summary: merrin is quite resistant to let you patch her up, but you manage to convince her to let you help her
"merrin, please stop brushing me off and let me take care of you!"
you were trying to get merrin to sit still for the last couple minutes now, while your girlfriend insisted she was doing alright, yet you could clearly see the blood on her arm.
"it's almost dried again, y/n! it'll heal by itself, don't worry!"
merrin kept trying to insist it was not a big deal, but you were having none of that! you didn't want your girlfriend's wounds to get worse if left untreated.
"still! now sit down and let me treat your wounds or you'll sleep on the couch tonight!"
merrin's eyes widened and she looked at you surprised. you weren't usually the type for threats, but it seemed like she wouldn't get out of this one so easily.
"alright, fine… if it'll make you happy…"
you grinned victorious as merrin finally gave in and quickly grabbed the first aid kit, before your girlfriend got to change her mind again!
Someone PLEASE send me any Merrin x reader content you have written or seen. I’ve been obsessed and am like 12 hours into Jedi: Survivor and desperate for content 😻
*Spoiler below*
Also… how tf are you all done already?? I’m moving a little slow ik but I’m currently rescuing Z and I have no idea where that falls in the plot of the game bc I always forget to check
<3 author’s note: I love Merrin sm and wanted to make something for her as I don't see much out there for her :)
✧ Summary: You had joined the Mantis Crew a month or so before Cal, prevously hiding after Order 66 as a worker on Coruscant where you studied Dathomir. Now, as Cal finishes his quest from Dathomir, he heads back to the ship with Merrin, where you await them…
The door to the Mantis slid open, two pairs of feet echoing like alarms on the hard ramp. You startled from your seat on the peach toned couch as Cal came into view, holding the object you were hoping he would, the Astrium.
“You found it.” Cere said softly, a hopeful tone in her voice.
“We can open the tomb on Bogano.” Your voice came out like a breath of release, astonishment and possibility swimming through your eyes and in your head.
“Oh, well who's this?” Greeze questioned grumpily, glaring up at the figure dressed in red stood next to Cal. You hadn’t even noticed her at first, her presence startling you and the rest of the crew. Your focus had been too strong on the small, dainty object in Cal’s hands. He was holding it like it was all the galaxy, like it was a fragile star.
You finally took your eyes from the object to see…she had white hair tied in a relaxed bun on the back of her head, a loose strand at the front hanging from her head. Her skin was a cool, light gray, complimenting her dark lips. Tattoos, or markings of some sort framed her face like a painting.
Beep! BD-1 chirped.
She’s coming along…
“What's that supposed to mean?” Greez asked, crossing his arms.
It means I’ll be joining you,” the figure spoke, with a deadpan voice. It was the first time you noticed the darker shades of gray painted in shapes on her and hands that matched the ones on her face. It was quite pretty, you had to admit, and definitely intriguing.
You were livid with anger when Cere advised Cal go on this mission on his own. You had been studying Dathomir and the Nightsisters (and brothers) for years. But of course, the Mantis was out of rations. It had been a miserable day without food until you landed on the red, hazy planet.
You knew of every plant, creature, what to eat, what not to, where to step…so you stayed near the ship, gathering supplies and guiding Cal over your comms through the dark corners and paths of Dathomir.
But now, a living Nightsister stood, in the flesh, in front of you.
“Cere, Greez, Y/N, this is Merrin.”
“She's a witch, isn't she?” Greez spoke, words shaky. Before you could correct him, the newcomer beat you to it.
“A Nightsister. Your fear is unnecessary.” Her voice was calm and stable, like each word she said was a fact.
“I couldn't have gotten the Astrium without her. We fought Malicos together,” Cal explained. “I trust her.”
“And we trust you,” Cere spoke. “You,” she looked at Merrin, caution in her eyes, “will have to earn it.”
“Okay…fine.” Greez grumbled. “Grab some seat! as long as she doesn't try anything funny.”
