#Fic: Platonic Cuddles (Din)

[captainkirkk]

I'm cleaning out my old writing notebooks and found a bunch of fic prompts that never went anywhere:

AU where the Avatar always has four soul-mates (one from each element) and there are as many legends/folk tales about them as there are about the Avatar

AU where soulmates don't get their marks until they "come into their own" so Zuko doesn't get the gaang's marks until he confronts Ozai and decides to teach Aang

Aang stuck in a time loop during Sozin's Comet

Din Djarin's ongoing attempt to baby-proof the Razor Crest

5 times Ladybug called Chat Noir's dad a motherfucker (without knowing he was Hawkmouth) + 1 time Paris did it for her

Gotham's POV of Superboy hanging out in Gotham more often now that he's dating Red Robin. He's not one of their Bats but there is a grudging tolerance there. He's their superhero-in-law.

Tim is THIS CLOSE to turning into a villain and Kon... doesn't hate it as much as he should

Midoriya is a popular kid at UA and has no idea. He can't even imagine being popular after years of being bullied. Him? Well liked? Surely you're mistaking him for someone else...

Shen Qingqiu and Shang Qinghua became gods when they transmigrated and they have no idea

Prince Shen Qingqiu with manservant Binghe (who ends up being the lost heir to another kingdom)

Stranger things AU where Steve + the kids get caught in the upside down. Cue platonic cuddling for warmth.

[m-musings]

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MASTERLIST (below the cut!):

The Arcana:

Multiple:

Headcanons: Cuddling with the Arcana Men

Headcanons: The Arcana Characters Love Languages

Headcanons: How Julian, Muriel & Lucio React When They're Jealous (Separate)

Fallout: The Series:

Cooper "The Ghoul" Howard:

Crawl Out Through the Fallout with Me: Cooper "The Ghoul" Howard X Fem! Reader

Multiple:

Headcanons: Fallout Characters Love Language

Headcanons: Fallout Characters + Random Texts W/ Reader

The Mandalorian:

Headcanons: Din Djarin and the 5 Love Languages

Bullseye: Din Djarin x Fem! Reader

Team Fortress 2:

Multiple:

Headcanons: TF2 Mercs + Dumb Pickup Lines

Headcanons: How TF2 Mercs act when they're crushing on Merc!Reader

Overwatch:

Cole Cassidy:

Headcanons: Cole Cassidy as Your Boyfriend

Headcanons: Cole Cassidy with a GN! Teen! Reader (Platonic)

Junkrat / Jamison Fawkes:

Junkrat/Jamison Fawkes as Your Boyfriend

Multiple:

Headcanons: Cassidy, Genji, Hanzo and Ramattra with a Former Talon Test Subject S/O (Separate)

Headcanons: Overwatch Men Saying I Love You for the First Time (Pt 1.)

Headcanons: Overwatch Men Saying I Love You for the First Time (Pt. 2)

One Piece:

Buggy the Clown:

Winging It: Buggy the Clown X Winged! Fem! Reader Pt. 1

Winging it: Buggy the Clown x Winged! Fem! Reader Pt. 2

Not a Joke: Buggy the Clown X Fem! Reader

Zoro Roronoa:

Headcanons: Zoro Roronoa as Your Boyfriend

Multiple:

Headcanons: The One Piece Old Men as Cutesy Relationship Things

Headcanons: The One Piece Old Men with an Older Fem! S/O

Headcanons: Straw Hat Men as Cute Couple Pictures

Headcanons: Hugging One Piece Men

Headcanons: Hugging Portgas D. Ace & Sir Crocodile

Rise of The Guardians (No longer writing for!!!):

Jack Frost:

Headcanons: Jack Frost X Forest Fairy! Reader

Multiple:

Headcanons: Jack Frost, Pitch Black and E. Aster Bunnymund with Grim Reaper! Reader

Headcanons: E. Aster Bunnymund and Pitch Black with a Guardian of Love! S/O

[reluctant-mandalore]

Platonic Cuddles (Din Djarin x Reader)

Warnings: Platonic, no romance (could be read as romantic but its meant as just friends, hint the title lol), angst, fluff, hurt/comfort (din needs hugs). Not beta read

Word Count: 1270

Pairing: Din Djarin & gn!Reader - (readers gender is never specified/uses gender neutral pronouns)

a/n: Hey y’all! I got this for you today (and maybe some hcs??? we’ll see) This is part of my 900 followers celebration! We’re actually at 1616 followers right now, but I’m still working away at this prompt list. Please feel free to send in more prompts! I can’t be finished with it until I’ve done each cuddle prompt at least once! 

