#chats ☺︎

[annyeongffs]

Welcome back!!! I hope you are well!! No worries about smut lol do whatever makes you comfortable! 🐰❤️

bunny my love!!!! thank u for understanding,, i just have been really weird abt writing smut lately and every time i attempt to it gives me odd feelings.. i think it has to do with another idol passing and it’s increased my respect for them (not that i didn’t love or respect them before) so it’s just strange trying to write smut. also ily!!!

[abstract-hellbender]

Y'all I think I'm actualy gonna have a heart attack and die from the summer update someone lock me in a room and then lock my computer in another room FAR FROM ME 😭😭😭😭

[mackjlee9]

Are your requests open? Sorry for bothering!!

Technically, yes! They are ☺ it just kind of depends on my mood and how much I have to finish, but requests are always open~

It's just weird sometimes 😅😅

[inky-evergreen]

YES OMG LIKE IS ALMOST EVERYONE IS SIMPING FOR THAT JOLLY RACHER LOOKING CREEP

Everybody is simping over Bob (🙄) but nobody is talking about my homie Streber.

Fuck Bob he (probably) killed my homie Streber >:(

[mortesmariae]

|| tag drop!

[fictionalmenxyn]

߷𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐬߷

Pairing: Chris x influencer!reader (established relationship)

Warnings: language, suggestive talking

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You had just arrived back at the LA house. Holding food bags from McDonalds. You went over to Matt’s room and dropped his food off. Realising the boys were on stream, but Chris was in his room.

You headed down to the bottom floor, Chris’ room. You knock on the door then open it.

Chris looks over and smiles “hey chat, my meal is here.” He smirks and made sure to hide his actual food from the camera. As you walks over and sat in the spare chair. Chat blew up.

‘OMG HEY Y/N!!’ ‘EW CHRIS U JUST CALL HER UR MEAL LOL’ ‘CHRIS NO AHAH 😂’ ‘y/n is not his food guys she went to McDonalds 😭’ ‘omg Y/n on stream with the boys’ ‘cuties!!!’

You smiled at the camera “hey guys, imma hop on stream with Chris and Matt.” Chris smiled and placed his meal out on the desk “chat should Y/n take over while I eat??” Matt joked “yeah, she better anyways.” Chris playfully gasped “absolutely not!!” You laughed. Taking the controller from Chris. You started to play Fortnite with Matt.

As you played, Chris watched and read chat as he ate. He’d giggle at some comments. He asked “hey chat?? Should I feed Y/n/n a nuggie??” You laughed. Chat obviously agreed. You joked “the fucking edits are gonna go wild…” he laughed “perfect!”

He held a nugget to your lips, you took a bite. Then he fed you the other half. You thanked him then handed over the controller as he was done eating.

You talked with everyone who was watching the stream as they played. Chris glanced over and chuckled “chats asking ass or tits…” Matt replied “personality, then heart..” Chris smirked “exactly…” you pulled a ‘ok, did he just agree to that’

Then Chris added “then ass.” You gasped “I was fucking waiting for that!!” You added “I was like ‘damn he really just agreed with Matt without saying that’s then you said it I was like ‘there it is’” you all laugh.

While Matt was doing something, you and Chris sat in his room waiting for Matt’s return.

Chris was eating a pack of sour patch kids. You stuck your index finger and thumb out. You give him the puppy dog eyes “can I have you?” He grinned “magic word??” “Please??” “It’s abracadabra!” He laughed hard. You laughed at him, thinking ‘how the fuck was it that funny??’ He held the pack out to you “here babe, since you sooo kindly said ‘please’ I guess I’ll let you have some.” You smiled “thank youuu”

You looked to the camera “see chat, this is what I gotta stick up with.” That earned a loud gasp from Chris “you did not!” He put his sour patch kids down and started play fighting with you.

Matt returned to his room, sitting back in his chair. “You guys ready for another round on here? Or we playin’ dress to impress???” No answer… “Chris? Y/n? Chat, what’re they doing??” He leaned closer to his screen and read chat. Spamming.

‘They’re play fighting again!!’

Matt chuckles, you get back into your seat again “Matt come get your fuggly ass brother” Chris playfully but definitely gently punched your arm. You punched his back “ow bitch! That hurt!” You giggled. “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up!” “Wa, wa, babe, too bad so sad.” Chris demanded “kiss it better!!” You laughed. Giving his shoulder a kiss.

After a while, you were now sat on his lap as you watched him and Matt play dress to impress. “No Chris get the mini skirt!!” “I’m getting there!!” You clapped when he put it on the avatar “fucking slay, hoe!” He smiled. You said “chat, rate fit outta ten!” Everyone spamming nines and tens.

As the ratings started, Chris wrapped his arms around your waist. Placing a few small kisses to your cheek and jaw. He smiled “foot outfit choice, baby” you smiled “what can I say, I’m just too good.” Matt and Chris laughed.

You lean back into Chris, resting your head on his shoulder. Staying like that for the rest of the stream. In between all the play fighting and grabbing snacks. He also gave you the occasional kisses and pecks. You were the official ‘chat reader’ as Chris put it. Reading out chat and talking to the viewers. Everyone loved you on stream with the guys while they played games all night.

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[obsessedwrhys]

Hi!!! could you make a headcanon of valen with fem merlin please? I've been searching and there's almost nothing ;; thank you also for making the headcanons of other characters ♡

|| VALEN DATING HEADCANONS ||

ᯓ★ just lots of fluff, reader is fem!! (I'm glad you like my other work ☺)

Despite his good looks and the rumours told by the villagers, he's actually inexperienced with love. He's constantly busy with his duties so he never really felt it was necessary to be in a relationship.

That was when he met you and oh boy did he fall head over heels for you HARD.

At first he didn't think much of it and simply just saw it as a task by Hogan to protect you, but the more you guys spent time together, the more he enjoys being by your side.

He was in denial the moment he realised he had developed feelings for you but he also couldn't deny what his heart wanted. So eventually he just chose to go with the flow.

His behaviour wouldn't change drastically but he does seem to develop a few traits when he came to the conclusion that he had a crush on you.

His eyes would linger on you longer when the group discusses on a topic, his brows relaxed as he's giving you the heart eyes.

And how he was always the first person to check up on you after every battles, making sure you weren't hurt anywhere.

He would also notice little details about you. How you seem to rub your arms when you're awkward or play with your hair when you're bored.

There was this one time he noticed you shivering a bit on the cold night so he offered you his cloak/cape, you thanked him which made his heart swoon but his face hid it with a simple smile.

When your group made it back to Holistone after your eventful journey, he was quick to treat everyone with drinks. It was there where he confessed to you.

