🌙 Moon Sang

Name: Moon, Gender: Female - she/her, Requests: OPEN, Age: 20

[moon-sang]

𝔐𝔬𝔬𝔫’𝔰 𝔐𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌙

𝕄𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟, 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕣𝕦𝕝𝕖𝕤!

A/N: The characters who don’t have a link attached to them means I haven’t written anything for them yet but I accept requests for them, so be the first to request something of those characters!

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐬

Din Djarin ✨

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鬼滅の刃 (𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫)

Inosuke Hashibira ✨

Giyu Tomioka ✨

Shinobu Kocho ✨

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𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐂𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞

Loki Laufeyson✨

Wanda Maximoff ✨

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ᴛʜᴀɴᴋꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ꜱᴛᴏᴘᴘɪɴɢ ʙʏ!

[subbmissivesuccubus]

Oh God. You were going to die. This was it. It wasn't demons or Muzan that take you in the end. It was your damn husband and his insatiable lust and stamina.

Lying face down on the bed, you panted against the mattress, your face a mess of tears and sweat, hair sticking to your forehead, eyes rolled up and cheeks painted a bright red. Behind you, tugging at his cock and eager for round...whatever the next number- was your husband.

Maybe you shouldn't have riled him up the way you did. You know how possessive he can be so why on Earth did you purposefully get him jealous by flirting with another man? Oh, right. Because you wanted to get fucked rougher. Well, you got what you wanted and now you're going to die.

You jumped as you felt the familiar sensation of a fat cock press against your entrance, your stuffed cunt instantly begging for mercy. You swore that if he fucked you one more time- made you cum one more time- filled you with his seed even one more time- you'd see the pearly white gates call for you.

You gripped onto the bedsheets and pulled yourself away, your body working on autopilot as your husband had successfully fucked the brain cells out of you. You heard him chuckle as you tried to crawl away, your body feeling like jelly, your arms and legs numb and barely capable of getting you to the edge of the bed before:

A pair of hands grabbed you by the hips and dragged you back, laughing at your whine of protest. Uzui reeled his hand back and smacked you across your already beaten ass before he spread your legs and gave an equally painful spank to your pussy, making you scream. "Now, what made you think that was a smart idea? Try running away again and see what happens."

Obanai lets you think you escaped before he grabbed you by the ankles, ignoring your cries as he pulled you back towards him. He flipped you onto your back like you weighed nothing, making you squeal as he took a nipple between his fingers and twisted, your back arching off the bed. "Are you trying to piss me off even more?"

Just as you reached the edge of the bed, wondering if you could make it, you felt Rengoku press himself against your back and- oh- fuck! He slid right inside you! You gasped as the man pushed his cock in with one fell swoop, taking your breath away as he instantly started moving his hips, preferring to fuck you where you were instead of dragging you back. "Get comfortable, baby. I'm not done with you."

Sanemi caught you the second you tried to move, simply reaching forward to grab a fistful of your hair and pull harshly. You yelped as your neck was forced to snap back, your back arching as your husband pulled at your hair, his other hand looping to the front to grab you by the neck before he leaned towards your ear and growled: "I'm going to give you a choice. I can fuck you here, on the bed, or I chase you and fuck you where I catch you and trust me, I won't be as nice."

Gyomei didn't say anything, even as you got off the bed and onto your wobbly feet. You wondered if you could just leave when he said, in his booming voice: "Are you sure that's what you want to do?" You froze, body trembling. Why was one sentence enough for you to rethink your whole lives decisions? You didn't know what Gyomei meant by it, but you knew it probably wouldn't be fun. With a gulp, you climbed back onto the bed before getting in front of your husband. You spread your legs wide as you lay down in front of him, reaching down to grab at his fat cock and press it against your entrance. The man smiled as he slowly started to sink inside your familiar heat. "Good girl."

Giyuu grabbed you by the legs and pulled you back while also changing his own position. To your horror, you found yourself slung over his knee, a predicament you just experienced an hour before which was why your ass was a bright red already. You started apologizing profusely, kicking your legs like a toddler but your husband simply ignored your pleas and held you down, the task quite easy for him even if one arm of his was free to do the spanking. "It seems one round wasn't enough to discipline you. Guess we have to go again."

[moon-sang]

Heyy i have no idea if you’re active but I have a request! mando x reader : reader gets caught in the crossfire of a battle with mando. or reader jumps infront of a shot meant for Mando they sense would hit him fatally (force sensitive but not a jedi).

Hi! I’m so sorry for just disappearing 😭 things are really hectic atm— so this blog is put on pause until I can find time, but that doesn’t mean I’ll stop using tumblr all together! If u don’t wanna wait plz ask someone else cos ur can be a while ❤️

[moon-sang]

Hello to my followers and anyone else who is kind enough to read my fic- I’ve been gone for AGES and I need to start creating again- so look out for a new story by me soon. I’m finally getting back into writing🤣

[moon-sang]

Could You Imagine If These Two We’re Siblings 😂😂😂

Btw the girl is Gamora from Marvel when she is young

[moon-sang]

𝙶𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗

~ 𝘋𝘪𝘯 𝘋𝘫𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

SUMMARY: A Mandalorian myth is proven to be true, but what’s that got to do with you? Turns out...more than you thought. 

WARNINGS: Set before Mando get’s the darksaber, Talk of being possessed, Made up Mandalorian myth, Fem!reader, Reader is described as smaller than Din, ANGST, mature language, a little bit of references to the adventures of puss in boots because the storyline is awesome XD, pls tell me if I miss anything. 

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“Well, we’re finally here.”

The triangular obelisk stood proud and tall in front of the four of you. Or should you say hovered proud and tall. The stone the obelisk was made of was eroded and covered in dust, making the symbols carved into the stone almost impossible to read. 

Under the markings on the rock was a hand imprint. 

“Where’s the cabur? [guardian]?” Exclaims Paz.

“The legend says Sage Vizsla chose three cabur’s; Green, Orange, and Red, Green the merciful yet strong one, Orange the evil merciless one, and Red the chaos one, yet sympathetic.” Taroh states, going over the legend again. 

“We faced the green one when we got the emerald flower, we faced the orange one when we got the amber flower, where’s the cabur to protect the ruby flower?” Vizsla groans in question. 

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EARLIER THAT DAY

“So what are we doing on Mandalore?” You ask, all too intrigued. 

“I am in debt to Paz Vizsla from when he saved me back on Nevarro, so he has asked me to accompany him on this mission on Mandalore.” He replies. 

“And what’s the mission?” You question, eyebrow quirked. 

Din sighs coming to a halt. 