The Mandalorian sat on one of the crates in the hull, his unsteady gaze focused on the hammock where the child now slept. His thoughts were consumed with a muddled haze and his mouth felt dry with each breath he took. The grip he held on his knees was unyielding, as it was the only thing keeping him from shaking in that moment.

It was safe to say that he was not handling what happened earlier today well at all.

Din had never reacted like this to anything before, usually managing to bottle up his feelings to keep them in. He really wasn’t acting like himself in the slightest, he almost felt like an imposter as he sat there alone in the hull. He supposed this would be a normal reaction for someone who had almost lost the most important person to him, but for him it was deafening and made him feel like he was losing control.

“Din?”

Your voice had brought him back from his trance and he looked over at you slowly. His features were unreadable beneath the helmet, but you could still feel the pain that was held in their depth. The sight of his sombre form had made your heart quiver with sadness, and you carefully moved over to stand in front of him. Before you could speak again though, he had spoken first, his words becoming a heavy weight to rest over you both.

“I almost lost him today.” He had said quietly, his voice barely sounding out through the modulator as he spoke. His gaze had drifted over again to the child sleeping and he had felt his heart tumble with guilt at remembering the days earlier events. He had almost lost the child to another bounty hunter—a close call which now made him feel broken inside.

“I know.” You had replied, a frown finding itself etched across your lips, “But he’s ok now.”

“I’m a horrible father.” He had continued without thought, looking away again to his boots, his eyes beginning to brim with tears. “He shouldn’t be in my care.”

“Oh Din, don’t say that.” You said, moving closer to place a reassuring hand on his shoulder, “You know that’s not true! You’re a wonderful father.”

“Wonderful?” The word had left him bitterly and he shook off your hand before standing. “He could have died! And it would have been my fault. What kind of father allows that to happen?”

“Din...”

“My whole purpose is to protect him! It’s my duty to make sure he’s ok and that he’s safe.” His tone had become laced with anger and grief, though you knew it wasn’t directed at you in particular. Rather, it was being directed at himself. His frustration with how close he had come to losing the child—his son—finally spilling over the edge and flowing out. “I can’t lose him… he’s everything to me.”

“I know that Din, and he knows that too.” You had said, giving his hand a squeeze before guiding him back to sit on the crate,“Here... why don’t I go get you something to eat? You haven’t eaten since we got back and some food will do you some good. We can talk more afterwards, ok?”

The Mandalorian didn’t reply from your words at first, only nodding his head as he found himself staring off into the distance again. He was hungry. His stomach had rolled in pain at its emptiness, but even so, he couldn’t seem to bring himself to want any food. He had felt too tired to move and only wanted to remain in a heap on the crates—a growing need for comfort now tugging at his thoughts.

“Wait.” His voice and sudden grasp on your wrist keeping you from leaving. His body and mind now working on autopilot, as it sought to fix the tumbling emotions inside of him.

You had completely paused at feeling his hand grasp your wrist, turning to look over at the man before you once more. “What is it?”

“Can you just… hold me for a minute?” He had said suddenly, a blush soon finding itself to his cheeks at the realization of his words. Even sooner he had let go of your arm as if he had been burned. His words becoming muddled and rolling together as he tried to back track on what he had said. “I- that sounded weird. Just forget about it...”

Your arms had wrapped around him in an instant though, cutting off his next thoughts as you embraced him in a tight hug. The Mandalorian had melted into your touch almost immediately, his body becoming slack and molding into your arms. His emotional barriers now beginning to crumble away completely, while you had begun to try and sooth the tortured man.

“It’s not weird at all Din,” You had whispered, your words soft and kind with each syllable spoken, “Sometimes we just need someone we trust to be there and to hold us.”

The Mandalorian’s own hands had came up to cling to the back of your shirt by this point, holding onto you like he was afraid that you’d let go and leave him. His head had buried itself into the crook of your neck, the metal of his helmet feeling cool against your skin as he did. The tears he had been trying to hold back were now falling, rolling down his cheeks in fat drops, as he silently cried.

You had held the Mandalorian like that for a long while, allowing for him to work through his emotions while seeking your comfort. One of your hands had rubbed in soothing circles over his back, making his muscles relax underneath your fingertips. His mind starting to clear and his emotions settling with each passing minute he had spent huddled in your arms.

