does it mean?’ you say. ‘Cyar’ika?’ he says and you nod. ‘It means...’ he’s silent as he searches for the right translation. ‘Beloved.’

You gasp quietly when you hear it and underneath his helmet, Din smiles at you. This time, you lean in to press your forehead against his helmet. ‘I like it.’ you say softly and Din squeezes your hand with his. 

‘Do you trust me?’ asks Din. ‘Yes.’ you say without hesitation.  ‘Close your eyes.’ he says. ‘And don’t open them until l say you can.’

You’re a little confused, but obey nonetheless. You close your eyes and feel Din pulling away his hands. You then hear a faint hiss and a click. This time, you gasp loudly, you know what he did.

‘Put it back on!’ you say. ‘You can’t take your helmet of in front of me!’ ‘Keep your eyes closed, cyar’ika.’ Din says.

His voice sounds different. It’s not modified by his helmet, it’s his true voice. You find yourself longing to hear more of it. You’re waiting for Din to say something, when you feel something instead. You never even dared to imagine what it’d feel like. 

You feel a pair of soft lips against yours. You’re surprised at first, but you quickly melt into his touch. Din can feel you smile through the kiss. Before you can stop yourself, you reach up to touch his face, but Din’s hands catch yours and he gently pushes them down. 

When he pulls away, you keep your eyes closed, still a smile on your lips. You hear a click again and Din’s fingers intertwine with yours. 

‘You can open your eyes again.’ says Din. And so you open your eyes, beaming up at him. ‘I couldn’t wait any longer.’ he says sheepishly and you smile even wider. 

‘What do you say, want to come with me again? I’ve still got to deliver the kid and it’d be nice to have some company.’ says Din. ‘Of course I want that.’ you say.  ‘Look, I’m really sorry. I hurt you and I-’ ‘It’s okay.’ you say. ‘You made up for it.’ 

Suddenly you feel something tugging on your pants and you look down at your feet to see the kid looking up at you. 

‘Hi there, little one.’ you say and you bend down to pick him up. ‘Missed me, did you?’ you say and the little creature looks at you with his big eyes. He snuggles closer to you and you notice his eyes are immediately getting heavier.

‘I still don’t know how you do that.’ says Din. ‘All you do is pick him up and he falls asleep.’

‘It’s just a feeling, I guess.’ you say, looking at the little kid in your arms. ‘This one looks as tired as I feel.’

You hold out one of your hands to Din while still holding the kid against your chest with the other. ‘Come on.’ you say. ‘You can use some sleep as well.’ ‘How do you know that?’ he says. You lift your head to look at him. ‘You probably haven’t slept since you landed on this planet.’ you say.

Din grabs your hand and allows you to guide him inside the Razor Crest.  ‘I forgot how well you know me.’ says and you smile. ‘I don’t think I could ever forget anything about you, Din.’ you say.

‘Oh, Maker. Don’t ever leave again, cyar’ika.’ says Din softly, sending shivers down your spine. ‘Well, if you don’t ask me to leave again, I promise you I’ll stay forever.’ you say and you smile at Din.  ‘Please do.’ says Din and he pushes his helmet against your forehead one last time.

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Honeymoon - Spencer Reid

Request:  yes! “Hello Jo, I love The Myth Of Soulmates! Can you write something when reader and Spencer are married and just back from honeymoon, and reader ignores everyone who don't call her "Reid" (Because that's new name now)” Pairing:  Spencer Reid x reader Summary:  The BAU is offended when you ignore them all day when you get back from your honeymoon, and they can’t seem to figure out why. Warnings: none  Word count:  1.1K A/N: this request is so cute 🥺 thank you for requesting this, and also thank you for your love on myth of soulmates! it really means a lot 💓 again, I used the characters that are part of the season I’m watching. I’m on season 7 episode 15 so no spoilers in the comments / reblogs / my inbox please! enjoy reading!

Though you got home only a couple of days ago, you feel like you’re still on a beach in Greece. When you close your eyes and concentrate, you can almost feel the sun on your skin.

Your honeymoon had been amazing. It was filled with lots of cheesy and romantic activities, but you and Spencer didn’t mind at all. You finally got married and it was worth all the cheesy stuff. You couldn’t wait to start your life with him as a married couple. 

Your first day back was as you expected, though there was something you didn’t think of. Of course, everyone was happy to see you, asking you what your honeymoon was like. You happily chatted about it with JJ, Prentiss and Garcia. 

But when it was time to get to work, you noticed everyone was still calling you Y/L/N, and not Reid. This upset you, because taking Spencer’s name was a big deal to you, and you were excited to be called Reid, and not by your maiden name.

You told yourself everyone just needed to get used to it. But the second day you’re back, the team still calls you by your maiden name. So, you decided to ignore everyone that called you by your maiden name. It just wasn’t your name anymore, and you wanted the team to understand it. 

The team’s slightly annoyed and confused when you don’t respond to them. On any other day, you are happy to help each team member out if they need any help. But not today.

Luckily, the case you’re working on is local, so you don’t have to travel much. The drive to the crime scene and the houses of the relatives only takes about an hour. You’ve done several interviews with the victim’s relatives, but there’s still a piece of the puzzle missing. 

You’re sitting at your desk, trying to figure out what you possibly could have missed. You’re frowning as you go over the file, your chin resting on your hand. You feel like it’s something obvious that you’ve missed, and you don’t want to let Hotch down and miss something that you easily could have thought of.

After a while, you hear someone calling for you. It’s Morgan, and to your annoyance, he’s calling you by your maiden name. You pretend you don’t hear him as you continue to go over the file. Morgan calls you several times, but you refuse to look up and answer him. 

‘What the hell?’ mumbles Morgan as he looks at you. He’s sure you heard him, but he doesn’t know why you would ignore him. If you are busy, you could just say so, right?

‘Y/L/N!’ he calls again, a little louder than the previous times. Yet, you still don’t look up and continue to look at the file in front of you. Morgan’s convinced you’re ignoring him now. Now that he’s thinking about it, you’ve been ignoring everyone on the team, except for Spencer. 

You’re usually pretty social, and you talk a lot with the other team members. Morgan can’t figure out why you would ignore the entire team after coming back from your honeymoon with Spencer. 

A familiar voice besides him speaks up and it makes Morgan jump, unaware of the sudden presence near him.

‘She’s not going to respond.’

Morgan looks at the young man standing next to him. Spencer sips his coffee as he’s standing next to Morgan, also looking at you. Morgan frowns, looking between the two of you.

‘And why’s that, genius? Because she’s been ignoring everyone except for you. I’ve called her name like 20 times. Watch, Y/L/N!’ says Morgan. As expected, you continue to work the case without looking up.

‘I told you, she’s not going to respond.’ says Spencer. ‘Did we do something wrong? Did we piss her off in any way or did something happen on your honeymoon?’ says Morgan. ‘No, our honeymoon was fantastic.’ says Spencer. ‘And I guess you did piss her off a little.’

Morgan looks at you again. It could be very hard to piss you off. The team had watched you lose your temper once with an unsub, and on that day they learned to not do anything that could piss you off. Lucky for them, you didn’t lose your temper like that again. Still, something must be wrong or you wouldn’t be treating the team like this.

‘Can you please just tell me what we did wrong so she’ll talk to us again? Because I honestly don’t know what we’ve done wrong.’ says Morgan as he turns to Spencer again. 

Spencer shrugs. ‘It’s simple, really.’ he says, taking another sip of his coffee. Morgan groans loudly. ‘Not everyone is a genius like you, kid.’ he says.  ‘She’s ignoring everyone who’s not calling her by her name.’ says Spencer.

‘Not calling her by her name? But we are calling her by her name. I just did, you heard me.’ says Morgan, getting more and more confused by the second. Spencer sighs softly and looks at Morgan.