“Welcome aboard.” Cere said in a more approving voice, walking past Merrin.
Cal tilted his head to the side, hands on his hips as he turned to the Nightsister. He seemed to pick up on your lingering eyes on the girl, looking at you once before turning back to Merrin. “I think they like you.”
You turned your head quickly to the droid sitting next to you, Cal smirking at you as Merrin sat on the couch not too far from yourself.
“Be-be-beep!”
Her forehead scrunched as she leaned down towards the droid. “I don't know what you're saying.”
Cal laughed, strutting to the front of the ship where your crewmates sat. Of course he would leave you with her.
You sat for a moment, trying to build up some confidence to talk to Merrin. You had so many questions for her. What was it like living on Dathomir? How did her magick work, exactly? How did it work off-world? How was she still—
BD-1 bumped your arm with his small head, repeating what he had just asked Merrin, signaling you to translate.
“He says he likes your tattoos.”
She looked at you, squinting her eyes in confusion. He beeped again. You couldn't help yourself, and you laughed.
“What is funny?”
“He said you guys are matching.” Merrin peered down at her crimson clothing and white skin, before deciding to say, “I guess we are. Your name is…”
“Y/N.” She nodded once. “Merrin.”
“Um… have you ever been off-world?”
“Off of Dathomir? No. I stayed with my people all my life.” You weren’t sure what to say.
“I’m sorry about what happened.”
“Don’t be. The Jedi are not responsible.”
“I lost all my friends and family too. Well…except for Cal, I guess. But I didn’t meet him until after…
“The Jedi purge.”
You looked at her with crinkled brows and almost spoke when she continued, “Yes, Cal Kestis told me all about what happened. I…understand what you went through.”
You nodded, a smile finding its way to your lips.
“You learn to make a new family when you lose your first one,” you said. “Everyone here is pretty great. Well, Greez not all the time, but…he’ll warm up.
She nodded, peering over you.
“Cal tells me you were studying Dathomir’s culture and the planet.”
Of-kriffing-course he did.
“Oh, yes…I um, did for a few years on Coruscant, helping mainly with writing about the culture and the Nightsisters.”
“Well I would like to read your work and see if it is true.”
“I don’t have any of the writings with me…”
“Oh. Of course,” Merrin whispered.
You looked at your lap, a blush crawling over your cheeks and you second guessed your past job on Coruscant. Maker, you hoped for your sake that it was all factual.
“Why does your face look like that?”
“What?” You gasped.
“It seems you have something you want to ask…am I wrong?”
“No, I just…I didn’t study Dathomir for more than four years and I…
“Would you like to learn more?” She looked at you accusingly, but almost playful. You nodded, not trusting your voice.
Merrin took the lead, pulling out a sharp, jagged glossy half sphere. It looked like a piece out of the moon.
“I’m sure you understand that Nightsisters use magick and the NIghtbrothers do not, and that we rule over them.”
You nodded again, BD nodding as well as he watched the green glow from Merrin’s spherical object.
“Our magick uses the force but is different from Jedi. I can disappear and reappear at will, move objects, and can even reanimate—
“The dead,” you finished. “Sorry.”
“Do not apologize. You know a lot about Nightsisters. I’m impressed.”
Merrin stood up, walking over leisurely yet swiftly up a few steps to the Mantis’ terrarium. She moved like smoke, graceful and satisfying.
“Hm. You found bleeding gut and mushlings.”
“Yeah, Greez likes to keep the plants behind the glass but I’m hoping, since we left Dathomir, that he’ll let me sneak my hand in there every now and them for mushlings to use with our meals.”
Merrin leaned in closer to the terrarium over your shoulder. She stood a few inches taller than you, her face closer to yours than almost anyone’s had ever been.
“Hey you two! We’re landing soon, grab some seat.” Greez’s voice nearly made you jump, Merrin having no reaction. She stepped back to the couch, this time the one closer to the cockpit where the rest of the crew sat.
You sat next to her, BD jumping over the holotable to join Cal in the front.