“Thank you.” He had managed to get out after beginning to feel better, “I appreciate it.”

“You don’t need to thank me Din.” You had said, adjusting yourself so he fit against you more comfortably, “I’m your friend. It’s what I’m here for.”

The two of you had sat in another drawn out silence after your words, the only sound in the hull being that of both your steady breaths. Din had sunk more into your embrace, the dried salty trails on his cheeks being the only evidence of his tears. A new feeling of calmness had come over him, your warmth surrounding him in what felt like a protective layer. Soon he had felt his eyes beginning to feel heavy, his mind drifting closer to dreamland the longer he stayed in your hold.

Din had fallen asleep in your arms not too long after, his head cradled into the crook of your neck still as he snored softly. Tiredness had begun edging at your own mind, and you found yourself struggling to keep your eyes open as well. The crate was definitely not the most comfortable place to rest by any means, but not wanting to disturb the man in your arms, you had settled yourself in for a nap on it anyways.

Being friends with one of the fiercest warriors in the Galaxy wasn’t easy, but moments like these reminded you of just how human he was underneath all that armor. He was just a simple man who wanted the best for his son, and as his friend, you’d do anything to help make sure that happened. Even if there wasn’t much you could do to take away his pain—you’d always be there to hold and comfort him.

That’s what friends were for after all.

[silly-mouse]

Masterlist

Dreamwastaken

Stretch Marks (gn!reader)

Cooking Goulash (gn!reader, making and eating food)

Gimbleflorp (she/her!reader in request but no pronouns used in fic, plus size!reader, reassurance for weight gain)

Go. To. Bed. (gn!reader)

Two Pros and A Con About Dating Dream (gn!reader, mention of food)

Cutest Little Thing (gn!reader, little!reader, age regression, eating food)

Batter Up (he/him!reader, baseball player!reader, PDA, mention of eating meat)

Cuddle Pile (he/they!reader, CC!Karl x CC!Dream x reader x CC!Sapnap x CC!George poly relationship, implied nutidy/underwear, borderline crack fic)

Sapnap

Cuddlebug (she/her!reader)

Cooking Goulash (gn!reader, making and eating food)

Dinner Time (gn!reader, forgetting to eat, eating, CC!Sapnap x reader x CC!Punz poly relationship)

Mall Tics (she/her!reader in request but no pronouns used in fic)

Chub Rub (gn!reader, mentioned platonic CC!Dream x reader, eating)

Two Pros and A Con About Dating Sapnap (gn!reader, mention of food and drink)

Sap's Secret (gn!reader, little!reader, caregiver!Sapnap, age regression)

Cuddle Pile (he/they!reader, CC!Karl x CC!Dream x reader x CC!Sapnap x CC!George poly relationship, implied nutidy/underwear, borderline crack fic)

GeorgeNotFound

Cuddle Pile (he/they!reader, CC!Karl x CC!Dream x reader x CC!Sapnap x CC!George poly relationship, implied nutidy/underwear, borderline crack fic)

Karl Jacobs

Handcuffed at a Carnival Challenge! (gn!reader)

Uncle Chris (gn!reader, little!reader, caregiver!Karl, age regression, eating)

Shower Time (gn!reader, implied nudity)

Cuddle Pile (he/they!reader, CC!Karl x CC!Dream x reader x CC!Sapnap x CC!George poly relationship, implied nutidy/underwear, borderline crack fic)

Quackity

Hyperfixating (gn!reader)

Punz

Dinner Time (gn!reader, forgetting to eat, eating, Sapnap x reader x Punz poly relationship)

#1 Fan (she/her!reader)

Awesamdude

Rubix Cube (gn!reader, little!reader, caregiver!Sam age regression)

TommyInnit

Poggity Poggers (gn!reader, stimming)

Ranboo

Stream Stimming (gn!reader, stimming, hugging)

Dabi

Dabi and The Sicky (gn!reader, sick!reader)

A Broken Doll (she/her!reader, mention of violence)

Jason Todd (Red Hood)

A Suprise Date (gn!reader)

Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

After a Hunt (gn!reader, implied depression, depression symptoms)

Matt Murdock (Daredevil)

Matt's Personal Reader (gn!reader)

Montgomery Gator

Cleaning (gn!reader)

Bossman Series

Here!