Scenario ↴

Everyone had left to chat with their friends and he found you drinking alone at your table. With the opportunity in his hand, he slide into the empty seat beside you.

"You're alone, where are your chipmunk friends?" He'd ask with his arm rested on the chair and the other on the table.

"They left to check out the market" You'd say with both your hands wrapped around your glass.

He eyes your face for a while as he tries to think of the right words to say. He gulps but tried to cover it up by pretending to clear his throat.

"I uh—"

"Your face is red"

"Huh?" His eyes widened, but when he realised there was no way out, he ended up relaxing his face with a defeated sigh.

"I guess nothing bypasses the magister. Not even a knight's feelings..." He'd smile warmly at you when it was your turn to be flustered.

The second you guys started dating, it was huge news to the villagers. They were curious how you managed to catch his eye when all of the women have been trying their hardest to get his acknowledgement.

Some even made up rumours that you might have used a love spell on him.

Throughout the relationship, Valen would definitely be affectionate. Expect lots of flirting and corny jokes.

"You’re so beautiful that you made me forget my pickup line"

"Valen go to sleep..."

He's also very open with PDA, nothing too extreme though, just simple things like holding hands and kisses on the cheek or forehead. He just loves to see you smile.

I have a feeling that since you two are dating, it would be easier for Valen to figure out you were Merlin. He wouldn't be mad that you hid it from him but rather he understood your reasons for it. Also, he wouldn't say anything about it until your secret was revealed by Mirael.

He'd just stand there with his hand on the handle of his sword, completely unfazed because what kind of boyfriend would he be if he didn't know that first??

Once your secret was out, expect him to ask lots of questions about your magic.

Like can you give a cat wings?

How does it work?

Could you make him 1 inch taller?

The first time he saw you use your magic outside of battles was when you used it to tie your hair. It baffled him but he had to admit it was fun to watch.

Thats why he would always stare at you all excited whenever you used your magic to do simple tasks. His excuse for his behaviour being "How can I not watch when you look so effortlessly gorgeous 😚"

His petname for you is Dove and this is a headcanon I will defend with all my heart.

He picked the name because he always found doves romantic, the name was easily decided the second you brought love into his life.

I just have a feeling his kisses are playful most of the time but when he's really serious, it'd be the most breathtaking kisses you could ever experience. His hand will always find its place behind your back when you two share the moment.

He definitely adores it when you kiss him too, especially on his cheek where his scar is. He also likes it when you trace your fingers across it because it always help him relax. Your gentle touch soothing his soul from a bad memory.

One more thing. He becomes more protective over you. Not in a bad way though, he knows you can defend yourself with your magic but that doesn't mean he's not gonna try to protect you from the enemy.

He doesn't care if the person is bigger or stronger than him, he'll still draw his sword.

After every fight, you'd always tend to his wounds and even through your complaints at his recklessness, he'd still look at you with genuine love in his gaze.

"You're such an idiot"

"A charming one right?"

He shows you off A LOT. I'm talking like crazy lot. Every conversation he shared with anyone, he's always gonna talk about you several times. It drives Hogan crazy, don't get me wrong, he's happy for you two but he can't seem to get his lovesick head to function.

I make him sound like he's crazy about you (which he kinda is) but it's just he's really proud of you. He's so very supportive of you!! He might even have Chippy and Hammie beat at being your number one fan.

Like hello??? My girlfriend is saving the world here 🙄

Of course, he's a very understanding person. If there's anything you're uncomfortable with, just talk it out with him and he'll make sure it won't happen again.

Now for dates. He likes to take you to the most prettiest spot of Holistone or any places he knows. You guys would just spend time chit chatting or cuddling.

Your personal favourite was when he had managed to plan a picnic for you two on a hill, it was adorable watching him cut the food into smaller slices and then feeding you, it was his way of giving you the princess treatment.

Well he is a knight and it is his duty.

Since he's very affectionate, he can also be a tease. He likes teasing the height difference between you two. He finds it adorable.

"You're so small. Are you sure you're as the myth foretold? The mighty merlin? So cute..." He'd stroke your hair with a smile.

I feel like he'd teach you some skills to defend yourself just in case. He knows your magic is powerful but he's not gonna risk it, not when it comes to you.

The lessons would mostly be basic hand-to-hand combat. There was this one time you managed to beat him in a friendly duel and even though he was going easy on you, he was still proud of you regardless so he showered you with compliments.

Another thing I'd like to add is that he secretly write poems dedicated to you. He's too embarrassed to share them with you so if you ever found out, he thinks he'll actually dig a hole and bury himself alive. He'll only share ONE poem with you once he finishes rereading it for the 19373th time and making sure it's good.

By the way, this man can get jealous. He doesn't like seeing Lorsan get too close to you. Half of the times he'd actually cross his arms without even realising when watching you two talk. You always laugh at his behaviour which he does not appreciate.

"What are you laughing at? I don't see anything funny about it..."

Also did I mention how he smells like white musk?? You know like those scents that you smell and you just feel so in love??? Yeah that.

Honestly... 100/10 BOYFRIEND!!

[mountainficss]

Any thoughts on stalker! Jeonghan? Idk if you do dark concepts , so it's on u ☺

!! mentions of: stalking, masturbation, sending sexual photos

hi, anon! and ooo i’ve never gotten a dark concept before, but i would love to try. thank you so much for sending me one!

stalker!jeonghan who you’d meet through a mutual friend, finding his long hair and smug expressions incredibly charming. he’d seem like an individual that exuded confidence, and he’d do well in playing the part when he first met you. you’d enjoy being around him, and he’d entertain you throughout the night. it seemed like there was never a dull moment with jeonghan, and you were starting to take an interest in him.

and of course, jeonghan would take an interest in you too :) he’d ask the mutual friend for all your socials, adding and following you on every platform you had an account for. thinking nothing of it, you’d follow and add him back on everything, smiling to yourself knowing the pretty boy went out of his way to find your socials. but of course it wouldn’t stop there.

jeonghan would go through all of your posts in his free time, studying all of your photos and videos. he’d look at posts dated back to as long as a few years ago, and would also stare at the stories you’d post on each platform. he’d even like them occasionally, and you’d sometimes get notifications of jeonghan liking your old posts. you’d snicker at his social media stalking, but little do you know he isn’t stopping there.

jeonghan would begin checking your location often, since you openly shared it with all followers and friends on your accounts. he’d check every time you’d cross his mind (which was often), and he’d constantly find himself missing you. so since he missed you so much, how great would it be for him to see you in person?