“It’s a long story.” He argues. 

“Well I wanna know what I’m getting into.” You chuckle, batting your eyes innocently at him. 

“You? No, you’re staying with the armourer, it’s WAY too dangerous where I’m going.”

“But-” You start. 

“This isn’t up for debate, Y/n.” And with that he starts walking in large strides through the remains of Mandalore, not giving you the chance to ask any more questions. 

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Soon after, the two of you found the armourer with two other Mandalorian’s; Paz Vizsla and Taroh Nem. 

“Ah, you’re finally here.” grumbled Taroh. 

Din offers a curt nod, before-

“We must leave straight away, times running out.” Vizsla hurries, ushering both Din and Taroh to their transport. 

“Stay with the armourer.” were Din’s last orders before being shoved into the ship. 

The engines roar to life and you watch as the ship lifts off of the ground, before zooming into hyperspace. The frown on your face deepens when you can no longer see the it. 

With a sigh you turn around and follow the armourer into the secluded covert on Mandalore.

You take a seat by a stone table...if it even was a table and stare into space, already bored out of your brain. 

“You want to go with them.” 

A voice suddenly booms through the empty hallway. 

Your head snaps to the armourer. 

“I-” You start. 

The armourer tilts her helm to the side, drinking in your form. 

“Yeah, kind of.” You laugh. 

“Din Djarin is right. It is very dangerous where he is going.” She exclaims. 

“W-where is he going?” You ask, getting slightly worried for his safety yourself. 

“Multiple places.” She announces, short and sharp. 

You sigh. 

“Can I at least know what they’re doing?” You plead. 

The armourer sighs and takes a seat opposite of you. 

“A long time ago, a Mandalorian named Sage Vizsla, Paz’s ancestor, bred a powerful plant, and it was able to create a medicine that could restore youth to those who drank it out of soup and cure their diseases. However, when it got into the wrong hands, it was remade into a killing plant, the pollen was changed to speed up the ageing process until the victim died within seconds. When Sage figured this out, he took every single one of his sacred flowers and killed them all, but one pair.” She explains. 

“It took three flowers to create the remedy of curing diseases and restoring youth. A green one, the emerald flower, an orange one, the amber flower, and the main ingredient; the ruby flower, which was red. He hid all three of the last flowers he kept alive in seperate temples, which he then chose three people to guard those flowers, which we call cabur’s, which means guardian’s in basic.” She takes a quick breath before continuing. 

“However, instead of trusting the cabur’s to guard it themselves, he put an ancient spell on them which would make them even stronger and deadlier. It also made them only loyal to him only, this way he knew he could trust them. So the cabur’s had no control over what they did, as long as they completed their mission of protecting the last of those flowers, they were satisfied....they could never live normal lives and were bound to their temples.” She sighs. 

“Taroh’s daughter is awfully sick, the doctors on Nevarro have claimed that she will die before she is 20. Vizsla and Taroh want to take the last of the flowers to cure her, and any other person who may be sick, they think there is greater purpose in those flowers than keeping them locked up in a temple.” She continues, getting up to pour you a small chalice of tea.

“I can help them,” You blurt, fascinated with this Mandalorian tale. 

The armourer scoffs, and then chuckles. 

“How so?” She questions, the smile audible in her tone. 

“I studied archaeology, I can read seven dialects of ancient symbols, maybe there will be some symbols they will not be able to read.” You suggest. 

She hums in agreement and goes silent for a second.

“It will be dangerous.” She says.

“Especially with the cabur’s they will have to fight.” 

“I want. to. help.” You affirm. 

She clenches and unclenches her fists, obviously debating whether she should let you go or not. But then-

“Alright, I will let you go, but first, you need to be prepared, I will pack you a bag.” 

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Of course you had gotten a scolding from Din when you got to him (the armourer sent you to where they were) for not staying, but he couldn’t be too mad at you, after all, the armourer had let you go, even when he specifically told her not to, besides, you were proving to been very helpful with your reading skills. 

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PRESENT DAY

You stared at the obelisk in amazement. How was it floating without anything supporting it? 

“Do you think the cabur for the ruby flower is dead, already?” Taroh ponders. 

“I doubt it.” Din replies instantly, fingers twitching at his stun blaster, whilst the other kept you behind him. 

“Be cautious, the red cabur is said to be the most dangerous.” One of the Mandalorian’s say, but you’re barely paying attention anymore. You’re too focused on the enchanting way the obelisk is calling to you. Like a siren it draws you in closer and closer until you’re standing right in front of it. 

“I’d be careful, Y/n, the cabur could come from anywhere. He wouldn’t let you get anywhere near the ruby flower” One says. 

And then, as if on cue, the ruby flower unravels itself right on top of the obelisk, twirling gently in midair. 

You can’t help but let out a small ‘woah’ looking at the hypnotising flower. It’s petals were a menacing red with black tips, and rosy pink bits as the petals dipped inwards, towards the centre. 

You didn’t get long to admire the lushness of the flower because suddenly a red light bursts out of the flower and surges towards you. 

“Y/n!”  Was the last thing you heard, before your vision was lost, along with your thoughts. 

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When the light had finally faded Y/n stood still in front of them, perched exactly where she was before the light invaded their vision. 

“Y/n?” Din calls, worry evident in his voice. 

Her head was dropped as she slowly turned to face him. Her eyes were closed, her eyelids occasionally twitching. 

And then her lashes lifted, revealing her eyes...but they weren’t her usual sweet e/c, no, no colour could be seen in her eyes except for the glowing dark red which occupied her pupils and irises, and tinted the white in her eyes slightly pink from the glow. 

“...Oh...MAKER.. DIN! SHE’S THE RED CABUR!” Shouts Taroh. 

Din’s eyes widen underneath his helmet. 

You...were the...guardian of..the ruby flower? But...HOW? He would know if you were...you would have know you were...

Don’t get him wrong...you were more than worthy to be the cabur of the ruby flower, you were strong, intelligent, kind, and beautiful...but...it was you! And now...He would have to....knock you out...hurt you.. so he could get the flower.

“Leave.” Was all you had said before readying the blood red sword that appeared in your hand from the light. 

“No, I need that flower.” Taroh growls, before rushing at her. 

“No!” Din yelled, but was seemingly frozen in place from shock. 

Taroh readies his sword to slash at you in midair, but as he jumped at you, your arm shot out and flung him into the nearest wall, as if he had weighed nothing. 

Your eyes were crinkled in a deadly rage of red and this time you had rushed at Paz. 