Living with Baby Series

Here!

[storytellerofuntoldlegends]

words fall flat (like cymbals crashing)

A/N: apparently the only fic I have motivation to write anymore is for the Mandalorian. anyway, have this INCREDIBLY self-indulgent fic with aroace din djarin, aro cara dune, and a heaping helping of hurt/comfort and mandalorian culture. enjoy! (title is from Constellations by The Oh Hellos)

Summary: Cara checks up on Din after the events on Moff Gideon's Imperial cruiser. Problem is, neither are them are very good at talking about emotions- but Cara figures out how to comfort Din in their own way.

Warnings: emotional hurt/comfort, awkward conversations, sort-of coming out, platonic cuddling, hugs, implied crying, bittersweet/hopeful ending

-

Din was distant after the jedi- Luke kriffing Skywalker- had taken Grogu and then their little haphazardly put together rescue crew got back on Fett’s ship. Not that Din was all that reachable of a person to begin with, Cara noted. But now he was even more withdrawn, and he seemed almost fragile despite all the armor he wore. Cara was sure she’d never forget watching the way Din’s hands trembled as he put his helmet back on- kriff, he had shown his face. Cara didn’t actually see his face, just the back of a surprisingly curly head of hair (out of everything, she never pictured her stoic friend with curly hair). So on top of losing his kid and unwittingly earning the right to Mandalore’s throne, he had broken his code as well. Surely he was not as put together as his gruff, standoffish behavior implied.

Hence why Cara was more or less lurking in the shadows near where Din was sulking in the storage unit aboard the Slave I. Fett had advised to “let him alone, Marshal,” in that rough and indifferent-but-really-he-was-fooling-nobody tone of his. But Cara felt that the last thing that Din needed was more space from people he cared about, so she stepped out of the shadows and closer to where Din was sitting on top of a storage container. At first glance, she thought he was cleaning his weapons, but as she came closer she noticed he was fiddling with a small silver ball- the same one that Grogu had been so attached to. Then, strangely enough, he pressed the ball to his helmet, just above its visor and where his forehead would be beneath it. Cara suddenly felt like she was intruding, and from the way Din jolted and scrambled to put the ball in a pouch at his side, she definitely felt like an intruder.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-” she started, but was cut off with a wave of Din’s hand.

“It’s fine. I’m- I’m glad it was you,” Din replied, sounding uncharacteristically shy. Cara smiled softly, walking closer and taking a seat next to him on the storage container.

“I just wanted to check in on you, after… everything,” Cara finished lamely. Din huffed out a breath that could have been a laugh, a sigh, a sob, or some mix of the three.

“Thank you. I- I’m- he’ll be safe. With the jedi,” Din said, sounding like he was more trying to convince himself than Cara. A chuckle escaped Cara’s lips, despite everything.

“Trust me, there is nowhere safer than with Luke Skywalker for Grogu. I never knew him personally, but the guy’s a rebel hero. It was his shot that destroyed the first Death Star, and he had a hand in overthrowing the Emperor and destroying the second Death Star. Plus I think his sister has a seat in the New Republic Senate now. The point is that he’s powerful, and that he has powerful allies. Grogu will be okay,” Cara assured him. Din let out another breath, and this time it was definitely a sigh.

“Thank you. That… that helps,” Din replied, sounding much more at ease than when Cara had first checked in on him.

“I’m glad,” Cara said, affectionately clapping him on his knee- and startled a bit when Din jumped at the touch.

“Sorry-”

“Don’t be, I guess I forgot that Mandalorians aren’t exactly touchy-feely people,” she interrupted him, giving him a soothing smile.

“And I am certainly no exception,” Din muttered under his breath, but as Cara was sitting so close to him, she heard it anyhow.

“What do you mean?” Cara asked, brow furrowed in confusion. Din swallowed nervously and seemed to shrink in on himself a bit, which would have been comical if every fiber of his being didn’t seem to be etched with embarrassment.

“I’ve… never really desired any sort of closeness. As teenagers, my fellow foundlings seemed to be interested in finding someone to be close with, but those sorts of desires never really occurred to me,” Din explained awkwardly.

“What sort of desires?” Cara asked with a raised eyebrow, somewhat understanding what he was getting at, but she wanted to be absolutely sure. Din fidgeted for a moment or two before making an irritated sound.