he’d watch you from afar at first, finding your exact whereabouts from your public location. he’d keep his distance, but he’d be so entranced watching you in public. whether you were chatting with your friends at a restaurant, plucking clothing items off the racks at the mall, or ordering your favorite drink at your favorite coffee place (an iced caramel macchiato with light caramel drizzle…interesting), he’d be watching. he’d think you’re too cute doing regular daily tasks.

after a while though, he’d grow tired of watching you from a distance. he wanted to be close to you. so naturally, that’s what jeonghan would do! he’d find any possible excuses to run into you in public. he’d casually pass by your table when you’re eating out with your friends, telling you that he just finished dinner with his. you’d be delighted to see him, finding it refreshing to see a familiar pretty face. he’d act surprised when he finds you in the same store as him, telling you that he’s just browsing and passing you a shirt he knows you’d like. and of course you don’t like it, you love it, just as jeonghan knew you would. he knows your taste. he’d even find you doing your daily coffee shop stop, already standing in line as you walk in. you’d greet him with a huge grin, completely unaware of how many coincidental meetings you’ve had with jeonghan this week. you can’t complain though; he’s too likable to not enjoy seeing him all the time. he’d even offer to pay for your drink!

he’d order for the both of you, getting your order exact without you even having to tell him. you’d stare at him with shock, mouth slightly agape as he hands you your drink with a smile. “how did you know i like a light drizzle on my caramel macchiato?” you’d question, astonished by his accuracy. “was a lucky guess,” he’d respond, trying to bite back his smug grin. “you seem like the type.” you’d just beam at him and he’d swoon internally, tilting his cup to his lips to hide his impish smirk.

and he wouldn’t stop at public places either. he’d even find your address, stopping by every once and a while to peek through your windows. you conveniently leave all your blinds open and curtains pulled back, so he took it as a sign. he’d mean no harm of course, he just wanted to see you more! your presence was so addicting, and he just wouldn’t be able to help himself. he was just harmlessly studying you in your natural state, that’s all! he wouldn’t be able to look away when he sees you undressing in the comfort of your room, wouldn’t even want to blink when he sees your hands traveling over your nude form. he’d witness you plop down onto your plush mattress and spread your legs, trailing a hand down to touch yourself while the other traces up and down your skin. you’d look so pretty to him, so desperate as you play with yourself, and he couldn’t stop himself from snaking a hand down his pants. he’d offer himself the bare minimum of pleasure, mostly caught up in the way you pleased yourself. he wanted to know everything. what turned you on, what made you squirm, what made you make all those pretty faces. he’d study every movement of your fingers from outside your window, convincing himself that he can do it better. he can fuck you better, can make you cum harder than any of your fingers stuffed inside you could. he’d palm himself harder, getting worked up at the sight of you nestled so tranquilly in your bedroom and trying your hardest to make yourself cum. everything about you was so gentle, so perfect, and jeonghan had to see it closer. he had to have you to himself. he’d fish out his phone from his pocket with his free hand, still palming himself as he shoots you a text.

jeonghan: hey 👋 what are you up to rn? <3

he’d watch you through the glass, noticing your hands stop their movements as you heard your phone ping. you’d grab for it with a free hand, resuming your lewd actions with your occupied hand. he’d take in your expression when you read who texted you, and he swore he could see your face become redder.

you: hi jeonghan! not much right now :)

you’d stuff two fingers deeper inside of your hole, eyes rolling back a bit as you hit a spot that seemed to set you off. jeonghan could feel sweat beading at his hairline, and he’d answer as fast as he could with one free hand.

jeonghan: i feel like you’re lying hehe. you busy?

you: fineee. i am kind of busy 👀

jeonghan would laugh breathily at the message, his head slightly lolling to the side as he stroked himself a few times.

jeonghan: oh yeah? doing what, might i ask?

you: it’s a bit personalll…don’t know if you’d wanna know ;(

jeonghan would tug his bottom lip between his teeth, glancing through your window again to see a fucked-out you, hair tousled and splayed over your pillows.

jeonghan: i always wanna know ;)

instead of a response, you’d reluctantly pull your fingers from your heat, spreading the soaked digits and snapping a picture. jeonghan wouldn’t even notice the action from being too consumed in the texts, and he’d be met with an image of your glistening fingers coated with your arousal. his breath would hitch, letting out a quiet groan as he stares at the photo.

you: too much? :(

you: i’m so sorry, forget i sent it k?

jeonghan: please let me come over. i can make you feel so much better i swear

he wouldn’t receive a response for a little, peering into your bedroom and waiting for you to type an answer.

you: yes please :(

as soon as you give him the green light, he’s turning off his phone and yanking his hand from underneath his pants, practically speed walking to your front door. he doesn’t care how suspicious it makes him look that he’s here minutes after you answer him, knocking three times at your door and eagerly waiting. you’d swing open your front door timidly, having thrown on an oversized t-shirt before you answered the door. your face would be flushed and pouty as you stare up at him hungrily. “h-how’d you know where to go?” you’d gaze at him distractedly, lips slightly parted. “saw your location. you’re sharing it with your friends,” he’d respond automatically, taking in your disheveled state up close and attempting not to cum in his boxers at the sight. “you—you were so fast,” you’d mumble absently, pupils dilating in lust as you notice the bulge in his sweats. “just happened to be in the neighborhood,” he’d flirt shamelessly, smirking as you let him inside.

you’d be too oblivious to ever question any of jeonghan’s “coincidences,” and you couldn’t seem to care when he pleasured you so well <3

taglist: @jeonghanpill , @bangantokchy , @caratboy , @bewoyewo , @luvseungcheol , @wonvsmile , @haolovre , @aaniag , @writingbarnes , @dokyeomkyeom , @allieyaaa

[kenziebluex]

All Mine

Giyū Tomioka - Kinktober 2024 Day 6 - A/B/O Heat

♫ Plaza - All Mine

Story Description: Every Saturday night, Cam Boy Giyu hosts a live broadcast. But one particular evening, something unexpected happens during his private session with Reader - he goes into heat. Surprised by this turn of events, Giyu comes up with a brilliant idea. Reader lives only 20 minutes away from him - why not ask for their help in getting through his heat?

Tags: Camboy Giyu, A/B/O Heat, Bottom Giyu, Omega Giyu, Alpha Reader, Pegging, Orgasm Delay, Scent Marking, Multiple Orgasm 

“You want me to do what?” you practically screamed, but whispered at the same time in an attempt to keep your voice down and not disturb any of your lingering housemates.

“Come over and help me through my heat, Alpha.” Giyu whined out, obviously uncomfortable with his raging hard in hand. Sweat glistened on his forehead and his muscles trembled with the intensity of his approaching heat.

You were accustomed to seeing him naked, but today it was more intense than usual. This was the first time you two had fully interacted….