Vizsla ignited his jet pack and flew up, before you got a clean shot at him. However, you had gained the powers of the cabur and your jumps had been heightened. So you jumped onto a wall and flipped off of that onto Vizsla’s back, slashing the jetback. “Shit!” He yells as she jumps off of him and Vizsla crashes into the wall, landing on top of Taroh. 

Now that the two of them were unconscious, you had turned your attention to DIn. 

“Mesh’la..” He warns gently. 

You jump and spin in the air landing your blade on his spear he had managed to pull out in the knick of time. 

“Meshurok, you need to-” You slash at his head and he ducks. 

“Snap-” Your blades clash, and you push him up against a wall.

“Out of-” You sweep at his feet, but he manages to step over your leg.

“It!” 

You growl and twist around him attempting to stab him in the back, but he spins quickly and you stab his shoulder instead. 

He grunts in, and quickly pins you to the obelisk when he sees the chance. 

You grunt and try to kick him but he’s holding you in place. 

“STOP IT! You need to snap out of the spell!” He yells, his voice crackling under the modulator. 

You thrash under his hold, trying to fulfil your duty in protecting the ruby flower. 

Din is starting to worry. What if he couldn’t save you...what if this spell was going to take over the rest of your life? 

What was he going to d-

The...song..

His mother used to sing him...

It was worth a shot. 

And so he started to sing to you. Although through the pained grunts he was making it didn’t sound like a chorus he was singing, just broken words he didn’t know the meaning of. 

“Quer Shru-” 

You grunt and yell and writh underneath his weight, but he doesn’t let up, only continues singing to you, in the hopes it would do something.

“Shrey, doveru.” He grunts out. 

Then he sees it. 

The raging red in your eyes fades slightly. 

It was working..

He continues to grunt out words of the lullaby his mother sung to him as you struggled against his grip. 

“Trullap Cro sweo, medalda shiu-”

You start panting as you become weaker and start submitting to Din’s weight. You were transforming back to your normal self. 

“Miarwu, soru sha.” He himself pants the words out in laboured breathes. 

And finally the last of the red had disappeared from your eyes, and your black pupils came back to you, including your control on your own mind. 

When he is certain you won’t attack him, he cups your cheek gently, catching his breath with you. 

“Mesh’la.” He says finally. 

“Din.” You whisper. 

He rests his head upon yours, absent-mindedly giving you a keldable kiss. 

“I-I hurt you!” You whimper.

He shushes you and brings you in for a hug. 

“I-I couldn’t control it” You sob.

“Shh, I know, sweet girl.” 

After holding on to each other for a while longer you smile gently. 

“The song.” You whisper. 

Din too smiles under his helm. 

He had once used that song on you previously to pull you out of a really bad panic attack you were having. It had lulled you to sleep instantly and you had expressed you liked it the day after. 

“Let’s go home.” He says, just as the two other Mandalorian’s began to wake up. 

You nod.

“Home.” 

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Just To Clear Some Things Up:

~ Y/n didn’t want to not let them get the flower she had no choice because of the spell put on her and the other guardian’s.

~ Taroh’s daughter was healed because the managed to get the flower with Y/n’s approval and support

~ The two other guardian’s were not killed because lets face it Din isn’t one to kill innocents, so they were just knocked out.

~ The lullaby is a language I made up, and can translate to whatever you wish it to translate to. 

If there is anything else you need cleared up please comment.

REQUESTS CLOSED

[stormyblue90]

Jedi Self Picrew

Using this Picrew make a Jedi (or Sith) ‘sona and tag some folks!

I’m gonna tag…. @sleepingsun501 @rexxdjarin @smolqui-gon @daimyosprincess @goldleaf-art  @theedwardianone @turtlepie​ and anyone else who wants to do this!

[sleepingsun501]

I’ve already done a Jedi version of myself in the past, so here’s the Sith version.

(Trying to think of everybody I know who has Jedi OCs…) NPTs: @writingbylee @ner-runi @wild-karrde @book-of-baba-fett @twistedstitcher27 @samspenandsword

[twistedstitcher27]

Thanks for the tag @sleepingsun501!!!

I made Sinda with this a while back, so I figured I’d make Sith!Sinda for….reasons…😈 rather than myself

NPTs @rain-on-kamino @eyecandyeoz @misogirl828 @littlemousedroid @maulslittlemeowmeow @patchmates @palliateclaws

[rain-on-kamino-deactivated20231]

Thank you @twistedstitcher27 for the tag.

Here I am as a sad Jedi.

No pressure tags: @brownstalebread @starstofillmydream @obihiddlenox @june-girl-86

[june-girl-86]

Thank you for tagging @rain-on-kamino ☀️

I have not taken me but Liara from the burden of responsibility 😃

No pressure Tags:

@mrs-djarin-89 @fangirlingcentral @insomniamamma @foxlace @mandosmistress @charnelhouse @novemberrain-writes

[insomniamamma]

thanks for the tag @june-girl-86! I made an angry little sith lady. cause I’m cranky.

np tags: @grogusmum @oonajaeadira @spookoofins @honestly-shite @quica-quica-quica @oo-hazel-oo @the-blind-assassin-12

[grogusmum]

Thanks for tagging me J!!! 💚

@writeforfandoms @mandoblowmybackout @firstofficerwiggles and of course as always

ALL PLAY!

[firstofficerwiggles]

This was so much fun!!! Thanks for the tag @grogusmum ! I decided to make a fun alien Jedi. This is her official Jedi ID photo. Ahsoka dared her to stick out her tongue for the picture, and of course, she had to do it.

No pressure tags: @onabouteverything @becks-things @moonstrider9904 @acourtofsnakes @monako-jinn-stories @ghostofskywalker-main @omegathebadbach @hello-th3r3 or anyone who wants to play!!

[jinn-the-storyteller]

This was so fun! Thank you for the tag @firstofficerwiggles <3💜

Added a little blush because Sans said some dumb pick up line in the middle of a battle and she had to give him this look😂

No pressure tags! @cosmicghostie @oo-hazel-oo @thereforepizza @ilikemymendarkandfictional @imabeautifulbutterfly @ladykatakuri @kixthecondomfairy @medickixfanpage @nahoney22 and anyone else who would like to join!

[ladykatakuri]

Thank you @monako-jinn-stories for tagging me in this nice picrew!