“I’ve never wanted any sort of intimacy or romance. Not even with Omera. Sure, the idea of having someone to come home to and start a family with sounds nice, but…” Din trailed off, sounding just as lost as when he had taken off his helmet to say goodbye to Grogu.

“But in reality it feels wrong,” Cara finished, understanding where he was coming from, at least a little bit. Sure, there were… ahem, other desires that were appealing to her, but romance? Definitely not her thing. Din’s head shot up at Cara’s words, struggling to form words of his own for a moment or two.

“You- yeah, that’s it,” he said, dumbfounded.

“I get how you feel- at least on the romance part. Although, uh, intimacy, as you put it... that I’m more down with. And I’m definitely more of a casually affectionate person than you,” Cara replied, cringing internally at her choice of words. This wasn’t something she really talked about a lot, and it felt like everything was coming out all jagged and lopsided. But fortunately, Din seemed just as out of his comfort zone as she was, and therefore didn’t mind.

“I mean, I don’t mind affection. It just surprises me, is all,” Din said sheepishly. Cara slowly reached out, gently grasping Din’s hand when he didn’t move to stop her. She gently rubbed her thumb in soothing circles on the back of Din’s hand, and he all but melted at the touch. Kriff, if this is how he reacted to some hand-holding, he’d probably implode if she ever tried to hug him.

“When’s the last time you’ve gotten a hug?” Cara blurted, startling Din out of his calm reverie.

“I… I mean, I would hug Grogu sometimes, but his arms are a little small to really hug back. He could always return a kov'nyn just fine though,” Din said fondly.

“Cove-what?” Cara asked, head tilted to the side in confusion.

“Kov’nyn. Sometimes it’s called a keldabe kiss. I had learned it from my Buir- the Mandalorian who found me and took me in. It can be a violent action, but I’ve mostly known it as an affectionate one. It… might be easier to show than to explain,” Din replied, seeming nervous again.

“Then go ahead and show me. If you want,” she said, hurriedly assuring him that she didn’t want to force him into anything he wasn’t comfortable with. Din took a deep breath, then reached out with his free hand and rested it on the nape of her neck, fingers gently tangling in her hair. He carefully pulled her forward until her forehead was resting against his. The moment her skin touched the cool beskar of his helmet, it felt like something had snapped into place- and dimly she realized this had been the same thing Din had done with Grogu’s silver ball.

“This is a keldabe kiss. It’s a form of greeting between Mandalorians and their loved ones,” Din said, shifting as if he was going to move away, but Cara grabbed his forearm with her free hand and halted his movements. Din let out a soft, almost broken sound, and Cara moved on pure instinct. She shifted closer and threw both arms around Din’s shoulders, now practically in his lap and forehead still learning against his helmet. Din responded in kind, one hand still firmly buried in the hair at the base of her neck, while his other arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her entirely in his lap. He let out a shaky sigh that could have been a shallow sob, but Cara didn’t comment on it. If Din needed to be held as he cried, Cara was more than willing to do so for him.

-

The Marshal and the newfound Mand’alor had been absent from the cockpit for far too long, in Fett’s opinion. So he entrusted the controls to Fennec, and made his way to the storage unit that the Mand’alor had been hiding away in. The sight that greeted him, however, was one that he never would have predicted. The Mand’alor, looking incredibly vulnerable for a man in pure beskar armor, had the Marshal in his lap, holding her close as he leaned his helmet against her forehead in a keldabe kiss. Fett smiled in spite of himself. Whatever happened, whether Princess ended up with the Darksaber or not, Fett was glad that the current Mand’alor had someone he could rely on.

-

post-fic notes: this whole fic was an excuse to write aroace din, keldabe kisses, and platonic cuddling between a man and a woman. the aro cara just sorta snuck up on me, as well as boba fett being a caring and concerned pal. oh also i personally hc fett as being the type of person to not call people by their first name unless he has a strong bond with them (you can read his relationship with fennec here however you'd like, although i like them as just buddies). i also hc his reaction to din getting the darksaber as "oh you're the king now, cool"

anyway thanks for reading, also pls reblog cause validation is my lifeblood

[reluctant-mandalore]

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Din Djarin

Fics:

Because You’re You - (gn!Reader & Asexual Reader)

Break a Nail - (fem!Reader)

Close Quarters - (gn!Reader)

Earthling - (gn!Reader)

End of a Journey - (gn!Reader)

Mesh'la - (fem!Reader)

The Mess That Started It All - (gn!Reader)