It all started a year ago when you stumbled upon a local cam boy while searching for omega porn videos to get you through the night. At first, you were hesitant about watching a livestream, but once you saw him, you were hooked.

His upper face was obscured, but his body was undeniably sinful. As an omega, he was surprisingly fit with defined abs and veins trailing down his happy trail. You caught a glimpse of his black hair, tied back in a ponytail, leading you to assume it was long. 

But it wasn't just his appearance that drew you in. When he moaned, his voice took on a higher pitch, but when he spoke normally, it was a sweet and low tone that captivated you. You were hooked on his voice and his body.

Before long, you became an active watcher - chatting in the comments, sending money, and fulfilling any requests the omega had.

It only took a few months of interactions before you caught Giyu’s eye. He only had a few regulars and never went out his way to message anyone asking if they wanted a private stream. But he kept seeing your username and he was curious. More times than he can count he started looking out for your username in the chat, following any instruction you gave him. Your politeness and commanding attitude in the chat intrigued him.

He realized that it was becoming a habit. So when one night you messaged you wanted to see his face he almost moved the camera up. He realized he was screwed due to his need for you. 

Despite rarely doing private streams and only accepting offers from Alphas with large sums of money, he wanted to host one for you.

You couldn't believe your eyes right now. It was halloween night and while everyone else went out, you stayed in to watch Giyu's special one-hour livestream. Given that halloween fell on a Friday this year he decided to do a one hour livestream over his usual 3 hour livestream. 

The stream ended a couple of minutes ago and you were glad that you watched it. He had used your favorite toy of his, a 7-inch orange dildo with ridges along the sides, and you couldn't tear your eyes away from the screen as he moaned in pleasure. You weren't sure how it could feel good, but with the way he moaned while using it you knew it did. 

Even though you didn’t cum, watching him ride the toy made you incredibly horny. Your breath would hitch up everytime he would moan out a string of words. 

What shocked you a few minutes after the stream had ended your message chat box pinged signaling you had an offer for a private stream.

Giyu: Hey, 

Would you be interested in doing a private stream? I do them sometimes for my most dedicated followers. ☺

Most dedicated? Okay that’s a little embarrassing, you thought, feeling slightly flustered. So that means he has seen your comments, you knew there was a chance he had and at times you felt like he was listening to you when you suggested he move a certain way or perform certain actions. You thought it was wishful thinking but realized you weren’t just being delusional. 

You accepted the invitation without much thought, eager for the private stream to begin. As you joined the chat room with a black screen, you took a few minutes to make sure your makeup was still flawless and your outfit was just revealing enough, anticipating where the night would lead.

The anticipation only grew as Giyu's message appeared in the chat: "I'll be in the room soon, sorry to keep you waiting." You could sense his nerves through his words, making you even more excited for what was to come.

If you thought you were nervous, Giyu was a hot mess. He felt flustered and hot so he needed a moment hoping to cool off. In his head, you were the Alpha of his fantasies and he couldn't wait to finally meet you one on one. He had already fallen for your personality in such a short amount of time, so he wasn't worried about your looks - he knew you would be absolutely stunning. 

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't seem to calm his nerves or cool off from the intense heat coursing through him. He was practically purring. 

The anticipation had been building for 10 long minutes, and just as you were about to give up and go in search of a snack, the screen finally began to load. Your heart raced as Giyu's polite smile appeared on the screen, but you were too distracted by his shirtless chest to notice the nerves that flitted across his face. You couldn't help but admire the way his muscles and abs rippled under his skin, even though you saw it every week. You were grateful that the camera wasn't on, so he couldn't see the hunger in your eyes.

"Sorry I'm late," he said with a stretch, giving you another tantalizing view of his chiseled abs and defined V-line. Jesus, he was even more attractive in person.

"Don't apologize," you replied, trying to sound nonchalant despite the fluttering in your stomach. 

"I'm sure you had to change after your stream. And you look good, by the way." you added in a nervous laugh, immediately regretting your boldness. But when you saw the shocked and then red-faced expression on Giyu's face, you couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at having caught him off guard with your compliment.

“Oh, uh, I had to clean up. And...um...you look good too,” he realized his mistake and stumbled over a follow-up sentence.

“I mean, I'm sure you look great. That's not what I meant. What I meant was, um, if I could see you right now, you would be...beautiful.” Giyu's face was turning red from embarrassment and he couldn't seem to find the right words.

“Sorry, I'm just really nervous,” he finally admitted in a hushed tone, as if it were a secret. You gave him a moment to collect himself before speaking again. 

After a fit of laughter, you assured him that you understood what he meant. You decided to turn on your camera at this moment. You were wearing a black robe that was typically reserved for when you were working on your computer, in case any of your roommates barged into your room. The robe had a low v-shaped neckline that accentuated your cleavage, but it was long enough to make you feel comfortable walking around the dorm in it. 

For the second time tonight, you managed to surprise Giyu. Not only did he not expect you to turn on the camera, but he also didn't expect you to be his type exactly. In fact, you were the most stunning woman he had ever spoken to; his body couldn't hide its reaction. He was already starting to overheat just from looking at you, and every part of him wanted to get down on his knees and worship your body. 

He had only caught a glimpse of your chest, but it was enough to leave him desperate for more. You could tell that he was incredibly turned on, and his flushed cheeks gave it away. He let out a soft whimper before reaching down to relieve some of the pressure in his cock. 

“Stop.” Your commanding voice rang out, stopping his movement in its tracks. His hand had been hovering over his imprint in his pants before dropping to his side. He let out a small whine, his eyes glazed with desire. You didn't know what came over you, but seeing that he actually listened to you ignited a fire within you. 

"Baby, I didn't give you permission to touch yourself," you said, smirking at the screen.

"Sorry Alpha, I didn't mean to," he replied wide-eyed, looking up at you for your reaction.

"Alpha? We just got on the call and you're already calling me Alpha. How...slutty," you teased, leaning closer to the camera and locking eyes with him. "If you want to be so good for your alpha, you won't touch yourself without permission."

"Yes ma'am," Giyu replied, his voice thick with desire. His thighs clenched as he tried to restrain himself from giving into his lust. 

You couldn't understand why he was so turned on by this exchange, but the answer would soon become clear.

Giyu could feel that something was amiss. He had a strong sexual desire and usually had no problem controlling himself, but now he felt like he could climax from just a light breeze. It wasn't until a few moments later that he realized he was in heat.

"Babe, can you do me a favor?" Giyu finally spoke up, fully aware of the situation he was in. "I'm going to send you an address, how far away are you from there?"

The chat box lit up to indicate that you had received his message. You were curious so you searched the address on your GPS and showed him the screen. 