I have made Sage but if she would have been a Force sensitive or an actual jedi ( she is not , but it does not hurt to dream right? )

No pressure tags: @imabeautifulbutterfly @ashotofspotchka @photogirl894 @zoeykallus @healingskywalker @lozalot @kaminocasey @ladysongmaster @nahoney22 @eyecandyeoz

[zoeykallus]

Thanks for the tag! @ladykatakuri

NPT: @arctrooper69 @fiveshelmet @agenteliix @tech-deck @chopperbase @palliateclaws @heumilch @omglisalithium @urfriendlyneighbornightfury @greaser-wolf @starwarsnonsense @littlefeatherr @nunanuggets @moonlighthuntress @kellygreeny and everyone else who would like to😊

[agenteliix]

Eheheh thanks for the tag @zoeykallus.

NPT: @eyes-of-the-rave, @arctrooper69, @justanothersadperson93, @crosshairsimp73, @projectdaydreamer, @stardust9905, @bibannana and anyone else!

[stardust9905]

Hehe thank you for the tag @agenteliix !!

Couldn’t decide on a lightsaber colour so why not go with the darksaber? 🤭

NPTs: @clu-ven @ranosrambles @kaminocasey @rain-on-kamino @2clones-1kamino @solarilou @bibannana @mysticalgalaxysalad @ariadnes-red-thread @photogirl894 @xoxopredilection @neon-junkie

@ anyone else who’d like to join :D

[merakimaiden]

Thanks for the tag bestie @stardust9905 <3

could’ve sworn ive made this before i cant remember

Myself as a- uhh Grey Jedi? Sith?

NPT : @roguetonorth @darklordofthesimp @oliviajdjarin @moon-sang @randomboostsofmotivation and anyone else who’d like to join <3

[roguetonorth]

Oop i love this!

Npt: @darklordofthesimp @moon-sang @dontletyourchildrenwatchthis @dindjarindiaries @starstruck-loner

[moon-sang]

Thanks for the tag, this picrew has developed so much since I last used it!!! ❤️❤️❤️

NO PRESSURE TAGS: @darklordofthesimp @pedropascpasc @jedi-archives @scoliobean

(sorry if I’ve tagged anyone who has already played)

[moon-sang]

The Girl By The River Update

I’m sorry the next chapter has taken so long to come out, I managed to get COVID (just my luck) right before New Year’s Eve, so for about a week I haven’t felt up to writing things, so now that I have recovered I am ready to finish the next chapter, which should be out in 10 days latest

[moon-sang]

ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ ꜱʟᴀʏᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ

𝙸𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚎 ✨

Friend Or Foe ~ Inosuke makes an unlikely friend - Demon!reader

. 𝙶𝚒𝚢𝚞𝚞 ✨

* nothing here yet, be the first to request <3

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𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚞 ✨

* nothing here yet, be the first to request <3

[moon-sang]

hewo, I saw ur masterlist and it said you take requests for Inosuke so hehe 😏

Could I request maybe a demon reader (to make it interesting) and maybe Inosuke is ordered to take her down whilst Tanjiro and Zenitsu kill another demon, but Inosuke actually grows a bond with the demon (maybe she’s a bit mischievous in a non-sexual way) and he finds out she has never eaten anyone before much like Nezuko.

BONUS: Tanjiro and Zenitsu confused as hell when they see Inosuke holding hands with the demon walking back to them 😂

you don’t have to do this, it’s just been something on my mind ❤️

Friend Or Foe?

Inosuke x Fem!Reader

A/N: This is my first time writing for kny characters so pls be kind with feedback if you have any ❤️

SUMMARY: Inosuke finds an unlikely friend.  OR

The request.

WARNINGS: fluff, mild angst, Fem!reader, demon!reader, mature language, maybe a tiny bit of tension, mischievous!reader, I think that’s about it, please tell me if I miss anything!

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The cave is covered in fog as Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and Inosuke make their way further in. An ethereal glow illuminates the crescent shaped moon as rays of white moonshine emanates the top of the mountain’s head.

“G-g-guys, this is getting really creepy!” Zenitsu whimpers, body ragged and trembling in fear. “Stop being such a baby, Monitsu!” Yells Inosuke, triggering the blonde even more. “STOP SCREAMING SO LOUD!! YOU’RE GONNA KILL US, YOU MORON” Tanjiro audibly sighs, turning to face both his teammates who were in a fist fight by then. “This isn’t going to work” He whispers, loud enough for Zenitsu and Inosuke to hear. “W-what isn’t going to work, Tanjiro?” Zenitsu asks in confusion. “I can smell two different scents … I think there are two demons here.” He exclaims. “wHaT!!! THIS IS BAD, THIS IS REALLY, REALLY B-” 

“I think we should split up.” Tanjiro explains 

“YEAH!”  “WE CAN’T SPLIT UP, THAT DEMON WILL KILL US ALL, AAAAAH!”  “it’s ok Zenitsu, you can come with me. Will you be alright on your own Inosuke?”  Tanjiro questions.

“I’ll be fine, Gonpachiro!”