‘You’re not calling her by her right name.’ says Spencer. ‘By her right- oh!’ says Morgan. He turns to look at you again. ‘Reid!’ he says.

And finally, you look up. You close the file, get up and walk over to the two men.  ‘What’s up?’ you say, smiling at the two of them. ‘I was just wondering if you could help me out with the timeline, I think I made a mistake but I can’t figure it out.’ says Morgan. ‘Sure!’ you say. ‘Where do you have the timeline?’ ‘Garcia put it together.’ says Morgan. ‘I’ll see if I can help you out.’ you say and you walk towards Garcia’s little office, winking at Spencer as you pass him.

Spencer smiles at you and turns to Morgan. ‘See? You just didn’t call her by her right name. She’s very proud of taking my name, she loves it. She just wants you to call her by her new name.’ says Spencer.

‘Makes sense. Let me tell you; you did good kid. I’ve never seen the two of you as happy as you are right now.’ says Morgan, patting Spencer on the shoulder and following you. 

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There’s enough room for both of us - Poe Dameron

Pairing: Poe Dameron x reader Prompt: 57) “There is enough room for both of us” Warnings: none Word count: 769 A/N: This piece is part of a collection of prompts from the 100 ways to say I love you list. See my post about it for more information. 

You’re slightly leaning back in your chair, looking at the stars passing by at an alarming speed. You just got back from a mission, along with Poe, Finn and Rey. It was a particularly tiring one, and you’re exhausted. 

Finn and Rey were the first ones to catch up on some sleep, as you and Poe flew the ship. Normally, you’d use the privacy to enjoy each others company, and to have conversations without everyone interrupting you. 

But you and Poe are sitting in silence, both too tired to talk. The mission was a success, but it completely drained all four of you of your energy. You can’t wait to get home so you can get at least a few hours of sleep. That is, after the debriefing. And you hoped no one would need you after it. 

After some time of sitting in comfortable silence, Poe speaks up.

‘You okay?’ he says. You look to your side and see him already looking at you. He’s smiling at you but you can see in his eyes he’s just as tired as you are. You reach out to lay your hand on top of his.

‘I’m fine. Just tired, that's all.’ you say. ‘Can’t wait to get back so I can get some sleep.’ ‘Well, that makes two of us.’ says Poe, suppressing a yawn. 

Poe returns his attention to the stars, but you’re still looking at him. You notice that when he blinks, his eyes are closed for a good few seconds more than usually. Every now and then his chin drops to his chest, only for him to jump up again.

‘Poe?’ you say, and he hums in response. ‘Why don’t I go and wake Rey and Finn so they can take over? They’re well rested and we’re tired.’

‘It’s fine.’ says Poe, suppressing yet another yawn. ‘Honey, you’re practically falling asleep. You can’t fly a ship and sleep at the same time.’ you chuckle.  Poe sighs. ‘You’re right. But we’re all exhausted and we’ll be back home in a little while.’ he says. 

‘Poe Dameron.’ you say in a stern voice. His eyes slightly widen at you using his full name, as you rarely do it and only when you’re mad or really need him to listen to you. ‘You are not flying a ship when you’re half asleep.’ you say.

‘Okay.’ he sighs. ‘Go wake Rey and Finn.’

You get up and kiss his cheek. But when you turn around to go up to Rey and Finn and wake them, you see Rey is already walking up to you.

‘Time for us to take over.’ says Rey. ‘Finn’s coming, you guys can go and get some rest.’

‘You read my mind.’ you say when Rey sits down in the chair you just got up from. You hold your hand out to Poe, which he gladly takes. The two of you pass Finn who’s on his way to Rey, and he smiles at you. You tiredly smile back.

Because it was important you wouldn’t be detected, you’re flying a very old ship. It’s not that big, and the controls are a bit old-fashioned, but it was still working, which is all that counts. The little ship had one small bed with a blanket and a very stiff pillow. 

When you reach the bed you see the blanket and pillow are on the floor next to the bed. You gratefully let yourself flop down on the bed, not caring how uncomfortable it is. 

Just as you’re moving over to make some space for Poe, you see him fluffing up the pillow as he sits on the ground.

‘What are you doing?’ you call from your position on the bed. ‘Getting some rest.’ says Poe. 

You narrow your eyes at him and then you notice what he’s doing.

‘No.’ you say. ‘No, no, you’re not sleeping on the ground. You don’t have to do that, you know. There is enough room for both of us. Just squeeze in and cuddle close.’ 

Poe doesn’t have to hear it a second time. He takes the pillow and the blanket and lays down on the bed next to you. There’s not a lot of space, but Poe pulls you closer to his body, so you can use his chest as a pillow.

‘Get some rest, Poe.’ you say. But when you lift your head to see if he’s heard you, you see his eyes are already closed and his breathing has slowed down. You smile and press a kiss to his shoulder before lying back down. Within seconds, you’re asleep as well.

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⋆.˚⟡ ࣪ ˖ star wars masterlist ⋆.˚⟡ ࣪ ˖

please do not copy, translate, plagiarise or repost my work! some of these are requested by other people and I spend a lot of time and effort on my works <3

💗 = writer’s favorite

✧˖°. prequels ✧˖°.

anakin skywalker

Sleepwalking

Drained (tw: mentions of minor injuries (not reader)

    100 ways to say I love you series:

Stay there, I'm coming to get you

obi-wan kenobi

I already am home 

Caved in 💗

Sleepless

We’re alright 💗

Nightmares (tw: mentions of nightmares, anxiety)

Yellow (tw: mentions of nudity / taking off clothes (nothing sexual or explicit), mentions of bruises)

    100 ways to say I love you series:

I noticed

✧˖°. the clone wars ✧˖°.

captain rex

Rest 💗

Dancing 💗

79′s

The necklace (tw: major character death!!, angst, mentions of serious injuries, burning, blood, bruises)

undercover (tw: mentions of blood & injuries)

✧˖°. the bad batch ✧˖°.

tech

I’ve got you (tw: HEAVY SPOILERS FOR BAD BATCH SEASON 2 EPISODE 2 !!! mentions of injuries, blood, broken bones, some swearing, little angst I guess)

enough grief for a lifetime (tw: HEAVY SPOILERS FOR BAD BATCH SEASON 2 EPISODES 15 AND 16 !!!, mentions of injuries, blood, broken bones, swearing, angst) 

crosshair

just you and me (tw: HEAVY SPOILERS FOR BAD BATCH SEASON 2 EPISODE 12, language, angst, sadness, mentions of death)

echo

invisible scars (tw: mentions of death, war, angst, negative self image)

✧˖°. ahsoka ✧˖°.

ezra bridger 

lost and found (tw: HEAVY AHSOKA S1 SPOILERS!!) 

✧˖°. andor/rogue one ✧˖°.

cassian andor

lighthouse (fighting, blaster shots, injuries, bruises, angst)

✧˖°. original trilogy ✧˖°.

luke skywalker

Stubborn 

Comfortable 

Bad Timing 

    100 ways to say I love you series:

I made this for you

han solo

    100 ways to say I love you series:

Come here, let me fix it

Can I kiss you?

Don’t worry about me

✧˖°. sequels ✧˖°.

poe dameron

General  💗

Irresistible 

    100 ways to say I love you series:

There’s enough room for the both of us 💗

Can I hold your hand? TW: mentions of blood, torture, scars, knives, stitches. language.

✧˖°. the mandalorian ✧˖°.

din djarin

All I could ever ask for 💗

Not if it’s you 💗

Trembling (tw: MAJOR CHAPTER 15 SPOILERS!!)

    100 ways to say I love you series:

It reminded me of you

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It reminded me of you - Din Djarin

Pairing: Din Djarin x reader Prompt: 2) “It reminded me of you.” Warnings: brief mentions of blood and injuries  Words: 618 A/N: This piece is part of a collection of prompts from the 100 ways to say I love you list. See my post about it for more information.