Giyu's heart leaped with joy when he saw the address and noticed that you were only 20 minutes away. 

"That's my address," he said, trying to remain calm but feeling nervous about moving too quickly. He didn't want to scare you off, but his body was begging for you.

"This might be too soon for you, but I'm going into heat," Giyu continued, noticing that you were still in shock. "I really need you to have sex with me." He whimpered as another wave of heat washed over him, his body obediently refraining from touching his erection.

“You want me to do what?” you practically screamed, but whispered at the same time in an attempt to keep your voice down and not disturb any of your lingering housemates.

“Come over and help me through my heat, Alpha.” Giyu whined out, obviously uncomfortable with his raging hard in hand. Sweat glistened on his forehead and his muscles trembled with the intensity of his approaching heat.

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As you pulled up to Giyu's place, you couldn't help but feel nervous. The entire drive over, you and Giyu discussed your interests and expectations for the evening. You both agreed that this was not a one-time thing and that you were interested in dating each other. Spending his heat with him was just the start of your relationship, and you were already planning future dates together.

As you walked to the entrance of his apartment complex, you barely had time to admire the Halloween decorations before he pulled you into a tight hug followed by a passionate kiss that left you breathless. His scent, a mixture of cinnamon and apples, enveloped you and sent shivers down your spine. In that moment, you knew he was meant for you.

You had seen him on a screen before, but seeing him in person was a whole different experience. Your instincts kicked in, urging you to show him that you could provide for him and take care of him. You could feel yourself growling at the thought. Deciding that enough talking had been done, all you wanted now was to stake your claim on this beautiful man standing in front of you.

"Take me upstairs," you commanded the jumpy omega, who couldn't hide his excitement. He was in heat, so it wasn't surprising when he stopped snuggling and marking your neck with his scent as you climbed the stairs. 

In that moment, a wave of possessiveness washed over you. Questions like "Who has he done this with?" and "How often?" raced through your mind. You didn't realize you were saying them out loud in a series of grunts, consumed by the smell of your omega in heat. 

"No one, it's just you. I promise, only you," Giyu sobbed against your neck, overwhelmed by the emotions radiating from you. "Just you, Alpha. Please."

You set your bag down next to the bed and quickly got to work, sensing another round of heat coming from him. Pushing Giyu to sit on the edge of the bed, you knelt down in front of him and made yourself comfortable as you slid his shorts down his legs.

Even though you still emitted an angry scent, he could feel that it wasn't directed at him, and the overwhelming scent of lust soon took over those feelings. 

"Let me know if it's too much," you said, even though deep down you knew he wouldn't stop you. You continued to position yourself between his legs, eager to please him. 

Giyu's cock was already hard and pointed towards the ceiling, leaking precum. His thighs were trembling slightly, a sign that he wouldn't last long. You started by kissing along his length, pressing your face against him as he gasped. Moving down, you left a trail of kisses on his inner thighs and sucked on his skin, leaving marks behind. The scent of him was intoxicating and it only made you want him more. 

You couldn't resist any longer and licked up the precum that had pooled on his abs. You needed to taste him on your tongue. 

"Talk to me, babe," you growled as your hands gripped his legs, holding him still. You wanted to hear every moan and word that came from his mouth. He had been trying so hard not to move but you could see how overwhelmed he was. 

"I need- I need your mouth on me," Giyu finally spoke, his voice raspy from holding back. "I can't stop thinking about it; how good it would feel and how well you would suck me off. I wonder if you can deepthroat and if-" His words were cut off as you took the tip of his cock into your mouth, eliciting a string of pleas from him. 

You took your time playing with the head of his cock, tracing over the veins with your tongue knowing it would drive him crazy. Twisting around his length, you used your tongue to swirl around the tip before taking him halfway into your throat again. "Please, I'm going to come," Giyu whined as he dropped his hands to the side and gripped onto the mattress. 

"Say my name," you demanded as you took him all the way down your throat. It had been a while since you deepthroated someone, but for Giyu, you were determined to do it.

"I'm coming," he stuttered, his grip on your hair tightening. "Y/N, you have to-"

You didn't let up, taking him even deeper while sucking harder. You held onto his hips to prevent him from thrusting up into your mouth as he came. His body tensed and he let out a loud moan, his abs tightening as he released into your mouth. He gripped onto your hair tightly and if you weren't holding onto his thighs, you knew he would be fucking your face in that moment. 

After a few moments, he stopped whimpering and his body relaxed, no longer spasming. You rubbed his sides, congratulating him on a job well done as the last waves of his orgasm washed over him. As he calmed down, his hands found their way to your face, gently lifting it up to bring you into a kiss. Your lips battled for dominance before he gave in, allowing you to lead the kiss with passion and heat. 

"You okay?" you whispered, pulling back from the kiss but still leaving small pecks on his lips. 

"I need more," he whispered back, his eyes showing how lost he was in the moment. His heat had finally taken over completely. Usually omegas in heat were demanding and needy, but Giyu seemed quite docile under your touch. It only proved to you that he was strong and perfect for you.

Before you approached him, you had both agreed that you would be the one topping Giyu during his heat. Normally, he preferred to be in control, but when he was in heat, he wanted nothing more than to be dominated. He enjoyed someone else taking charge and this played into his desire to bottom during his heats. 

As you broke away from your embrace, you grabbed your bag and emptied its contents while both of you looked through what you packed. The bag contained two dildos, lube, gloves, fuzzy handcuffs, and a strap-on. Without hesitation, Giyu blushed as he reached for the strap-on and lube, handing them to you. 

"I already prepared earlier, so you don't have to," he said nervously, avoiding eye contact. Glancing down, you noticed that he was already half-hard. Even if he hadn't prepared himself beforehand, it wouldn't have been difficult given how slick he was. 

You began undressing, placing your clothes on a nearby chair. As you stripped down, Giyu couldn't help but stare at your body with admiration.

"Lie down for me," you commanded as you removed his shirt. He obediently lay on his stomach, giving you the perfect view of his back dimples and toned shoulders. 

But it was his ass that truly caught your attention in this position. His arousal was impossible to hide as slick leaked down his legs. With his head buried in his hands and a groan escaping his lips when you touched him, Giyu muttered "Alpha" into his arm as you inserted two fingers into him.

Determined to hear more moans from him, you worked on finding his prostate. You were desperate to get inside him at this point. When your fingers finally hit the right spot and elicited a high-pitched whine from Giyu's mouth, you teased him by continuously hitting that sweet spot inside him. He was practically drooling into the pillow, arching his back to present himself for you. 