One Day - (fem!Reader) **Planned for rewrite**

Opposites Attract - (gn!Reader)

Pregnancy Blurb - (fem!Reader)

Secrets Revealed - (gn!Reader & Sith!Reader)

Tickle Fights Are Tiring - (fem!Reader)

Unwavering Support - (gn!Reader & bi!Reader)

Wait - (gn!Reader)

Headcanons:

Face Reveal Headcanons - (Fem!Reader)

The Child Jealous of the Newborn Headcanons - (Fem!Reader)

Force Sensitive Reader Headcanons - (gn!Reader)

Short Reader Headcanons - (gn!Reader)

Headache Headcanons - (gn!Reader)

Tall Reader Headcanons - (gn!Reader)

Looking After Drunk s/o Headcanons - (gn!Reader)

Reader is a Good Cook Headcanons - (gn!Reader)

Fennec Shand

Fics:

Drinking Games -(gn!Reader)

Headcanons:

Taking Care of Sick s/o Headcanons - (gn!Reader)

Crosshair

Fics:

Coming Out - (AFAB!genderfluid!Reader)

Only You - (fem!Reader)

Hunter

Fics: 

Unplanned Confessions - (fem!Reader)

900 Followers Celebration

Chilly Cuddles with Paz - (gn!Reader)

Comfort Cuddles with Din - (gn!Reader)

Icky Cuddles with Paz - (gn!Reader)

Make-Up Cuddles with Paz - (gn!Reader)

Platonic Cuddles with Din - (gn!Reader)

[reluctant-mandalore]

Din Djarin Cuddle Headcanons

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Warnings: Mostly fluff. Touch starved Mando. Hints at more sexual themes, but nothing sexual happens. It is just some lovely cuddle times. also dad!Din and bestfriend cara. not beta read >.<

Pairing: Din Djarin x Gender Neutral Reader

a/n: Hey everyone! If you haven’t noticed I really like cuddling and have been talking about cuddling with Din for a while now. So I finally did up some headcanons. I tried to separate some of the headcanons into sections so they weren’t just one big mass of points. I have quite a bit to throw at you guys lol and there may be some possible fics which arise from these headcanons >.>’

+ Din Djarin loves cuddling, and it’s something he’ll always secretly look forward to. This man is always ready for some cuddle action. 

+ Din especially loves cuddling with his significant other. He loves the warmth and intimacy he feels from being snuggled up with his sweet cyar'ika. 

+ Admittedly, being so close and wrapped up with the one he loves makes Din feel safe and at ease. He could sleep for hours snuggled up with them. 

+ Din isn’t afraid of platonic cuddling either. They haven’t done it very often, but he’s definitely shared some friendly cuddles with Cara, while working together on some jobs. There’s nothing wrong with a pair of good friends enjoying one another’s company, especially if one or both of them need some support. 

+ Cara finds it fun to joke and poke fun at Din while cuddling. She likes to tease her friend at any sort of time, but while they’re close like that it just makes it easier for her. 

+ Usually, if they partake in cuddling with one another, its for comfort reasons. Things like one of them suffering through a nightmare, or having some sort of emotional turmoil, are the main causes to their cuddle moments. 

+ Din still remembers that one day where he had just broke down after almost losing the child. Cara had ended up holding him for hours as she had comforted him after they did manage to rescue the little womprat.  

General Cuddling with a Significant Other:

+ Din will find any excuse to cuddle with his significant other, even if he doesn’t really need a reason to cuddle with them.

+ Din knows that just wanting to cuddle is a good enough motive to do so. Although, he can’t help but come up with an excuse anyway. Bottling up his emotions for years has made it hard for him to just be honest with what he wants.

+ From the lack of physical contact he has experienced in his life, he craves the touch of others, especially if it’s coming from his significant other. Cuddling just happens to be an amazing way of achieving his desire of needing to feel close to them. 

+ This means that the skin-to-skin contact that sometimes comes from cuddling, can send him into a flushing mess and can lead to some more heated encounters. 

+ Cuddling doesn’t always lead to more intimate and sexual moments with him. However, there have been numerous occasions, where a regular cuddle session has turned into a heated affair between him and his significant other. All thanks to the cuddling they had started before hand. 

+ It took Din a while to feel comfortable cuddling without all his armor on. Even with his partner wearing a blindfold, the fear of his creed being broken still remains at times. 