He’s been away for way too long. Usually, he makes quick work of getting whoever he’s looking for. But this time he’s been away for hours, and you’re worried. 

Not that you needed to worry about him, Din can handle himself just fine, and he always makes it back to the Razor Crest. Nevertheless, as the darkness sets in, you slowly start to worry more and more. 

And so you stick to the facts. Din is a skilled bounty hunter. He’s been in tight spots before, but always made it back to the Razor Crest. There’s no reason for you to think he didn’t make it. He’s probably just a little later than usual.

You watch the sunset as you’re lost in your thoughts. Long after the moon has replaced the sun, you finally hear the familiar footsteps entering the ship. As quick as you can, you make your way down to him.

Din is still standing, but you can see he’s hurt. His helmets lifts at the sounds of your footsteps. He’s slightly leaning on one leg, but he’s there. He made it back. You go over to him and help him sit down.

‘What happened?’ you ask him. ‘Ambush.’ he grunts. ‘Where did you get hurt?’ you ask him. ‘I think you’d better ask me where did I not get hurt.’ he says.

You look down and take his hand in yours, slightly tugging on the glove. ‘Can I take this off?’ you ask him and he nods. You carefully take it off and see his knuckles are bruised and bloody.

‘Stay here.’ you say and you get up to fetch the little medical supplies that are on the ship. Patching him up is the least you can do. 

When you come back, you see he’s taken off his other glove as well, and is waiting for you to patch him up. You look at his hand, which is just as bruised and bloody as the other. But you also notice a silver figure dangling from a bracelet.

As you start to clean the wounds on his knuckles, you can’t help but to keep glancing over at the bracelet. It’s a little bird, but you don’t recognise it. Din notices you looking at it.

‘It’s a hummingbird.’ he says, as if reading your thoughts. ‘Even though they’re tiny, they symbolise the enjoyment of life. They are believed to encourage resilience and adaptability while keeping a playful and optimistic outlook.’

You take the little silver bird in your fingers to take another good look at it. You notice it’s hand crafted, and it has lots of beautiful details on it.

‘It’s beautiful.’ you say. ‘I didn’t know you had this. When did you get it?’ ‘A couple weeks after you joined me.’ he says. ‘We were at that market looking for something to eat. I saw the bracelet and it reminded me of you.’

You look up at his words. He’s looking at you through his visor, but you’re unaware of it. ‘Really?’ you say.

‘Yes.’ says Din. ‘Ever since you got here, things have changed. You’re always thinking in solutions. I always think everything ends in a fight. But you showed me there’s other ways.’

You smile and turn your attention back to patching him up. You’ve finished taking care of his hands. ‘Are you comfortable with me treating any wounds you have on your arms?’ you say.

Din nods and you begin to roll up his sleeves. There’s a few defensive wounds on the places where the armour didn’t cover his body. You start to treat them and every now and then you look over to the little silver hummingbird that’s dangling from Din’s wrist.

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Mornings with you - Calum Hood

Request: no Pairing:  Calum Hood x reader Summary:  You’re tired of having to hide your love for Calum whenever there’s a camera around. Warnings: none Word count:  1.4K A/N: did I make a playlist with 5sos songs that include my favourite solos by calum? yes I did and I do not regret it. enjoy reading! :)

Waking up next to Calum is the best feeling in the world. It beats coming home after months of touring, it beats being on stage, it beats everything. Waking up next to him makes you feel safe, and you forget about your chaotic life for an hour or two. 

With both you and Calum having a busy life that involves touring, music promo, and writing songs, it could be hard to find relaxation. Even if you were both home, and not hopping from city to city, the superstar life didn’t end. 

Which is why you never take waking up next to him for granted. You’ve come a long way, and you’re so glad you and Calum found each other. You truly didn’t know what you’d do without him. 

You’re currently laying in the king sized bed of the Calum’s place. It’s a nice house in a quiet neighbourhood in LA. It’s not too big, and cozy but not too small. It’s exactly right. And his bandmates are just a few minutes away. 

Calum is not next to you. He woke up an hour ago, pressed kisses to your cheek and mumbled he’d take Duke on a walk, and that he’d be back to cuddle up next to you. After all, it’s Sunday. And Sunday is your cheat day. You can stay in bed for just a little longer than usual. 

You’re drifting off to sleep every now and then, waking up due to not being fully asleep. You’re merely waiting for Calum to come home. After months of being together, morning cuddles are still your favourite activity. 

When you live on a screen, everyone’s always up in your business. It’s one of the reasons you prefer to put your phone away and always try to live in the moment. It’s also the reason why you and Calum decided to keep your relationship a secret for as long as you could. 

You didn’t need all the drama people would start. You didn’t need all the celebrity news platforms writing countless of articles about you while they didn’t even know you, or Calum. And you certainly didn’t need everyone to know everything about your private life. 

So far, you’ve managed to keep your love for Calum away from the flashing camera’s and screaming fans, and it’s nice. It’s nice to be able to just be yourself within the walls of Calum’s place, your place, or one of your friends’ houses. 

Of course, your friends and family knew about you and Calum. You wanted to keep it all a secret from the media, but not from the people that mean the most to you. The privacy you have feels good, and it makes you feel like you’ve got things under control. You decide what the world gets to know and what not. 

It can also be suffocating. Every time you go outside, you’ve got to make sure no one can trace you back to Calum, and vice versa. Every single time you go out for grocery shopping or to have lunch with a friend, you’ve got to check all the details. Not wearing any piece of clothing that’s Calum’s, no pda when the two of you are outside together, and many more. 

The sound of a door opening in the distance followed by the sound of Duke’s paws on the floor indicates Calum’s back from his walk. And indeed, a few moments later Calum enters the bedroom and smiles when he sees you. He takes off his shoes and because he didn’t change out of his sweatpants and shirt he slept in, he immediately crawls into the bed next to you.

You shiver a bit when his cold hands wrap around your waist to pull your body against his. Calum nuzzles his face in your neck and presses kisses against the soft skin. The two of you lay in silence for a while, enjoying each other’s company. 

‘I love waking up next to you.’ you say softly, your voice barely audible. You feel Calum’s lips against your skin as he smiles at your words. ‘It’s a good thing I love it as well.’ he says, kissing your neck again. 

You move so you can wrap your arms around Calum. You’re mindlessly scratching the back of his neck while thinking about your relationship. Ever since finding Calum, your mental health has improved a lot, and you’re happier than you’ve ever been. The only downside to it is the secrecy, and not being able to do all the little things. Holding his hand while walking the street, going on tour with him as his girlfriend and not just the support act. 

‘Cal?’ you say and he hums in response. ‘Do you think we should go public?’ Calum removes his face from your neck, leans his elbow on the pillow and his head on the palm of his hand so he can look at you.

‘What makes you say that?’ he asks you.  ‘Well, to be honest I’m getting a bit tired of all the secrecy and sneaking around. I know why we chose to keep it private, but we can still keep a lot of our relationship to ourselves should we go public. They don’t have to know everything. I would just like to be able to join you when you go for a walk with Duke and hold your hand. I don’t want to stop myself when I go out so I can check if I’m wearing one of your shirts.’ you tell him. 

Calum nods as he’s listening to you. ‘I get it.’ he says. ‘I know the feeling. We both know what could happen if we go public. All the made up stories, drama, and all that stuff. But it’s been months and I’m getting a bit tired of it as well.’ he says. 

‘It’s just.’ you start but you stop as you’re trying to find the right words. You reach out and cup Calum’s cheek with one of your hands. ‘I love you, Calum, with my entire heart. And I love being with you, it makes me feel safe and I feel at home whenever I’m with you.’ you start to ramble but Calum doesn’t stop you, so you carry on. 