Feeling overwhelmed with desire, you removed your fingers, met with even more whines from Giyu. You moved away to adjust the strap-on, eager to finally fuck him.

"You've been so good for me, omega. Here's what's going to happen: you'll keep presenting yourself for me and I'll fuck you. You can grip the headboard, but no more hiding your moans. Got it?" you said, turning his head to face you.

"Okay," he whispered, avoiding eye contact. 

"Nope, look at me."

"Yes, Y/n. Yes, Alpha," he cried out as he looked into your eyes. His cock was painfully hard, trapped and rubbing against the bed. Panting heavily, he let out a high-pitched moan as soon as you were fully inside him. You couldn't help but watch in pleasure as his thighs flexed around you. If only you could feel all the sensations he was feeling right now; you just knew he would be squeezing your cock so tightly.

He attempted to reach for his own cock before remembering your command and leaving it alone. 

His body convulsed violently, his back arching off the bed as if begging for more. His hole quivered around the fake cock as he climaxed without any touch to his own cock, rubbing it raw against the rough sheets. Giyu groaned into the pillow, thrusting back against you with a desperate need for another release.

“Ah fuck-.” Giyu moaned into the pillow thrusting back.

This was your cue to continue fucking him harder and faster, giving in to your own desire. Your hips moved in a steady rhythm, gradually building up speed until Giyu's panting became harsh and ragged. You could tell he was on the brink of his third orgasm of the night as he eagerly surrendered himself to you. 

"Come for me, my love. Show me how good I make you feel," you muttered between gasps, feeling your own climax approaching. The strap pressed mercilessly against your sensitive center with each thrust, sending waves of pleasure through your entire body. 

You were lost in the ecstasy, unsure of what triggered your own orgasm - whether it was the way Giyu's lower back flexed or his sweet moans that pushed you over the edge.

"Giyu, I'm coming!" you cried out, burying your face in his shoulder as you climaxed. But before you could catch your breath, you reached under him and took hold of his throbbing cock, stroking it with practiced ease. It only took three strokes before he exploded in a mind-numbing release. His hips jerked uncontrollably as he shouted out ("Alpha! Y/N! Please!") and collapsed onto the sheets in a trembling heap.

You watched in awe as Giyu's body finally relaxed into a deep slumber, his chest rising and falling with each steady breath. And as you held him close, still buzzing from your intense lovemaking session, you couldn't help but feel grateful for every moment shared with this incredible man who gave you everything you ever wanted.

Your legs trembled for a moment as you rose from the bed. You carefully turned him onto his side and went to the attached bathroom to gather cleaning supplies. Wiping him down with a towel, you also cleaned yourself before returning to his side. Finding a blanket, you covered the wet spot on the bed knowing he wouldn't wake up anytime soon.

As he snored lightly, you laid back down next to him. His brows furrowed and his nose scrunched in his sleep. He rolled over, searching for your body and finding your side before curling into you. His face relaxed into a peaceful expression and he resumed snoring.

There was no denying it - this omega was meant for you.

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Candles

Din Djarin x GN!Reader

Summary: Even though Din insists he doesn't want you to make a fuss over his birthday, you cannot resist spoiling him in your own special way. Although your perfect day does not go entirely to plan, you are determined to make the best of it...

Word Count:  3.8k ✯ Rating: Teen ✯ Content Warnings: A few suggestive lines, mentions of grief/mourning parents. Other than that, pure fluff! ✯ Author's Note: Thank you @decembermidnight for betaing this one, I always appreciate your help! Since we don't know Din's canonical birthday I thought May the Fourth was a good excuse to celebrate... but you get it on Revenge of the Fifth instead! ☺︎ I saw a post from someone (can't remember who) that said Din has holes in his socks, it's a hc I hold dear and was fun to explore in this fic!

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Din Djarin does not delight in being doted upon. You know this with as much certainty as two suns rise over Tatooine. 

Yet, you cannot resist your urge to spoil him on the one day of the year that is truly his.

Din's reluctance to be spoiled is precisely why you rose before dawn, pottering around the modest galley, gathering the ingredients necessary to bake a cake. You hope that even though Din is ordinarily a light sleeper, the energy he exerted in passion the previous evening will have sufficiently tired him out so that he sleeps in, for once. 

After all, he does so much for you and the big-eared, bug-eyed baby boy you both vowed to raise as a Mandalorian warrior in the small cabin you share on Nevarro. Baking him a cake is the least you can do.

Preparing a cake to celebrate his birthday is not the only thing you have in mind. Even though Din already declared that the greatest gift of all is your love, you could not resist spending a few credits to treat him to a small gift. The thought of surprising him with it causes a knot of anxiety in your stomach, but you try to suppress those fears as you begin weighing out the ingredients.

You focus too on the beautiful sentiment Din expressed to you, how deeply he treasures your love. Such words are a far cry from the hardened, battle-weary warrior you had first encountered on Coruscant. Din reported to your boss, Carson Teva, for his latest missions from the New Republic. The first meeting in that office had left you curious, if a little intimidated, by the hulking Mandalorian who towered over you as you quietly worked at your desk.

Din extended a gloved hand to you at the end of your all-too-brief conversation. When you took it and shook it, marvelling at the softness of the leather and how his hand engulfed yours, you were sure that you had felt a spark. You wondered whether you detected a hint of longing in his lingering touch. Whether he, too, had felt a tingle across his skin as your hands touched.

Almost an entire cycle later, you had your answer.

You smile when you think back to those early days. How Din's visits became more frequent and led to longer and more personal conversations. Your chats became less concerned with threats that plagued the galaxy. Eventually, they continued outside the parameters of the depressing New Republic office building where you once worked. 

Life with Din was everything you had yearned for and more. A boring bureaucratic desk job was never your desired lot in life. Din had opened up an entire galaxy of possibilities for you. He had brought you to Nevarro and given you the life you had always wanted but never expected for yourself.

All things considered, making a special effort for his birthday is the least you can do to attempt to repay the enormous debt of gratitude you owe to Din. A debt you are certain you will never truly manage to clear but are determined to try anyway.

So, rather than spending the first moments of light of Din’s birthday cuddling with him... instead, you find yourself hunched over the kitchen counters as pale orange light streams in from across the lava flats.

You hum quietly to yourself while you mix the carefully weighed-out ingredients, careful not to wake Din. Pouring the batter into the tins is a rather precarious manoeuvre and you are careful not to waste a single drop of the mixture. 

With the cakes finally baking in the Nanowave, you turn your attention to the mountain of pots before you. Upon seeing it, you wish Din was a little more flexible on his no-droids policy. Or that Grogu was awake. 

The kid has been known to use his powers to aid his parents with domestic chores from time to time, particularly if you allow him to sneakily eat a frog from his pond without his father noticing. 