Tanjiro doesn’t even get a chance to respond when Inosuke is already dashing past him, headed straight for the entrance of the cave AKA the wrong way. It takes a few seconds before the green eyed man comes running back, realising his mistake, and finding the right track to the demon he was to fight.

~~~

A forest of blood red crystals formed a small trail for Inosuke to follow. His boar mask was reflected through the many diamonds that sprung from the ground, like small crops. As the demon slayer strode through the diamond garden the more he began to feel like he was being followed. 

With a swift turn of his heels he spins around and almost bumps into the demon. 

Dangerous e/c eyes stared back at him, yet there was a sprinkle of innocence in them. Her skin was a clear s/c, but slightly paled, most likely from being a demon. She bared her fangs at him in a toothy grin, eyes glimmering in mischief. 

Inosuke cackles and reaches for his swords….Only, they’re not there-

“Huh?”

“Looking for something?” Sneers the demon girl, holding his swords in a reverse grip. 

“HEY!! THOSE ARE MINE!” Inosuke yells, pointing an accusing finger at her. “Can I have them?” She asks with a knowing sly smirk. 

“ABSOLUTELY NOT” He grunts. 

Her smile widens and she bolts past him, taking his swords with her.

Damn, she was a fast demon…

“HEY! GET BACK HERE!”  It didn’t take long for Inosuke to catch up to her, after all he was used to chasing Monitsu all the time.  He chased the demon to a dead-end, with only an unclimbable mountain above her. 

“HA! I WIN!” He yells as she stops running, realising her situation.  “Do you?” She asks with a quirk.  Without warning, the demon girl jumps in midair, but instead of landing on the ground again, a small rounded crystal path forms under her feet. 

“HEY, THAT’S CHEATING!”  As Inosuke starts to charge at her, she takes another step, and as if she were climbing a set of crystal stairs, another path formed under feet, as the previous one faded. She continued the same pattern until she was on top of the mountain that once towered over her. 

“NO FAIR!” 

With a mockingly sympathetic smile, she chucks two diamond daggers down. Surprisingly, when they hit the ground, they do not break. 

Inosuke picks them up in question, but quickly realises what he needed to do. 

With an all too familiar laugh he jabs one of the diamond dagger's into the mountain rock. Once again, it does not break. Must have some weird demon spell on it. Thought the demon slayer. He does the same with the other dagger, and slowly climbs up the mountain that way. 

He’s surprised to see the demon hadn’t moved from her place, when he finally reaches the top. 

“Took you long enough.” She blurts.  Inosuke clenches his fists. 

Finally, some challenge. He pondered. 

As much as the boar masked man hated to admit it, he was actually having a little fun…with a..demon.. 

she must have put him under a spell to like her, yeah! That’s what it is! 

“I don’t know what game you’re playing, but I will slay you!” He exclaims. 

“Then hurry up and do it..” She giggles, throwing both his swords at him

He catches them with expert precision and readies them in his stance. 

She lifts her arm slightly and a diamond sword constructs itself in her hand.

She swings the sword so it’s in a reverse grip, and positions her self in a defensive stance. 

He charges at her, without wasting a second. 

Their swords clash and ring through the crystal cave. 

Inosuke lifts his swords off of hers and went for her head, a little hesitantly…after all.. he kinda liked her.  She ducks the swing of his sword and kicks him in the stomach, sending him crashing down to the floor. 

She menacingly walks over to him and offers her hand, encouraging him to take it. 

Instead, Inosuke sweeps her legs and she falls to the ground as well. From there, the demon slayer climbed on top of her and readies his sword at her neck. 

“Go on.” She says, when Inosuke hesitates.

“Slay me, demon slayer.” She chuckles.  “SHUT UP!”  Why was he having such a hard time decapitating her?

He stays hovering over her for a while longer, battling with his own mind on what he should do.

The demon yawns from underneath him, admittedly getting a little bored. 

“I’m hungry..” she groans.  actually..now that he thought about it, Inosuke was getting pretty hungry as well..

His stomach lets out a low growl at the mention of food and she chuckles. 

“Lets go get something to eat.”  “What the damn hell do you mean?! Aren’t I your meal?!” 

“Naaa, I don’t like fur in my food.” She snarks.  “Hey! What’s that supposed to mean?!” He barks.  she snickers in response, enjoying every moment of this. 

It had been a while since she was treated like she was normal. 

“How about.. some tempura?” She asks.  Inosuke’s ears go up at the mention of his favourite food and he immediately gets off of her. 

“You like tempura?” He asks, completely intrigued with her now. 

“Of course.” She says with a smirk.  He’s silent for a moment, before-

“LET’S GET TEMPURA!”  ~~

BONUS: 

“So you have two friends named Gonpachiro and Monichi?”  “Yup, my turn now.” 

“Do you eat humans?” He asks.  “No, I’ve never eaten human before, I can resist the urge to by consuming human food.” She says with a faint smile.  “oh” he says as they walked through the cave.  “Hey! Is that your friends over there?!” She asks as two figures appear at the entrance.  Inosuke squints and widens his eyes when he realises it’s his teammates. 

“Yeah! It is!” He replies, grabbing her hand and running towards them.  “ITADAKI TONTARO!”  Tanjiro turns his head in absolute confusion. 

“ITS TANJI-” He cuts himself off when he sees Inosuke running with what smells like a demon.

“Inosuke…who’s this?” He asks wearily.  “OH, THIS IS Y/L/N Y/N.” He blurts out.  “She’s a….-”

“Demon, I know.” He finishes for him.  “We’re gonna get some tempura!” He yells before bolting off, finding the closest restaurant that sells what he wants.  Tanjiro and Zenitsu exchange looks of absolute confusion and horror (in Zenitsu’s case). 

What had their friend gotten into this time? 

~~~

Requests open.

[moon-sang]

ᴅɪɴ ᴅᴊᴀʀɪɴ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ

𝒮𝐸𝑅𝐼𝐸𝒮

The Lilac Witch - [ON BREAK] ~ A companion of Din’s finds out there’s more to herself than she ever knew, and just how many threats there are from her existence.

Nothing Hurts As Much As You - [DISCONTINUED] ~ In order to protect his love, Din reluctantly abandons Y/n on Sorgan, but what happens when he comes back 9 days later? 

The Girl By The River - [STILL WRITING] ~ After finding the remote planet Odari, to lay low on with Grogu for a week or so, Din stumbles across a young girl washed up unconscious on the shoreline, with many secrets.

Small One - [DISCONTINUED] ~ Din finds out he has a sister

I Feel Cold - [COMPLETE] ~ Y/n is kidnapped by Gideon and tortured, but Din comes to the rescue. (Filled with angst) 

The Wastelands - [DISCONTINUED] ~ Din and Greef are sent to explore a newfound planet, which is supposed to have toxic air and uninhabitable, but that all changes when they find a small tribe with a leader by the name of Y/n.

𝒪𝒩𝐸𝒮𝐻𝒪𝒯𝒮

The Girl With The Coin ~ Whilst meeting up with a slaver, in the hopes of gaining information on Grogu and Gideon’s whereabouts, Din meets a peculiar little slave

Fireworks & Old Scars ~ You and Din open up about your past trauma’s 

Hold You Through The Tough Times ~ Din gives you the first hug you’ve ever gotten

36 Days ~ Even after fighting with Din, he still comforts you after a bad dream

Let Me Help ~ Din stumbles across your diary with suicidal thoughts in it

Balloon Fight! ~ You, Din, and the kid decide to have some watery fun

Help Me, Please ~ You get stuck under the bed and Din has to help you

You’re Mine, I’m Yours ~ Din Djarin has never been in love. Jealousy...was a new feeling for him. Especially when Paz would flirt with you.  Meshurok ~ After being apart for so long, Din finds someone he used to want. What happens when all his feelings for her start to bubble up again? 18+ Sooth ~ Din helps with your menstrual cramps

Regret ~ Din bumps into an old classmate, one in which he used to bully

Klutz ~ You were always the clumsy person, but this one fall may just change things with Din

Caught ~ Din helping you with self-harm

Brave Like You ~ After raiders locate the Crest you’re left to fend for yourself and the green bean whilst Din is on a hunt

Breaking Point ~ After getting into a big enough fight, Din unintentionally hits you

Please Don’t Touch Me ~ Din helps you with your fear of being touched

My Side! ~ You get into a blanket fight with Din

Will You Hold Me When I Collapse? ~ Din helps you cope with the loss of someone important to you 

Why Didn’t You Tell Me? ~ Din finds out you are a Jedi and ponders why you never felt comfortable enough to tell him

She’s Just Passionate ~ In which the Mandalorian travels with a fiery, hotheaded passionate reader

I’m Here For You ~ After your near death experience you’re pretty shook up, luckily you have Din to calm you down 

Welcome To My Family Kid ~ In which Din finds a child in the rain (kinda how 011 meets Mike)

Mine? ~ In which Gideon clones Din from a blood sample, and sends his clone, Y/n to kill him.