‘Mornings with you are my favourite. I love being backstage when I’m on tour with you and the guys, and it’s just them and their girlfriends and we don’t have to worry about any camera’s or people that might tell the media about us. We can just be ourselves without limitations. And I love you so much and I just want to spend the rest of my life with you and I can’t do that when we can’t let the world know we love each other.’ you say. 

When you look at Calum again, he’s got the softest look ever on his face. He’s smiling like an idiot and reaches out to pull you closer. He’s not saying anything, though.

‘What?’ you say, already starting to panic a bit. ‘Something I said? What did I do?’ Calum puts his hand on the back of your neck and pulls you in for a kiss. When he pulls away, he’s still smiling like an idiot.  ‘You said you want to spend the rest of your life with me.’ he says. 

‘Oh.’ you say. ‘Well, it’s true. I love you. I don’t want to be with anyone else ever again.’ 

‘Then let’s do it.’ says Calum. ‘Let’s go public. We don’t have to make a whole big thing out of it. We just don’t take all of those precautions. You can go out wearing my shirt, we can walk hand in hand. And if someone addresses it, we can confirm it, but we don’t have to go into detail. We’ll just tell them we’ve been together for months, and that we’d like to keep our relationship as private as possible.’

This time, you lean in to kiss him. ‘That sounds good.’ you say when you pull away. Calum smiles and pulls your body against his again. You sigh approvingly as you curl up to his side. 

You couldn’t wait for you and Calum to finally be yourselves outside the comfort of the privacy of your homes. People would finally know how much you love him. You could wake up next to him for many more mornings.

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I made this for you - Luke Skywalker

Pairing: Luke Skywalker x reader Prompt: 40) “I made this for you.” Warnings: none Words: 871 A/N: This piece is part of a collection of prompts from the 100 ways to say I love you list. See my post about it for more information. my first time writing for Luke! let me know what you think of it, enjoy reading! :)

You’ve spend the entire day looking for Luke. He’s a busy man, always running around doing maker knows what. And for some reason, he’s always unfindable whenever you need to talk to him.

The small box lightly bounces against your chest in your pocket as you’re half walking, half running around the base. You really needed to find him before he took off again. 

Ever since Luke came into your life, it has been chaotic. But for a good cause. You’re fighting for the freedom of the galaxy and you’re surrounded by friends that you love. Sometimes you lose someone, but it only made you more determined.

You hope you find Luke before it’s too late. You force yourself to stop, close your eyes and to take a breath. Don’t. Don’t let those kind of thoughts find their way into your head.

You shake the thought from your head and continue your search for Luke. Where could he be? People pass you non-stop, and you’re scanning every face that you see. Finally, you find a familiar one. It’s not the one you’re looking for, but maybe they could help you out.

‘Leia!’ you say, and she stops to see who called her name. ‘Have you seen Luke?’ you ask. ‘I can’t find him anywhere.’

‘Have you tried the Falcon?’ she says.  ‘Yes, he wasn’t there.’ you say. ‘I’d check again, that’s usually where I find him when I'm looking for him.’ says Leia.

You shout a quick thank you before hurrying over to the main hangar. You’re bumping into several people on the way to the Falcon, and the hangar itself is as crowded as ever. You make your way through the sea of people and finally make it to the Falcon.

There’s no sign of Luke, but you hear Han and Chewbacca inside, and so you decide to see if they know where Luke is. Just as you want to enter the ship, the person you’ve been looking for emerges from it.

‘Oh, hello Y/N!’ says Luke. ‘There you are!’ you say. ‘I’ve been looking for you everywhere.’ ‘Do you need help with something?’ he says. ‘No, but I do need to talk to you.’ you say.

‘Pour your heart out, Y/N, don’t wait for me.’ says Han as he appears behind Luke, looking at you and shooting you a wink. ‘Thanks Han, but this is between me and Luke.’ you say. ‘Oooh what’d you do?’ says Han, nudging Luke’s shoulder. The poor guy looks between you and Han with a confused look on his face.

‘He didn’t do anything.’ you say and you reach out to grab Luke’s arm. ‘Let’s go somewhere a little more private.’

‘There’s a nice cupboard along the second corridor to the right!’ yells Han and you roll your eyes and ignore him, purposely going in the opposite direction. Once you’ve found a deserted hallway - which took a while considering the amount of people roaming around - you turn to look at Luke.

‘Did I do something wrong?’ he says, clearly trying to thing of anything he might have caused.

‘What? Oh no, you didn’t do anything wrong. Han’s just messing with you, don’t listen to him.’ you say quickly, calming his nerves. ‘I was looking for you because I was afraid you were off on a mission again and I didn’t get the chance to talk to you. I don’t know when I will see you if you leave, I never know if you’re going to make it back so-’ you get the little box out of your pocket and hand it to him. ‘I made this for you.’

Luke looks at you curiously before taking the box from your hand and opening it. Inside is a bracelet made of all kinds of coloured beads. He takes it out of the box to take a good look at it.

‘I’ve collected them over the years.’ you explain to him. ‘They’re all from different places, I got them from different people. They all have a unique story to them. I thought I could tell you a story every time you come back from a mission. And once I’ve told them all, I can start collecting new ones.’

Luke says nothing as he looks at every individual bead. You bite your lip nervously, anxious he might not like it.

‘Do you like it?’ you ask him, a slight hint of hesitation in your voice. ‘I-’ Luke’s voice fades away and he finally looks you in the eye. He smiles brightly at you. ‘I love it!’ he says. ‘You say all of them come from different places?’

‘Uh, yeah, all of them.’ you say, glad he likes it.  ‘Wow, amazing.’ he says. ‘Can I ask you something?’ ‘Sure, anything.’ you say. ‘Can I just get one story? I can’t wait til I get back, not now I’m curious.’ he says. You smile at him.

‘Sure. See this blue one? I got it from a little marketplace in a big city. It was a very hot day and we were tired and wanted to go home but I wanted a bead, and so I basically forced everyone to stay until I found a bead I liked and...’

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Letting it all out - Din Djarin

Request: no Pairing:  Din Djarin x reader Summary:  the first time Din truly realises he has to let the kid go at some point Warnings: sad Din :(, Mando spoilers if you haven’t seen Chapters 13-16 yet Word count:  2.4K A/N: sad shit! I don’t know what came over me lol. kind of a good ending tho? at least I hope so. reader and Din are married in this one! because I love intimate moments where Din has his helmet off enjoy reading!

Din is always quiet, preferring comfortable silence over small talk. But the past few days he’s been a bit too quiet. He had been quested to deliver the kid to his kind, so a Jedi could train him. 

Of course, it was about what was best for the kid, but you could tell Din wasn’t very fond of the idea of letting the kid go. They’d been through so much together, they cared so much about each other. 

Given that you travelled with the both of them, you care about the kid as well, and you love him very much. But you just know you could never care as much about him as Din does. He’s like a father to the little creature, and you know letting him go is going to be hard for him. 

Some time ago, on a planet you’d never been before, the three of you had actually met a Jedi. You know Jedi knights are rare these days, and you thought you could deliver the kid to the Jedi and Din would have completed his quest. But the Jedi, Ashoka, had told you she couldn’t train him. She did, however, give you the name of a planet where there would be an ancient Jedi temple. She told you the kid would be able to reach out through the force, and another Jedi could come to pick him up, and train him. 

Your meeting with Ashoka had gotten you to where you are now. You’re sitting in the cockpit of the Razor Crest, the kid’s asleep, and Din’s flying the ship. You want to talk about all of it, but you know Din doesn’t. Because talking about it makes it real, and you don’t think Din is ready for that yet.

Still, you have to talk about it eventually. There was a pretty big chance you’d land on the planet with the kid, but leave without him, if a Jedi showed up. You needed to talk about what you’d do after all of it. 