Unfortunately, there is to be no help. If you want to keep the secret cake under wraps until you present it to Din later, you must get stuck into washing up.

You make good progress, carefully scrubbing away the remnants of batter with a soapy rag. So consumed are you by your diligent cleaning of each pot and utensil that you do not hear familiar footsteps as they echo across the hard kitchen floor.

You let out a yelp of surprise into the stillness of the early morning when a familiar pair of long arms wrap around your waist and a chin rests upon your shoulder.

“Good morning, ner riduur,” Din rasps as he softly kisses the side of your neck.

His voice is rough and gravelly with sleep, even deeper than usual. You gasp as he presses himself into you. It seems that Din has sufficiently recovered from the exhausting activities which kept you awake for most of the night. Until dawn was far closer than you had intended, given how early you knew you had to be awake to bake his cake.

For a moment, it is enough to make you forget the task at hand. 

Then you remember with a jolt why you are in the kitchen at such an early hour. You spin around in Din's embrace and vocalise your disapproval. 

“Din! It's far too early. Go back to bed!” you plead, keen for him to leave immediately.

Din responds by tightening his grip on your waist and continuing to press hot, open-mouthed kisses on your neck. It takes all of your strength to push him away.

"Please, Din," you whine, staring into his eyes, “I'll join you soon.”

Din sighs and then nods slowly, “Don't be too long, I'll be lonely...”

You exhale deeply as he turns to leave, pleased that Din is none the wiser about the surprise sweet treat. 

Unfortunately, the Nanowave has other plans. The characteristic ding lets you know that the cake is ready. Before you can respond, Din is over there in a shot. For the first time, you notice that he is wearing nothing except a pair of loose-fitting cotton shorts. His toned physique bared to you, muscles straining under his scarred skin as he leans over to take the cake out of the Nanowave. 

Din spins around with the cake cradled in his hands, the tin covered in a towel to protect his hands. He raises an eyebrow at you, clearly confused at what you have been making.

“Surprise!” you halfheartedly exclaim, with a nervous chuckle, “Well, it was meant to be a surprise at least…” 

“Ner kar’ta, you shouldn’t have,” Din whispers, with no true sense of disapproval in his tone. His brown eyes are glassy as he smiles at you with such tenderness that you feel your chest tighten.

Din asked you not to make a fuss over his birthday. But you can tell he is deeply touched by the gesture. The emotion on his face is almost enough to distract you from the fact that your riduur is barely clothed, practically glowing in the soft golden light which brings the promise of a new day. 

Almost.

All frustration and disappointment vanished at the sight of him before you. Din is always stunning, but in dawn's soft, golden light, you are convinced he is the most breathtaking sight in the entire galaxy.

You take the cake from his hands and gently set it on the kitchen counter to cool. Although Din has seen the cake, he has no idea of the decoration you intend to adorn it with. Later. You can finish the cake later.

For now, those honey-flecked brown eyes and the expanse of golden skin on display are far too irresistible. You pad across the kitchen and wrap your arms around Din’s neck, pressing your lips against his. It is a show of intent. You groan in delight when he cups your cheeks with his large hands and deepens the kiss, tenderly stroking your cheeks with his thumbs. 

Icing the cake can wait. For now, there is something far more mouthwatering to occupy your time...

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Fortunately, you and Din slipped some clothes on before you drifted off after exhausting yourselves with your early morning lovemaking. So, when Grogu uses the Force to leap onto your entwined forms a few hours later after the golden light has turned to something paler and more indicative of mid-morning, he is saved from a scandalous sight. 

“Good morning, ad’ika,” Din coos, grinning widely in an expression which makes his eyes light up despite the sleepiness there.

Grogu chirps in response. His familiar baby babble is still only way he communicates with you and Din. Din nods and presses his forehead to his boy. Your heart soars as you watch the two of them interact. 

You wonder how Din understands him. You love Grogu; bonding with him was effortless. But their bond is something special, something which goes beyond words, a bond which you feel truly privileged to witness. Grogu saved Din in so many ways and made him into the man who is so easy for you to love today. 

“Why don’t you two get up and make something to eat?” you ask, yawning and stretching as you come around after the rude awakening.

“No special birthday breakfast for me?” Din asks, feigning incredulity.

“I thought you didn't want me to make a fuss?” you giggle, then add with a hint of seriousness, “I would never deprive you of a lazy morning of making flatcakes with your son.”

Din’s eyes flash with sentimentality and he leans over to kiss you again. Then, he rises from the bunk, chatting away to Grogu as he goes. You smile in their wake, so proud of your little Clan. 

You had an ulterior motive for suggesting Din and Grogu prepare something to eat, unrelated to your reluctance to find yourself in the kitchen again given the considerable time you already spent there this morning. While Din and Grogu go to make breakfast, it gives you the perfect opportunity to finish wrapping Din’s present.

Even though he said there was nothing you could buy for him, you still wanted to treat Din to something that would truly be his own. Much of his disposable income and free time is spent making your and Grogu's lives easier. Although you know acts of service are his love language, the thought that he would not have any gifts to open for his birthday is unacceptable to you. 

Mercifully, you had settled upon a present with surprising ease. You knew that Din needed nothing more than he already had to be satisfied, so the prospect of finding something small yet meaningful had seemed slightly daunting. 

Fortunately, the weekly artisan market on Nevarro came to your rescue. 

Din is meticulous in polishing and maintaining every part of his armour, especially the parts visible to the admiring eyes of others. Din does not neglect a single part of it. 

There is one piece of his everyday attire, however, which was noticeably shoddy compared to the rest of his beskar brilliance—his socks. 

They were threadbare and riddled with holes. A fact you had pointed out to Din numerous times, but the stubborn man still refused to have them darned. 

So, when you saw the deep red, thick socks at the weekly market on Nevarro, you knew they would be perfect, to the extent that you had purchased two pairs. 

You are sure that Din will appreciate them and not take umbrage with the gesture, that he will realise you are doing it for his comfort. Still, your hands tremble as you wrap the socks up in brightly coloured paper. You hope that the socks are as well-received as you have imagined they will be.

When Din calls to let you know that breakfast is ready, you stash the wrapped socks beneath the covers on your bunk and eagerly make your way to join them. 

Although you try to be present and enjoy the simple domesticity of breakfast with them, your mind is preoccupied with worries about whether the gift will be appreciated. The worry does not dissipate, remaining a leaden weight in your gut.

After finishing the flatcakes, you insist on cleaning up since it’s Din’s birthday. Even though you have done far more washing up than you intended, having some alone time while Din takes Grogu outside to his favourite pond gives you time to think.