I Am The Grey ~ In which Din finds out you’re a grey Jedi

What I Don’t Have ~ With the ability to live forever the reader is left upset, knowing she will one day lose Din

[moon-sang]

ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɪɴ

Din Djarin x Teen!Reader

SUMMARY: When meeting up with a slaver who had information on where Gideon may have taken Grogu, Din comes across a peculiar little slave. 

WARNINGS: Slave!reader, Fem!Reader, Teen!reader, soft!Mando, angst (A LOT), fluff, cuteness!!!, mature language, typical violence, dad!Din, trauma and all the bad things that come with slavery @.@

~ There is ONE 鬼滅 の 刃 (Demon Slayer) reference in this.

WORDCOUNT: 1.5K

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Big, shiny armour was all you could see as you opened the door.

You silently gasp at how tall your new visitor is, taking a few careful steps back. The strange man in the helmet tilts his head to the side, taking recognition of your much, much smaller form. 

After a moment’s silence he nods his head once, before carefully stepping around, in such a gentle manner it has you dumbstruck. If it had been any other one of your master’s friends they would have pushed you into the wall laughing as they stumbled in. 

Weird...

“Aaah! Mando!” Exclaims your master. Maker, you could just gag at his sickly voice.

“Dru,” Mando greets. 

Your Jablogian master hobbles over to this Mando guy, his thick double chin bobbing up and down as he stumbled across the hall. 

“Have you brought the money?” Dru seethes, freckles of saliva spraying from his mouth as he spoke. 

The Mando nods his head and places a pouch of what you could only assume were creds, into his rough hand. 

“Aaah, very good, very good, now come, let us eat and talk about your little green womprat” He suggests, clapping his hands twice. Your breath hitches momentarily as you rush to your masters side. “Get us something to eat.” He snarls, shoving you into the kitchen. 

You stumble in and fall with an oomph. Quickly you force yourself up. Master did NOT like to wait. Grabbing a cutting board and knife you begin slicing a few fruits into small shapes, Just the way master liked it. You slide the fruits off of the wooden cutting board and into a rather big bowl, sprinkling some orange and lemon juice on top of it, for extra flavour. To finish off you pour two glasses of red wine before walking out. 

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You gently place the tray of food and wine on the small table before your master and ‘The Mando’ The Mando quickly thanks you in a timid voice, but does not make a move to grab anything to eat. 

Weird...

“Took you long enough!” Dru practically yells, snatching a piece of fruit and shoving it in his mouth. 

The Mando menacingly cocks his head to the side, staring at Dru in such confidence it was almost scary. 

Dru chuckles nervously and pushes the bowl across the table, encouraging The Mando to take a piece. 

He still makes no indication of wanting to have any. 

The man in the silver helmet pushes the bowl back to Dru, refusing his tempting offer. 

“Thank you for your communication.” The Mando offers, before stepping out of their small booth and making way for the exit. 

“Wait!” Dru yells in desperation. 

You knew that voice, he was hungry for more of his credits. 

“Please, mr. Mandalorian-”

Mr. Mandalorian?

“I will come along with you and save your green son, if you can pay me for my service.” He tries.

“No, thank you.” 

Mr. Mandalorian gives you a quick glance from behind him, and stutters in his confident strides to the door. However, with a quick shake of his head, he leaves the mansion.

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“YOU IDIOT!” Screams Dru. 

“It’s your fault he didn’t stay!”

You quickly duck as another spice tray is thrown at your head. 

“You weren't doing things right! You-you were standing wrong! You....you chose the wrong wine! IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT!” He screams, slapping you hard enough on the cheek to send you to the stone floor. 

You whimper, but allow no tears to pass.

“I’m sorry, master.” You barely say above a whisper. 

Dru scoffs incredulously, eyeing you in disgust. 

“Sorry won’t cut it. I think it’s time I sold you off to someone else, and get me a more useful slave. What do you think...Y/l/n?”

You’re about to answer when a powerful punch is delivered to your stomach. Once again you crumble to the cool floor, willing the pain everywhere to go away.

Of course..it does not.

A forceful kick is swung and landed to the side of your head, and that was the last grip of reality you had before you mind swam into unconsciousness. 

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“Get.....need....bandages......quickly...” 

You could distinctly hear someone speaking, but the sound of your breaths and your heartbeat were too loud to decipher what they were saying. You strained your ears even harder to try and make out some of what the person was saying, wanting to gain some sense of your surroundings.

“I need some bandages, and get some bacta too!”

Hey...that kind of sounds like....The Mando? 

You force your eyes open, instantly regretting it as a sharp hot white pain shot through your skull. 

You whimper and let your head lull against someones arms. 

“Shhh, it’s ok, you’re ok.” 

An arm moves across your waist and pulls you a bit to closer to-

wait

was someone holding you?......

Was that the smell of smoke??

Your head was spinning and The Mando must have noticed because his thumbs begin to gently rub at your temples, avoiding the wound left by master-

Where was master Dru?

“Where...master....” You groan. 

“He’s gone, you don’t have to worry, ok, just try to open your eyes, take it easy though.” 

You do as you’re told and slowly blink your eyes open, this time the pain is dull as you do so.  

You’re greeted with a familiar tilt of a silver helmet, and a few unidentified people behind him. 

“Good, now keep your eyes open, can you do that?” 

You don't respond, only keeping your eyes open for him. 

“Good.” 

“I’m going to check for a concussion now. I need you to answer my questions as honestly as you can.” 

You do nothing in response. 

“Ok.”

“How many fingers am I holding up?” He ask, holding up 2 fingers. 

You copy his fingers and hold out 2 of your own. 

“Ok, good.”

“Do you know your name?” He asks, voice gruff. 

You don’t say anything, just staring blankly at the void of his visor. 

“Can you tell me your name?” He repeats, giving your bruised arm a gentle squeeze.

~~

Din watches the slave with intent. 

He was starting to believe she really did have a concussion, until she reached for her pocket. 