‘Din?’ you say.

He’s quiet, so you continue. ‘We have to talk about what is going to happen after you’ve completed your quest.’ you say. 

You can feel the tension, and Din remains quiet. You’re giving him some time to respond but when he doesn’t, you speak up again.

‘I know it’s hard for you, and you prefer not to talk or think about it. It’s hard for me too, I also care about him. But we’ve got to talk about this. We have to decide what to do after we’ve said our goodbyes.’ you say.

You know he’s listening to you, and you know you’ve touched a nerve. His shoulders tense up and he shifts uncomfortably in his chair. You know all too well he doesn’t like any of this, neither do you, but you’ve got to keep pushing now.

‘Listen, what are we going to do when a Jedi shows up, takes the kid, and takes off? Are we going to just stand around, hoping he’ll say he made a mistake and that the kid can stay with us? We need to have a plan, we can’t just keep heading into situations like this without any plan whatsoever. I know that most of the times you just roll with it, but I need to have at least something I can hold on to.’ you say. 

When he still doesn’t respond, you sigh. You’ll try again in a few hours. For now, you get up and leave the cockpit. You make your way over to the sleeping area, where the kid is peacefully asleep in his little makeshift hammock above what Din calls a bed. 

‘I tried, kid.’ you mumble softly, fully aware of the fact he’s asleep and can’t hear you. ‘I thought enough time had passed for him to think about it, but apparently he still needs time. I just hope he has a plan, because that planet and that temple are getting closer and closer, and he needs to be ready to say goodbye. For your sake, and for his.’

Some time after you’ve fallen asleep, you wake up due to something pushing the bed down. You open your eyes and see Din sitting on the edge of it. His helmet is tilted up and he’s looking at the kid. 

You don’t know how much time has passed since you’d fallen asleep, and you don’t know if Din has already thought about everything that’s going to happen. But you decide he doesn’t need you bugging him again. Right now, he needs a warm embrace, and someone telling him everything is going to be alright. 

‘Hey.’ you say softly and you sit up, rubbing your eyes. Din turns his head so he can look at you. You smile at him and hear him sigh deeply. You’re about to say something, when you hear a sound you haven’t heard in a long time. 

It’s so soft, and if you hadn’t been sitting so close to him, and if you hadn’t known him for quite some time, you wouldn’t have noticed. Din sniffles very softly. You heart breaks at the sound of it. Maybe he did have time to think about it. 

‘Din.’ you say softly. His helmet tips down as he lowers his head. You move closer so you’re sitting right next to him. Slowly, you reach up and put your hands on the sides of his helmets, where his cheeks would be. 

‘May I?’ you say.

You would never take his helmet off without his permission. Though Din got used to you seeing his face, it could still be a very sensitive thing. You respect his choices, which is why you always ask if it’s okay for you to take off his helmet. 

Din nods and you move your hands to slowly take the helmet off. You swallow when you see his tear stained cheeks. You put the helmet next to you and let your eyes roam over his face. 

‘Oh, Din.’ you whisper. 

Besides never taking his helmet off without his permission, you also don’t touch his face without his consent. Sometimes looking at him is enough. But right now, you want nothing more than to hold him close and comfort him. 

The two of you are quiet for a while, both at loss for words. After a while, Din reaches out and takes your hands in his. He closes his eyes and raises your hands to put them on his cheeks. 

You lean in and gently press your forehead against his. Din sighs and you hear him swallow thickly. You pull back and gently tilt his head so you can look him in the eyes.

‘It’s okay, riduur.’ you say. ‘You can’t keep it all in, it’s okay, I’m here for you. Just let it all out.’

Din closes his eyes and you feel fresh tears running over your fingers. He bows his head and you guide him to lay his head on your shoulder as you remove your hands from his face and wrap your arms around him instead. He wraps his arms around your torso and you can tell he’s still holding back.

‘Don’t hold back.’ you say softly. ‘It’s just me.’

Slowly, Din starts to cry more, and his body starts to shake. You try to hold your own tears back as sobs occasionally escape Din’s mouth. He knows he can be vulnerable around you, but actually crying in your arms is something he hasn’t done before. 

You hold him while he cries, letting all of the bottled up emotions go. You’re glad he’s finally letting it all out. He has a habit of keeping everything inside him until it all comes out at once, like what’s going on now. 

Noises coming from the kid’s hammock make you look up. You see his big eyes looking down at you and Din. He looks confused and almost worried at the two of you. You smile up at him.

‘Don’t worry ad'ika, your buir is okay.’ you say softly to the kid. ‘He’ll be okay. Why don’t you go back to sleep, hm?’

The kid looks at you for a while, but he eventually eases back into his hammock and not long after it, he falls asleep. 

You can’t help but to wonder if this really is the right thing to do. Deep down you know it’s the truth, but you wonder if there’s an outcome of this in which you wouldn't separate Din and the kid. It’s hard for all of you, but you concluded a long time ago it’s for the best. And Din also has been quested, he can’t just ignore it. 

While you were briefly talking to the kid, and thinking to yourself, Din grew quiet. When you look down, you see he’s fallen asleep. Exhausted because of all of it. You sigh. It was good for him to let it all out, and now he can finally get some rest. 

Din’s quite a lot bigger than you, and especially now that he’s still wearing his armor he’s heavy. But you still manage to lay him down comfortably on the bed without waking him up. He’s earned a few hours of sleep.

You run your thumb across his cheeks, getting rid of the few tear stains that are still there. You then run a hand softly through his hair and lean down to kiss his forehead. After looking at the kid, who’s also still asleep, you leave the small sleeping area and head back to the cockpit.

It must have been hours later when you go down to check up on Din again. When you get to the little sleeping area, you find the kid happily cooing at you while Din is still asleep. You look at your husband for a while before you move to lift the kid up so you can take him back to the cockpit. 

Once you’re back in the captain’s chair of the Razor Crest, you put the kid in your lap and give him the little metal ball he likes to play with. You watch him play with it as he’s happily babbling away. You sigh softly. He has no idea he’s about to be given away.

What would it be like for him? You always thought he would understand parts of what you and Din were saying, but you don’t think he can fully understand you. The poor kid would probably be confused when you have to leave him behind so he can be trained. You wonder if you get to visit him. You really hope so. You don’t want the kid or Din to become unhappy because they’re not together. 

Still, the kid is happily babbling to himself, not aware of any of your thoughts. Of course, he did see Din upset but he could only understand so much. He understood his buir was upset, but couldn’t possibly know the reason why. If only you could put it out of your mind and go to sleep as the kid could. 

Sudden heavy footsteps startle you, and the kid stops babbling to look up at you.

‘It’s okay.’ you say, and you reach out to stroke one of his ears. ‘That’s probably him. At least he got some rest.’

Several moments later the footsteps grow louder until Din is standing behind you. You look over your shoulder. He has his helmet on again, and you decide not to push it.

‘Hi.’ you say. ‘Went to check up on the both of you and he was already awake. Didn’t want us to wake you.’ 

You get up to put the kid in one chair and sit down in the other one, but Din takes a hold of your wrist and gently tugs you to the captain’s chair. He sits down and silently asks your permission to pull you down to sit in his lap. You sit down and lean back against his chest, leaning the back of your head on his shoulder.

There’s no need to say anything, you know he’s thankful for how you comforted him earlier. And he knows that you know. You sit in a comfortable silence that’s only disrupted by the kid still happily babbling away. 

‘I know I’m going to have to let him go.’ says Din suddenly. 

You shift so you can look at him. You smile encouragingly at him, gesturing him to keep going.

‘It’s just hard.’ he says. ‘I know.’ you say. ‘I’ll miss him too but it really is for the best.’ ‘Yeah.’ sighs Din.