“The Mantis is…” you leaned over to peer into the pilot area, your heart warming for your now family. “Wonderful.”
The ship jolted as you went through some turbulence, Greez muttering an apology as Cere teased his flying skills.
Both your hands flew to the seat below you, preparing to hold on, when your right one caught a cold hand, the woman attached to it looked at you through long, pretty, dark lashes.
You let go, muttering an apology. You were sure your face was as deeply red as her clothing.
Merrin tilted her head, squinting her eyes as she studied you.
“You are quite easy to startle, Y/N.” Your name rolled off her tongue through her accent like the ocean’s on Kamino. It made your face flush. And you breathed out a shaky breath. The ship landed, and the shaking stopped, the clicking of seatbelts letting you know it was okay to stand up.
“I…”
“It is alright. It has been a long time since I’ve had a…”
Merrin’s entrancing brown eyes fluttered down to her hand, which ghosted over yours.
You kept it in place, as her black painted nails led her soft fingers to interlance with yours.
Cal came from the cockpit, the same look of excitement plastered on his face before he went on any adventure - but it was swiftly replaced with a smug one. His eyes darted over your hands once as he lifted his eyebrows at you as he smirked, jogging past you and through the ships doors with his small droid on his back.
Your comm sounded as his complacent voice came through your ear, “I knew you two would get along.”
You came back to the mantis, hooking your lightsaber back into your belt. Cal did not follow you into the ship, talking to Cere.
You sat down and rubbed your eyes, you could tell that Merrin was standing in front of you and could also feel her emotions of worry and anxiety.
"You are late" she said, slight worry in your voice. "You said you would return by sunset. It is past sunset"
"We were sidetracked" you said, opening your eyes and looking up at Merrin. She had a frown on her face and her grey forehead creased. She huffed, slightly pacing the ship which you knew she would have been doing as she waited for you to return.
"But I'm back" you said, trying to stop her worry. "I'm safe"
Merrin sighed, she was facing emotions she had never properly had before, that of anxiety for someone else and worry about their safety. When she was on Dathomer she knew where her sisters were always and they would never leave the temple. You however were different, she did not know where you would go or assure herself of your safety.
"I will always come back to you" you said, standing and taking her hands in yours. "Always"
Merrin frowned, still unsure at your persuasion, she knew you were not lying, however, neither you nor she could assure that.
"Trust me? Please?" you murmured.
"Okay" Merrin said quietly. "But if I think you are in danger I will come for you"
"Thank you" you said, smiling at how firmly she said it and the look of determination in her eyes. "I have no idea where I would be without you"
"Dead on Nur" she said simply.
You chuckled slightly, remembering how she saved you, Cal and Cere. "I would be yes" you said, kissing her nose. This made her eyes widen and an embarrassed smile fall on her lips. She touched her nose and smiled properly, she was so happy that she had you and that you were safe.
a/n: kind of proud of this one but maybe im just gay
prompt: anonymous: “hey would you maybe write a merrin x fem!reader?? maybe reader gets jealous of someone flirting with merrin and gets kinda sulky and i dont know if this would be out of character or not but i would die for a smug/flirty merrin with top energy 🥺”
The cantina was packed to the brim with outlaws and lowlifes, so packed that you got split up from the rest of your crew, including your girlfriend, Merrin. You pushed through the crowd of sweaty, drunk customers and tried to spot someone you actually knew. You ignored the lewd comments being thrown your way and at any moment, you were prepared to snap someone’s wrist.
Finally, you had a visual on your girlfriend and your practically lit up, but you noticed a to her left leaning near her with his arm draped around her shoulders. You figured if she was bothered, she may have already done something. You marched over, ready to give this bozo a piece of your mind.
“You’re mysterious, I like that, darling.” He belched and leaned closer to Merrin’s face, you could feel your blood boil.
“Is that so?” She asked through her accent and shot him a cold look that only made him try harder.