+ He did eventually become more relaxed with the whole thing. He now actually prefers to cuddle without his armor on. 

+ There are times where he still insists on wearing the helmet, but he has become more comfortable with removing the helmet (as long as his significant other has a blindfold on) during their cuddling moments. 

+ When he has his helmet off and his partner is blindfolded, he likes to pepper kisses along their skin, humming as he does so. He’ll caress them with feather-like touches, barely making contact with their form, as he uses just enough pressure to still send shivers down their spin. 

+ Din actually likes when his significant other well do the same to him. Pressing kisses to his revealed skin and tracing heir fingers against his many scars. Doing so can easily send him into a heated frenzy.

+ Din loves having his hair played with. He could just lay there for hours with his partners fingers twirling and running through his thick locks. The gesture always makes him feel sleepy and is one of the quickest ways to help him de-stress. 

+ He likes to play with his partner’s hair too, and he really likes seeing the calming expression that crosses their face as he does. The sight always leaves him feeling happy and content. 

+ Din is a literal space heater, as he lets off a lot of body heat naturally. So, its very nice to cuddle with him when its a cold night. He warms his partner right up. 

+ On warm nights, him and his significant other will sometimes sleep with less blankets (or even without the blankets altogether). Doing this so that they both can still cuddle and not feel too warm while sleeping. 

Cuddling Positions

+ In terms of a favourite cuddle position, he wouldn’t say that he has one. All forms of cuddling are completely valid in his mind.

+ Honestly, as long as he gets to hold and smother his cyar'ika with affection, the position it is done in doesn’t matter to him in the slightest.

+  Din may not have a favourite position, but he definitely prefers ones where he gets to be as close to his significant other as possible. This is most likely due to him being very touched starved and craving their presence.

+ Din is also a healthy mix of being the big spoon and the little spoon. He loves being both immensely.

+ He actually didn’t think he was the little spoon type of person. He thought for sure that he was a big spoon kind of cuddlier. Although, this thought process had all changed after one fateful night.

+ On this night, Din had gone to bed much later than his partner—who was already fast asleep—doing his best not to wake them. His partner had felt his presence anyway though, and they had rolled over towards him more in their sleep. As they did so, their arm had circled around his waist, their face burying itself into the back of his neck as the front of their body pressed tightly into his back. Thus, effectively making him the little spoon for the first time in his life.

+ He had quickly learned from this moment that he loved being the little spoon. He just felt so relaxed and safe like this with his partner.

+ In terms of where he likes to cuddle with his partner, he definitely prefers a more private place. One of their cots (and eventually their shared cot) being the most common.

+ Although, Din does like to let his partner sit in his lap in the pilot chair. He likes just sitting there with them in his arms, while watching stars dash by their sights. 

First Time Cuddling with Significant Other:

+  The first time Din had ever cuddled with his partner was before the two of them had even started dating. 

+ The one night—while staying on a very cold and icy planet—the night had gotten so cold that the Razor’s heating system could not keep up with it. This is what had lead to them sharing a cot. 

+ It was only to conserve body heat of course, and totally wasn’t because they both had a secret crush on one another. 

+ He had taken off his armor, leaving the helmet firmly in place, so he was in nothing but his undershirt and pants. Not feeling comfortable with removing anymore of his clothing. 

+ The two of them had started out back to back, but by morning the both of them had awoken in each other's arms, having begun cuddling sometime in the middle of the night. 

+ This was probably also the first moment that Din had realized just how much he enjoyed cuddling, especially if it was with his future significant other. 

More Cuddling Things:

+ Din’s partner will often find him cuddling with the child. The little one would be snuggled up to Din, while being hugged closely on top of his adoptive fathers chest. 

+ Sometimes Din’s partner could also be found cuddling with the child while sleeping, which leads to the bounty hunter dropping whatever he was doing and joining them instantly. 

+ If Din and his partner also have their own children, he can be found cuddling with them as well. Usually him and the children can be found all in one big pile sleeping where ever they had managed to pass out together. 

+ Family cuddles are an absolute must in their household and happen quite frequently. 

+ After some really tough jobs, Din likes to just melt into his significant other’s arms, sometimes even dozing off there on the spot from how tired he is. 

+ Din thinks that the best naps also involve some sort of cuddling. He finds that he gets a more peaceful rest if he goes to sleep snuggled up with someone.

+ If possibly, Din Djarin would live the rest of his life happily wrapped up and cuddled with his loved ones. 

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