You lean in and press your forehead against his helmet and you close your eyes. 

‘I know it’s hard, I really do.’ you say softly. ‘I just wish we had more time.’ admits Din. 

You pull away so you can look at him again. ‘We just have to make the time we have left together the most wonderful you can imagine. And a proper goodbye. He’ll always have the memories.’ you say. ‘You’ll always have the memories.’

‘I just wanted to be a family.’ says Din. ‘We are.’ you say. ‘Look how far we’ve come. Look far you have come. First you were alone. Then you got the kid, you got me. We’re a clan of three now. I promise you he won’t forget you. And you’ll always be like a father to him.’ 

Din looks over his shoulder at the kid. ‘I’m gonna miss you, kid.’ he says. The kid looks up for a few seconds before the little metal ball in his hands gets all of his attention again. You chuckle. ‘You might want to think about giving him that metal ball as a goodbye present.’ you say. 

Din chuckles at your comment. You smile, because you haven’t heard that sound in a long time.

‘Let’s just get to the temple first.’ he says. You nod and get up from his lap, so you can sit down in the other chair behind him. Din turns around and looks at you.

‘Thank you.’ he says. ‘Really. I don’t think I’d be able to handle this on my own.’ ‘Of course.’ you say. ‘You’d do the same for me, right?’ ‘Yes, of course.’ says Din. ‘I love you, cyar'ika.’

Before you can answer him, the kid babbles loudly, looking at Din with his big eyes. Din chuckles and looks at him.

‘Yeah, kid.’ he says. ‘I love you as well. Very much.’

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Trembling - Din Djarin

Request: nope Pairing:  Din Djarin x reader Summary:  You accompany Din on his mission Warnings: MAJOR CHAPTER 15 SPOILERS!!, mentions of violence, language Word count:  1.3K A/N: this has some major spoilers in it!!! so unless you want to steer clear of spoilers, don’t read this one :) this is half based on the episode, half based on my stupid brain not giving me time to think about anything else but That One Scene and wanting to write about it. enjoy reading! 

Hands clap on your back as people cheer Mayfeld, Din and you on. Out of everyone, you were the only ones to successfully deliver the rhydonium. While Mayfeld was busy driving the tank as fast and as steadily as he could, you and Din took care of the pirates until you reached your destination and stormtroopers got rid of the last few pirates.

And now you’re making your way through the sea of people to get to the mess hall. You can tell Mayfeld and Din are tensed up, as are you. Though you’re doing it for the right reasons, you can’t exactly say it’s a pleasure to be surrounded by stormtroopers while wearing a stormtrooper suit. You feel dirty, and want to take it off as quick as you can. 

But you’ve got to hold on a little while longer. When you get to the mess hall, Mayfeld points out the terminal. You and Din awkwardly wait by the entrance of the mess hall while Mayfeld heads inside. But before he can reach the terminal, he’s already back in front of you.

‘What’s the matter?’ you whisper-shout at him. ‘Come on, get the coordinates so we can get out of here!’

But Mayfeld shakes his head at you. ‘I can’t do it. One of my old commanders is in there.’ he says.  ‘So?’ you say. ‘Just quickly go, in and out, no big deal.’ ‘Sorry, no. I’m not doing it.’ he says. 

You groan and look into the mess hall. There’s indeed several high ranked officers, along with a few other stormtroopers. You look back at Mayfeld and Din. You had to get those coordinates or you could say goodbye to the kid. 

‘I’ll do it.’ you say. Both Mayfeld and Din turn to you. ‘Give me the memory stick.’ you say, holding your hand out in front of Mayfeld. However, Mayfeld doesn’t move.

‘You need to do a facial scan to get in. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but your face is all over the galaxy. Everyone is looking for you. If you take that helmet off, they’ll instantly shoot you down.’ says Mayfeld.

‘Well, we don’t exactly have a choice, do we?’ you say. ‘We’ve got to get those coordinates or Mando will never see the kid again.’

‘I’ll do it.’ says Din.

You and Mayfeld turn to him, stunned. Did he not hear what Mayfeld just told you. You look at Mayfeld before looking back at Mando. 

‘Didn’t you hear what he just said? You’ll need to do a facial scan.’ you say.  ‘I heard it.’ is all Din says before turning to Mayfeld. ‘Give me the memory stick.’ he says. 

Again, Mayfeld doesn’t move. ‘No.’ he says. Din steps closer, his helmet close to Mayfeld’s face. 

‘Give me the memory stick.’ he says in a low voice. ‘Now.’ 

When Mayfeld doesn’t move, Din reaches out himself and pulls the memory stick out of his hands. Before you or Mayfeld can stop him, he’s entered the mess hall, heading for the terminal. 

Both you and Mayfeld are frozen to the spot as you watch Din walk up to the terminal. You see how he tries to do the facial scan without taking his helmet off. You’re preparing to walk up to him and take your helmet off to do the facial scan. You couldn’t care less about the fact they would instantly shoot you, you cared about the kid. Maybe not as much as Din did, but you couldn’t stand the thought of never reuniting.

Just as you take one step towards the mess hall, your eyes widen as you look at Din. He had reached up and taken off the helmet. Mayfeld’s eyes widen as well and he instantly looks away. You want to follow his lead but it is like your eyes are glued to Din. You can only see the back of his head, and you can’t believe he took off his helmet. He must really care about the kid. 

You let your eyes look away from the back to his head, and look at his shoulders instead. You take a sharp breath as you notice the way his shoulders are trembling. He could put up these walls whenever he wanted, be a Mandalorian who’s not scared of anything. And yet, his shoulders are trembling. 

Din could try as hard as he could to be tough, but the body always betrays itself. You can’t help but to feel a bit sorry for him, because he looks so fragile, and you’re not used to seeing him this way. 

Your thinking is interrupted by Mayfeld pushing past you, walking up to Din. You then notice one of the commanding officers also making his way up to Din. It’s gotten quiet since everyone settled down after the three of you successfully delivered the rhydonium, and if you concentrate, you can hear what they’re saying.

‘My number is, um, it is-’

Din’s voice is different now that it’s not modulated. You wonder if he always sounded so shy if he wasn’t wearing a helmet. Again, you can’t help but to feel a bit sorry for him, when he looks so helpless and vulnerable. It’s painted all over his face.

That’s when Mayfeld steps in. ‘We just call him Brown Eyes.’ he says. Your eyes are fixed on Mayfeld and Din as they follow the commanding officer to his table to have a drink. 

You’re watching from afar as Mayfeld does all the talking. Din doesn’t say anything, and when the commanding officer asks him something, he looks at Mayfeld instead of answering him himself. 

Time creeps by slowly and you’re getting restless. You’re thinking off going in with some excuse to get Mayfeld and Din out, when a blaster shot gets your attention. 

The commanding officer that Mayfeld and Din were talking to, is laying on the ground, Din looks at him wide eyed and Mayfeld is holding his blaster. 

‘Shit.’ you murmur before rushing to their side, getting your blaster out. Together, the three of you shoot all of the stormtroopers who are left. You keep your head down as Mayfeld hands Din his helmet.

‘Here.’ he says. ‘I never saw your face.’

You see how Din’s hand take a hold of the helmet and when you look up you’re met with the stormtrooper helmet. You smile briefly at him before tuning around,  looking for a way out.

More and more stormtroopers make it to the mess hall and there’s no denying it: you’re trapped. Your eyes are scanning the room when you notice the windows.

‘Come on!’ you say and you make your way to the windows. You open one of them and climb on the edge. Mayfeld, Din and you make it out, leaving behind a trail of fallen stormtroopers, and the others pick you up.