She fished out a small coin and positioned it in between her index finger and thumb, then she tossed it in the air and caught it with direct precision. 

Tails...it landed on tails. 

“I’m Y/n.” She admits. 

Maker it felt so long since she had said that name to anyone. 

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5 days later...

“Is she still using that coin?” Cara asks, as Y/n played in the fields with Grogu. 

“Yes.” Din admits, head hung low. 

“That is so strange.” The ex-shock trooper chuckles. 

“What do you think it means?” She questions. 

“I have no idea, she uses it at least three or four times a rotation.”

“Let’s find out, shall we?” Fennec says with a smirk. 

“Y/n! c’mere.” The assassin calls.  

Cara and Din exchange glances of confusion, but nonetheless play along. 

“So..” She starts.

“Tonight, I am going out to eat dinner, because Boba is a horrible cook. I’m thinking of wearing normal attire, but there’s this really pretty dress. Which do you think I should go with?” She asks, a gentle smile playing on her mouth. 

Same as always, Y/n pulls out her small coin and tosses it in the air.

She catches it and flips it onto her palm. 

Heads. 

“The pretty dress.” She murmurs.

Fennec smiles once more. “Thank you, you can go now.” She whispers. And off she went, back into the meadows. 

“The coin is her decision maker.” Cara gasps.  

“Obviously.” Fennec scoffs. 

“She was a slave...she doesn’t know how to make decisions for herself.” Din ponders, putting the puzzle together. 

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Later that day...

“Y/n.. Can I talk to you, please.” Din asks, gently, as not to startle her. 

She brings her lucky coin to her hands and flicks it up, however, Din catches it in midair. 

“Let’s make a bet.” He offers, leaving no room for the teenager to say otherwise. 

“If the coin lands on heads, you make your own decisions from now on, and have the freedom to act as you feel is right. And you throw the coin into the nearest ocean as far as you can.”

Din could see the internal struggle through her eyes, the desperation of her wanting to grab the coin out of his hand and hide away from the rest of the cruel world. 

“Hey, it’s ok, I’m going to help you, adi’ka.”

“D-Do I really h-h-have to throw i-it in the o-cean? I-it’s the only thing I-I-I-I have left of my f-f-amily.” She stutters as tears well in her eyes for the first time Din had ever seen. 

“Oh, no, no, no, no, no, adi’ka [little one], don’t cry, no i’kaad [baby], you can keep it...we’ll just...put it in a locked cupboard and whenever you want to hold it, you can, ok?” He whispers, holding her in a gentle embrace.

“Ok.” She sniffles. 

And although hard at first, she learnt she had a choice, because her buir never gave up on her. 

[moon-sang]

Merry Christmas to Everyone!! ♥️

Wishing everyone a very merry Christmas (for whenever you have it in your country) it’s currently Christmas in Australia and I wanted to share the joy! Stay safe with your families and have a great week 👌♥️

Special Tags To Special People: @darklordofthesimp @jedi-archives @mauliebear @oopsiebanana @kimm4710 @c1eulahaver

and a merry Xmas to everyone else I missed

[moon-sang]

Ok but imagine how protective Din would be of a younger sibling ??? Like imagine him finding out this 18 year old is his lil sis/brother?? I imagine he would be so protective of them as they are like the only link he has to his family by blood ❤️❤️❤️

[utasworld-deactivated20230917]

You’re stuck in a room with the last character in your gallery how safe are you

I’m 50/50 alastor might not kill me but I’m annoying so he might

Tagging : @akemiozawa @twsted-princess @twst-nadira-oc @ellovett @crazyyanderefangirlfan @celiica @achy-boo @cutiecrpze @mimitwst and anyone else who wants to join

Best of luck

[luv4lance-deactivated20230320]

wel

i wonder how he plans on getting us out 😗

🏷 ─ @raainy-daze @someone1348 @thegreat-aristurtle @wackyartor @spilledwineglass @tempons @marwhoa @orange-imagines @donniedeeznuts , others if they want to

[sry if some of u were tagged]

[bombshe77]

We’re chillin

[bombshe77]

i forgot to fucking tag

@vixx-3n @spiritmdraws @goodolme @ladykagewaki @uselsshuman @stardust9905

[stardust9905]

We’re good, i feel safe - we’re kissing chilling .. or cleaning TBB barracks lmaooo

Thank you so much for the tag!! @bombshe77 :))

NPTs: @bibannana @2clones-1kamino @neon-junkie @nahoney22 @zoeykallus @deewithani @cyaremoon @darkangel4121 @ anyone else who’d like to join!! :D

[bibannana]

I- ha. It’s still that Vader wallpaper. With my current brain storm I am most definitely not safe.

So ever since the mistletoe post (yesterday) my poor brain will not let me rest. Keeps making jokes about Vader.

Amoung them was this wonderful line of thought:

Vader *walks into a room*

Employee *watches him*: Oh look. There goes the choking hazard.

Vader *chokes employee out of annoyance*: Any last words?

Employee *who has some uhhhh kinks*: Oh yes harder Darthy.

.

.

.

I will go drown myself in bleach now.

NPTs: Literally anyone. Have at it.

Well it was nice knowin y'all…😅

NPT:@yellowflicker09 @snarkyfina @arctrooper69 @beardedcomputergardener @justmrliam @moobrvoobl-moobmoob-oobmpoobroom and anyone else who wants to join

[snarkyfina-deactivated20230528]

Fives with Krell’s light saber…. I’m good! 😁

NPT: @saggitary @echoisles99 @nekotaetae @nutella531 @meilooruns-a-go-go @notfivefives @sees-writes @jealous-sloth77 @es-mah-ster-wers-blurg and anyone reading this!!

[nekotaetae]

Yeah, I pretty sure I’m good too😊

NPT: @photogirl894 @kaminocasey @drama-is-my-second-name @giganonyx

[luminalightsverse-deactivated20]

Well I guess I’m save….

edit: I really just forgot to tag new people…. I really should go to bed x’D Anyway….

NPT: @businessbadger @justalittletomato @imrowanartist @anstarwar @jiabeewrites @kaijusplotch @randomboostsofmotivation @blog-o-randomness @jswahaarts @weatherbane and idk who ever sees that and wants to do it I guess….

[miseulsoup]

lol hey! thanks for the tag @drama-is-my-second-name (btw jiabee and i are the same person just two different blogs dont ask its a really long story)

i mean

sure ig???