“Listen, babe, I’ve got a room rented out down the road, maybe you could come with me?” He now had his arm around her waist, so you plowed through the crowded room and met with her, yet she seemed unbothered.
“That’s enough from you, buddy. Have a good one.” You shooed him off, but he wouldn’t budge.
“Oh, come on, we’re just having some fun! Ain’t that right, princess?” He nudged her and she quickly swatted his arm away, the stood up from her seat at the bar and grabbed your cheeks, pulling you in for a strong, passionate kiss. You heard the man hum in content and without breaking away from Merrin, you pulled your blaster out and poked him in the side. It didn’t take him long to bolt. Your girlfriend pulled away and sat back onto her chair, tapping the seat beside her. You sat down without a word.
“I do not get men, my dear. Why must they act so rude?” Merrin took a swig of her drink and offered some to you, but you declined. You were still a bit upset over that man touching her like that. “Y/N? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” You huffed and stared across the room. Merrin studied your body language, you were certainly tense. Balled fists, clenched jaw, stiff body.
“I know you are not.” She placed her hand on your thigh and it seemed that was the final straw, you hopped off of the bar stool and made an attempt to storm off, but something stopped you. “Not so fast.” Merrin whispered with her dainty hand clasped around your wrist. You sighed and returned to your seat with a frown and she leaned near your ear. “Do not be like that, my dear. You know you are the only one for me.” Her breath sent shivers down your spine and she gently kissed your cheek.
“Really? I thought you’d be a bit more aggressive with him...maybe knock him to the ground.” You diverted your eyes from her and she shook her head at your pettiness.
“‘Aggressive,’ huh?” She reached around your waist and quickly pulled you onto her lap. “Like this?” Your girlfriend tugged your collar to bring your lips to hers and kissed you a bit rougher than you were used to. You pulled back and looked at her funny while she gave you a beautifully sly smirk.
“Merrin, we’re in public.” You told her with your hands on either side of her face. She chuckled and glanced around the room, then tilted her head up to you.
“I do not think they care one bit.” Merrin brought you back to her and kissed you as if you were the only one in this room, it was a sweet, sweet experience for you both, lasted quite a while, too. Until your crew finally caught up to you.
Headcanons for Merrin helping you with your anxiety/panic attacks
Nightsister Merrin x reader
warnings: its all abt anxiety n panic attacks, as mentioned in the title
a/n: listen,,,, she is SO cute i am in love and did you guys hear her talking abt her crush illyana to cere??? i wish merrin didn’t have to lose her love 🥺
prompt: anonymous: “Could you do Merrin helping the reader with anxiety/panic attacks?”
she didn’t exactly get it at first
“what is wrong, y/n?”
she caught you at a bad time, you really didn’t like being around the crew while you were feeling this way
you made an attempt to explain, but it was obviously hard when you were trying to keep it together
“‘panic attack?’ why do you panic?”
“it’s...complicated. i can explain it later.”
merrin didn’t want to leave you alone
so she didn’t
she sat with you and tried her best to understand more
under the circumstances
“is there anything i can do to help?”
you were surprised she asked that
no one had ever asked that
“could you distract me?”
merrin told you stories of her sisters and life on dathomir
it kind of warmed your heart hearing her gush over seeing the galaxy
she demonstrated her magick to you
and got kind of confused when you started to shake a bit, taking in deeper, more uneven breaths
“did i do something wrong?” she frowned
“no, no, no. this happens sometimes”
tears started running down your face
merrin wasn’t good at emotions
she went in for a hug
you really needed it
she whispered a song that she learned from her mother
after you had finally calmed down, she wanted to hear your explanation for what had happened
“well, sometimes there are things that upset me a lot and it’s hard to handle. it makes my body react in a really bad way and i can get like that. thank you so much for your help, merrin. your help means so much to me”
she smiled at the praise you had given her
something she had never really gotten
“so, what upset you this time?”
you felt comfortable talking to her about your problems
turns out, she was a good listener
“could you sing me that song again? it’s beautiful.”