While getting to a safe place to lay low, Din’s quiet and you know what he’s thinking about. He’s twisting the memory stick in his hand but you can tell he’s lost in his thoughts. One of his hands is trembling, like his shoulders did in the mess hall. He’s wearing his Beskar armour again, and yet he doesn’t look nearly as confident as he normally is. But then he suddenly speaks up, catching you off guard.

‘Y/N, after what you’ve seen-’ ‘After I’ve seen what? I don’t know what you’re talking about.’ you say, interrupting him. 

Din’s helmet lifts and turns so he can look at you. You smile encouragingly at him and he nods at you.

‘Thank you.’ is all he says before getting up and making his way to the cockpit. You know it’s not a lot, but it’s all you can do. And for Din it’s enough.

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The Myth of Soulmates - Spencer Reid

Request: no Pairing:  Spencer Reid x reader Summary:  You believe in soulmates, and you want nothing more but to believe Spencer is yours. But are you ready to confront him about it? Warnings: language Word count:  1.9K A/N: I read about the myth of soulmates according to the greek mythology and boyyy did I love it. I’m also binging criminal minds and head over heels for the entire cast. I haven’t finished it yet (I'm on s6e7 as I'm writing this) so PLEASE no criminal minds spoilers in the comments/reblogs! I’ve included some of the characters that are part of the first few seasons. there’s no spoilers in this. enjoy reading! :)

Being part of the BAU had its pro’s and con’s, as any other job. You loved your job, but weren’t too happy when you received an urgent call from Garcia around midnight. She called to tell you Chicago probably has a serial killer, and the local police had invited the BAU. You changed back into your work outfit, grabbed your go-bag and headed to the plane.

Everyone on the plane is asleep. Except for you and Spencer. You’re sitting in front of him and watch as he’s going over the case files. He had been quite irritated when he arrived, which you thought was unusual. But then Morgan pointed out that he was on a date with a girl he set Spencer up with. This, too, was unusual. Spencer never went on dates. You figured it was probably all Morgan’s plan.

Spencer is murmuring softly to himself as he looks at photos of the crime scenes. He had offered you some of the files, but you told him you needed to rest. You had intended to, but then Spencer sat down in front of you and you couldn’t help but stay awake. You loved looking at Spencer. And now he’s going over case files, it is less likely he’ll catch your eye. Given that the others are all asleep, they also won’t catch you looking at him.

How the rest of the team hadn’t found out you’re head over heels in love with Spencer remains a mystery to you to this very day. They spend their days profiling people, analysing behaviour, getting inside people’s heads. Yet not a single person showed a sign they knew about your feelings for Spencer. 

And even if they did know, you weren’t sure something could happen between you and Spencer. Apart from relationships between co-workers being a tense subject and sometimes even forbidden, you didn’t think Spencer felt the same way about you. Sure, you are close, but that’s probably just because you two are the youngest of the team. It’s like you being close with Emily and JJ because they’re women. 

Spencer still doesn’t seem to notice you. You’re glad. He’ll probably never feel the same about you, and if he sees you looking at him like that, things would probably be awkward between you two for a long time. And then the others would find out, too, and then you’d probably be too embarrassed to even talk around them.

He never showed any signs he might be into you as well. On top of that, you believe in soulmates. And god, do you want Spencer to be your soulmate. But if he was, you would have known. You didn’t even know if he believed in soulmates himself. He might. And if he does, there’s still a big chance you’re not his soulmate. 

You decide that drowning in your own thoughts about him isn’t going to help you. You’ll just stick to looking at him when he’s not looking at you, and to talking with him about other things than work. 

‘Hey Spencer?’ you say. He hums to let you know he heard you, but doesn’t take his eyes off the files in front of him. ‘Do you believe in soulmates?’ you ask him. The question makes him look up this time. ‘Why do you want to know?’ he says.  ‘Just curious.’ you reply a bit too quickly. 

Spencer closes the case file and leans back into his chair, looking at you. ‘I don’t know, to be honest. If soulmates are real, how do you know when you’ve met them? And what if they’re not how you expected them to be? What if you don’t like them? There’s a lot of possibilities, but the concept of soulmates does intrest me.’ says Spencer.

‘Are you familiar with the myth of soulmates according to Greek mythology?’ you ask him.  Spencer shakes his head. ‘No, I’m not.’ Yes he is. But he wants to hear it from you. Your face lights up as it always does when you get excited about a topic. Or maybe just because you know something Spencer doesn't. Which is rare.

‘It’s really interesting. According to the myth, humans weren’t how we are today. They were born with four arms, four legs, and a head with two faces. Humans were very proud but also dangerous. They soon became a threat to the Gods. Because they wanted to become the new Gods, in a way. And so the Gods didn’t like that, obviously. And Zeus came up with a solution. He split the humans in half. Not only would there be more humans to worship them, but they wouldn’t be as powerful and proud. But the humans were just miserable and in pain, and they had so spend the rest of their lives looking for their other half, their soulmate. They wouldn’t eat or sleep and didn’t care if they died. They were heartbroken, literally. Because their heart got broken in two.’ you say.

‘Wow.’ says Spencer. ‘I didn’t know that.’ Yes he did. ‘It’s fascinating, right? Makes you look at the world in a totally different way.’ you say.  ‘So, do you believe in soulmates, then?’ Spencer asks.  ‘Oh, I certainly do. I don’t know if I believe the myth, but I believe there’s a special someone for everyone. It just makes sense to me.’ you say.

Spencer nods slightly, and turns his head to look out the window. You don’t look out the window, your eyes are still fixed on Spencer. ‘How would you know if you met your soulmate, though?’ asks Spencer. ‘I don’t know. I just know. You just feel it, I think. That doesn’t make sense.’ you chuckle. ‘Yeah, it does.’ says Spencer. ‘I can’t explain it either, but I understand what you’re trying to say. It’ll probably be like someone turned on the lights in your mind.’  ‘Yes, I suppose so.’ you say. 

‘What if you never meet your soulmate, though? That’s also a possibility.’ says Spencer.  ‘I don’t know what I’d do if I never met my soulmate.’ you say truthfully. ‘Really? You think that’s all that matters?’ says Spencer. ‘Well, no. But I’ve dreamed of meeting my soulmate ever since I was a little kid. For as long as I can remember.’ you say. ‘What if you’ve already met them but didn’t realise it?’ says Spencer. ‘Oh, I really hope I’ve already met them.’ you say.

Spencer raises his eyebrows and chuckles. ‘You said that fast. Someone on your mind?’ Fuck. Calm down. He can’t know. Then again, he’s a genius. He could have figured it out a long time ago he just didn’t tell you. But how do you hide something like that? What if he found out and didn’t tell you because he’s not interested in you like that?

‘Y/N?’ says Spencer. You hadn’t realised how far you sunk into your thoughts. ‘Sorry. Dozed off for a second.’ you say. ‘Yes, I noticed. I asked if there was someone on your mind?’ he asks. ‘Actually, there is someone on my mind, yeah.’ you say, avoiding eye contact. ‘Really? Who?’ he says. ‘Like I’m gonna tell you.’ you say and you chuckle.

‘I can keep a secret.’ says Spencer. You shake your head. ‘It’s not about wether you can keep it a secret or not.’ you say.  Spencer gasps. ‘Is it someone we both know?’ he says. ‘Shh!’ you say. ‘You’ll wake the team!’ ‘Aha! So it is someone we both know!’ he says cheerfully. ‘But there aren’t a lot of people outside work that we both know. So it must be someone that works in law enforcement. That’s still a lot. You’d have to see them frequently, and know them.’ he’s talking fast. He’s talking to himself rather than to you. He’s solving it as he’s talking. ‘But other than the team we don’t see people at work that regularly. So that means it’s someone on the team. It’s not Rossi, he’s way too old. Not Hotch, either, he’s also too old. Morgan doesn’t seem like your type so that leaves...’ Spencer finally looks up at you. ‘Me.’ he says softly. 