NPT: @antisocial-mariposa @socially-awkward-extrovert @arkainea @mauliebear

[merakimaiden]

thanks for the tag hun @randomboostsofmotivation <3

*does the debby ryan*

npt : @roguetonorth @stardust9905 @darklordofthesimp @oliviajdjarin @thatmaroonjedi

[roguetonorth]

HAHAHA PLEASE ty for the tag @mauliebear

yeah, I’m pretty good i have never been safer

npt: @moon-sang @darklordofthesimp @starstruck-loner

[moon-sang]

Thx so much for the tag! ♥️♥️♥️

Yup, I’m pretty safe 🙂

NPT: @angelicgaze​ @anxiousaries22​ @mandoa-for-dummies​ @no-dont-be-suspicious​

[moon-sang]

Fireworks & Old Scars ~ Din Djarin x Reader

SUMMARY: You and Din open up about your past trauma’s 

WARNINGS: Angst, Talk of trauma, toxic sibling relationships, death of minor characters, fluff, soft!Din, soft!reader, talk of anger issues, imma say it again; ANGST, Mandalorian finding out he has feelings for you ♥️ ~~~~

Din had just come back from a job when he found you curled up on the co-pilot seat, asleep.

Your face was only partially visible to him, the other half submerged in multiple blankets. “mesh’la,” He softly whispers, shaking your leg gently. Your hazy eyes pull open to reveal an all too familiar blurry beskar man. “Hey, tin can” You manage to yawn out. “Hi” he chuckles.  “What up?” You ask, stretching your arms above your head.  “I want to show you something” he coos.

You groan gently, sleep evident in your voice. 

“Come on, it’s not that late” 

Hastily, Din tugs on your rested hand, in an attempt to get you up. Your tired body falls onto his with an ‘oomph’, and you let Din hold you for a minute before getting up yourself. 

“Alright, what is it?” You ask, stumbling after Din, who was already waking ahead of you.  “A surprise” 

You huff out, unsatisfied as Din laughs. 

Eventually you made it to the roof of the Crest. Din had taken a few blankets so you didn’t get too cold outside. 

“Now what?” You question, as you stare out into the blank night sky. Maker, there weren’t even many stars out this night.  “Wait for it..” Din starts, voice lifting to punctuate the last word. 

“Aaaaaand…now!”  And suddenly a burst of color painted the sky with a loud bang. 

You gasp in excitement and immediately turn to Mando. “Fireworks!” You cheer, as Din smiles under his helm.  You watch as the sparks of the last disappeared, only to be replaced with a new color.

“I overheard someone in the town saying they would host the fireworks tonight, so I thought we could watch them!” The Mandalorian shouts over the distant cheer of villagers.  “it’s beautiful, Din, thank you so much!” 

You give him a quick side hug and then return your attention to the fireworks. Unbeknown to you, Din had significantly darkened in shade from the hug and was smiling like a drunken man the whole time. 

After a few more minutes the final sparks of the fireworks disappeared and you were left staring at an empty sky. 

You hummed in contempt and rested your head on Din’s shoulder. 

“I used to do this all the time with my brother” You admit, wrapping yourself in more blankets.  “You did?”  “Well, we sat on the roof of our house back on Ikarii, and watched the fireworks.” You chuckle.  “It was our little tradition” You whisper timidly.  “That sounds nice.” Admits the Mandalorian.  “It was” You sigh.

Din could hear the sadness coaxing your voice as you spoke, and he couldn’t help but ask-

“What happened?”  You look to the floor as tears welled in your eyes, you close them for a moment and willed your breaths to slow. 

“I.. I shouldn’t have asked, forgive me.” Din shyly apologises, scolding himself for asking such a direct question.  “Our family was murdered by an assassin…my father was an agent of a top secret organisation, that managed to steal information off of the empire, so that’s where the assassin’s came from.” You mumble as you start wiping your eyes gently.  “My brother was the only one, besides me, left alive, and…he…well.. he…kind of lost it, he went insane with his lust for revenge and lost sight of what really mattered, and he forgot that he still had me by his side, he became abusive to me, only focusing on killing those who wronged him, but I knew he was just in pain, and whenever I was in pain when I was younger, he would comfort me, so I stayed with him.” 

You take in a shaky breath, as Din pulled you in for a hug, allowing you to lean on him. 

“And even though it was rare, I could still see the light in him when he wasn’t plotting anyones death. Like how he stopped me from dating an absolute loser who probably would have been worse than him, or-or the time he gave me the bed when we had to stay at a hotel room where there was only one tiny bed that would only fit one of us.” You smile, at the memories.

“one night… someone had injected poison into him whilst he was asleep, and he came out to me, yelling at me to get the medkit, when I came back, he was already on the floor….it looked like he was vibrating, and, and, he was foaming at the mouth, whilst black venom came out from his lips……I tried to help but I couldn’t… he died in the next hour.” You barely say above a whisper, sniffling shortly after.  It’s silent between the two of you for a while, before Din pulls you into his lap and rests your head in the crook of his neck, rubbing long circles on your bare arm. You can’t tell if it’s because your tired, or if it’s because you revealed an old scar, or if it was Din’s sweet action, but you start sobbing into his neck, gasping for air as you cried and cried and cried. Din whispered words of affirmation into your ear, rocking you gently in his lap as you sniffled. “I’m sorry” he whispers, moving his hand to rest on the back of your head. 

Even after you calmed down and stopped crying, you stayed in Din’s strong arms, that offered a safety net your family never got the chance to give. 

“I was 8 years old.” He starts.

You tilt your head to look up at him in confusion. 

“The empire had sent their droids to kill my people. My mother and father hid me and sacrificed themselves for me.” He sighs.  “Fortunately, a group of Mandalorian’s started fighting back and….they saved me, they took me in and raised me as one of their own, that’s when I swore a pledge to their creed.” He murmurs.  “Oh” 

“I’m sorry.” You whisper, entangling your hand with his gloved one. He gave your hand a gentle squeeze.  “I don’t remember much of it, I was too young, I just remember the blaster fire and screams of them, and then when the Mandalorian found me.” 

You nod your head and snuggle closer to him, trying to offer the comfort he gave you. You deluged in his smell as he re-wrapped his arms around you.

The two of you fell asleep shortly after, with the night sky smiling over you. 

[moon-sang]

The Beskar Beast Fanart

Merry Xmas to @darklordofthesimp​ ….thx so much for your awesome series!! - I’m still learning to draw so pls be kind with feedback 

1/2 drawings completed

The following drawing is fanart of the beskar beast series, all credit goes to the author, darklordofthesimp ♥️

Chapter 2 of the beskar beast series where the reader is reaching out for the door and Din says “I wouldn’t” 

(Also apologies for the slightly wrong drawing I just realised he was meant to be standing in front of her) 

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