‘I’m going to get a fresh cup of coffee.’ you say hastily and you quickly get up and walk away from Spencer. You pour yourself a cup of coffee as slow as you can. However, after some time you can’t stall anymore. You slowly walk back to your seat, not looking at Spencer. There’s an awkward silence between the two of you as you drink your coffee and try to remain calm.

‘Why didn’t you tell me?’ says Spencer. ‘You and your stupid genius brain.’ you mutter softly. ‘I kept it to myself for so long. I should’ve never said anything about that stupid myth.’ ‘Actually, I already knew about that myth.’ says Spencer. You glance at him before quickly looking out the window again. ‘Not helping, Spence.’ you say. ‘Sorry.’ he says.  ‘Wait, if you already know the myth, then why did you say you didn’t?’ you ask, giving him a confused look.

Spencer shrugs. ‘Wanted to hear it from you.’ he says. You narrow your eyes at him. ‘Why?’ you say. He shrugs again. ‘Just because.’ he says. 

You shake your head. ‘No. You always have a reason for everything. Your reason can’t be “just because”, that’s not like you at all.’ you say. ‘I wanted to hear it from you.’ says Spencer. ‘That’s the reason. Because you’d tell me.’

You give him another confused look. ‘I don’t get it.’ you say. Spencer sighs. ‘Look, I’m really not good about talking about my feelings.’ he says, his cheeks turning slightly red. ‘But when Morgan set me up for a blind date, I didn’t dare to say no. I’ve never wanted to go on a blind date. Morgan said I needed to go out more and maybe I do. I just hoped it’d be with you.’ 

‘If you’re messing with me, Spencer, it’s really not funny.’ you say.  ‘No, no, I’m not.’ he says quickly. ‘Look, on the first day we met at the BAU I instantly memorised how you like your coffee so I could get you some if you wanted it. I always sit next to you on the plane or in front of you because I like looking at you. You make me feel like no one has made me feel before. Whenever I’m with you I feel safe and calm. Like coming home after a long day. I just feel at home when I’m with you. I swear, I’m not messing with you.’ he says. 

‘If you felt that way, how come you never showed it?’ you say, failing to repress a smile.  ‘I told you, I’m not good when it comes to talking about feelings. And also I never really thought you’d feel the same.’ he says. ‘Well, I’m glad I brought up that myth.’ you say. Spencer smiles at you. ‘Yeah, me too.’

You glance over his shoulder at the sleeping team members. ‘You think they heard anything?’ you say. Spencer looks over his shoulder at the others. They’re all fast asleep, no one showing any signs they woke up during your conversation with Spencer. ‘I don’t think so.’ he says. ‘Good.’ you say. ‘Let’s just keep this between the two of us ‘til we solve this case and get back home. Then we can figure it all out, okay?’ you say. ‘Okay.’ says Spencer and he smiles at you again. 

‘So, you’ve read all about the case. What do you think so far?’ you say. Spencer takes the files in his hands and looks at them. He starts explaining his thoughts but you’re too busy looking at him to listen to what he's saying. After a few minutes, he’s onto you and catches your eye. You smile and he blushes. At least you could look at him without being afraid he’d catch you looking at him. 

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Starlight - Trip Tucker

One word request: Trip Tucker + Starlight A/N: I liked writing this! also I miss trip I should rewatch ent asap. enjoy reading! :)

‘Trip.’ you say rather firmly.  ‘What?’ he says innocently. ‘Remove your hand from my ass.’ you say. ‘Was just helping you up.’ says Trip. ‘We are on duty.’ you whisper-shout at him.

You are currently stuck in a jefferies tube, doing some small repairs. Trip, your boyfriend, thought he’d help you up. You’re lucky no crew member saw you. Your relationship with Trip is still a secret, though you feel like any day Trip could expose you because he’s such a damn tease. Can’t seem to keep his hands to himself for one minute. 

‘Whatever you say, starlight.’ says Trip, and he lets go of you. You roll your eyes and continue to work. You’re officially not an engineer, you’re a science officer. However, you’re often found in engineering when Trip needs an extra hand and suddenly all of the other engineers are busy or not on duty.

You know it’s an excuse to spend time with him. And though you’re grateful for every moment you get to spend with him, you did tell him he can’t ask you to come down to engineering every time the two of you are on duty. Simply because people would start to notice. 

When you’re done with the repairs, you get down and hand the tools back to Trip. ‘All fixed.’ you say. ‘Next time you need someone to climb into the jefferies tube, you can ask Hoshi, she’s shorter than me, I had to squeeze myself in there.’

Trip raises his eyebrows at you and you laugh. ‘Kidding.’ you say. ‘I’m always happy to help out my favorite engineer.’ 

You quickly look around the room. There’s a handful of crew members, but they’re all busy with their tasks, not paying attention to you and Trip. Therefore, you quickly lean in and kiss Trip’s cheek. 

‘See you at dinner.’ you say cheerfully before leaving engineering. 

Though you and Trip try your best to keep your relationship private, the two of you figured there’d be nothing wrong with the two of you having dinner in the mess hall. Half of the time, other crew members joined you, and it would be weird if you started avoiding each other.

And, on top of getting to spend time with each other, if you had been working late, you could take a walk around the ship without anyone seeing you. Given that private moments rarely happened, taking a walk after you finish having dinner had always been your favorite activity to do with Trip.

Luckily, today is one of those late shifts. Though you’re exhausted, you’re happy when you and Trip finish dinner and you can go for a short walk. There’s still a few people working, and you don’t want to be caught holding hands. You do walk very close to him, though.  

You’re telling Trip a funny story about your time at the Academy. You and Hoshi, your roommate at the time, had gotten in trouble at a bar and there just so happened to be a highly ranked officer present, who saw the whole thing. 

But when you look to your left to see Trip’s reaction, you’re sure he didn’t listen to a thing you said. He looks at you and there’s a smile on his lips.

‘Did you hear what I just said?’ you ask him. ‘Nah.’ he says truthfully. ‘Was too busy lookin’ at you.’ You chuckle and playfully roll your eyes. ‘Do you ever hear a word I say?’ you say. ‘Yea, ‘course.’ says Trip. ‘You look beautiful, starlight.’

You jump a bit when someone clears their throat. You look over Trip’s shoulder and see none other than Captain Archer, as well as Malcolm. Your eyes widen in horror and you look at Trip, hoping he knows how to get out of this. Trip turns around, looking at Archer and Malcolm.

‘Uh- what I meant was... the light from the stars. It’s really beautiful from this side of the ship.’ says Trip, stuttering. 

‘Yeah.’ you say, joining his story. ‘It’s like it’s brighter from this side of the ship.’ You quickly turn your head to look at Trip. ‘Do you still need me to help fix that thing in engineering, commander?’ you say, trying to sign with your eyes without Archer and Malcolm noticing.

‘Yep.’ he says. ‘Yeah, I definitely need help with that thing. Shall we?’ ‘Right away.’ you say and you quickly walk past Archer and Malcolm, closely followed by Trip.

Archer and Malcolm look at the two of you as you and Trip make your way to engineering. Once you’re out of their hearing range, Malcolm turns to Archer.

‘Do they really not know we figured them out a long time ago?’ says Malcolm. ‘Apparently not.’ says Archer, failing to suppress a smile.  ‘We should tell them, right?’ says Malcolm. ‘That we know?’ ‘Or we could just let it rest for a little while longer.’ says Archer, a slightly amused tone in his voice. ‘Let’s see if he accidentally calls her starlight when there’s other crew members around. I have a feeling Trip is going to let it slip, I’d bet on it.’

Malcolm holds out his hand to captain Archer. ‘I think Y/N is the one to let it slip. Want to actually bet on it?’ he says. ‘You’re on.’ says Archer and he shakes Malcolm’s hand.

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