You had planned to give Din the socks after you returned from a planned walk across the lava flats. But when Din and Grogu return to the cabin and are eager to leave for the walk, you can wait no longer. You want to enjoy this time with them, rather than being preoccupied with worries over how your gift will be received.

Din and Grogu hover by the entryway, clearly buzzing with anticipation for the walk. You are relieved that Din had not yet placed his helmet on, cradling it under his arm. The days when he wore it constantly feel so long ago; like they are from another age. Over the time you have known him, you have seen far more of his brown eyes than that dark T-visor. Yet, he still wears it whenever you leave the cabin. 

“Just need to use the ‘fresher,” you insist, excusing yourself.

“Alright,” Din nods. 

Instead of heading to the ‘fresher however, you scoop up the presents from underneath the covers on your bunk, taking deep breaths to compose yourself as you head back towards them. 

Din looks over at you curiously, shaking his head as he attempts to repress a smile when he sees the gift. You breathe a sigh of relief, grateful that he appears to be excited by the prospect of a present. 

“I know you said no gifts, but these are practical, I promise,” you vow.

“You didn’t have to do this,” Din says sternly, his eyes darkened like they do when he scolds Grogu before his entire expression softens and you feel instant relief. He adds affectionately, “But thank you, ner kar'ta. You are too good to me.”

“You deserve it,” you smile, leaning in to kiss Din on his stubbled cheek. 

Din nods and then tears into the brightly coloured paper. You wait with bated breath, anxious to see his response. For a terrible moment, he does not move. Then, your heart aches as his face drops. Din scowls at them, clearly unimpressed.

You open your mouth to apologise before Din plasters a grin across his face, a smile that does not quite reach his eyes and addresses you.

“Thank you, ner riduur,” Din smiles weakly, “Let me go and put them on right away.”

“Okay, Din,” you reply, your tone unsure.

Din hands Grogu to you and disappears off into your quarters. Grogu tilts his head to one side as though he is appraising the situation.

When Din is not quick to return, your concern is immediate. He had been itching to get out on the walk. Now that he is taking his time to put the socks on, you are certain something is wrong. Fear and guilt settle in the pit of your stomach.

“I don’t think he liked them,” you murmur, searching Grogu’s large eyes for answers.

Grogu nods slowly. 

You take another steadying breath in preparation to assess the situation. Despite your trepidation, you head down the hallway towards your quarters. The thought of Din being unhappy for even a second on his birthday unsettles you, especially if you were the cause of such an unwelcome emotion. 

When you make it to your room, the hulking silhouette of a Mandalorian warrior, with his broad shoulders slumped over in anguish greets you. The guilt is instant. You hover in the entryway for a few moments, cradling Grogu and pondering your next move.

“Din, did I offend you with the gifts?” you finally question as you set Grogu down on the bunk. 

Din sighs and shakes his head, turning to face you. The happy expression of this morning has been replaced with one of anguish. 

“I’m sorry I ruined your birthday,” you feebly murmur.

Din’s eyes widen in horror as he stands up from the edge of the bunk, instantly closing the distance between you and reaching out to hold your upper arms in his large hands. 

“No, never,” he promises, brown eyes darkened with sincerity.

You nod, shooting him a sceptical look.

“They, uh…” Din closes his eyes and sighs, clearly struggling with something, “They just remind me of something…”

You look at him, still confused by his evasiveness. You weren’t sure what such a simple pair of deep red socks could have done to disturb him so deeply.

Din opens his eyes, “Of somewhere,” he clarifies before he shuts them again.

He pauses for a few more seconds and you stand there unmoving, barely daring to breathe.

“The colour reminds me of the robes we wore on the planet of my birth.”

You swallow the lump which has abruptly formed in your throat, nodding at him to indicate you understand. He does not have to elaborate, to go back there if he does not want to.

“Okay, Din,” you say gently, wrapping your arms around his waist and bringing his head into your chest, “I can exchange them for a different colour.”

Din shakes his head, “No, I love them. It was just…” he sucks in a deep breath, voice quivering slightly as he adds, “A surprise. I try to avoid that colour at all costs.”

You think back to why you had been drawn to the socks. Perhaps your subconscious picked up on the fact you had never seen him with anything of that colour and wanted him to try something new. 

“They feel incredibly warm, the material is so soft. Thank you, it was very thoughtful of you,” Din smiles weakly. 

You can tell that something is still troubling him, so you boldly ask, “Do you think of them on your birthday?”

Din seems taken aback by your question but nods. 

“Before I met Grogu and you, when my heart was hardened and I rarely allowed affection in, my birthday was the one day of the year I would allow my mind to wander back there,” Din admits, “To think of them, of the life we could have had. Now I realise, of course, that if I stayed on Aq Vetina, I would never have met Grogu. Or you.”

Din addresses his son now, scooping him up and cuddling him tightly, “You are the best things that ever happened to me.” 

You feel overwhelmed with emotion as you look at them. Din presses his forehead to Grogu's for a few seconds, closing his eyes and relishing the contact.

Din opens his eyes and meets your gaze, “I have to let that place go. It’s not my home anymore. Not even this cabin is home,” Din muses.

You look at him quizzically, not following his train of thought. 

“Home isn’t a place for me,” Din whispers, “It’s a feeling. It’s the way you and Grogu love me.”

You are floored by the sentiment. That this once stoic warrior has such tenderness to him still amazes you.

“Oh, Din,” you whisper, cupping his cheek as you press your forehead to his.

Your arms encircle his waist. He brings you close with one hand and you know that he is drawing comfort from embracing you and Grogu like this. When you finally lean your head back, you detect a certain tiredness in those brown eyes you love so much.

“Why don’t you get some rest, honey?” you question, “Grogu can join too. It’s been a long, emotional day already and I want you to enjoy the rest of your birthday.”

Thankfully, Din does not fight you, conceding that he needs rest. When he climbs under the covers, you drop a tender kiss on both of their foreheads and turn to leave.

Before you leave the room, soft, even breaths indicate that they have already fallen asleep. The sight of Grogu’s tiny head on Din’s chest as they nap together makes your heart swell.

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The cabin is bathed in golden light once again, this time after the sun has set. The three of you sit in contented, companionable silence as you appreciate the full feeling after a good meal.

You utilised Din and Grogu’s nap to ice the cake and prepare a special dinner consisting of Tiingilar, a traditional Mandalorian dish. Despite your apprehensiveness at perfecting the recipe, Din approved of your attempt.

As you sit there, you contemplate suggesting another nap. Consuming a sizable quantity of rich food always leaves a certain tiredness. 

But there is still one important duty yet to be carried out.

While Din is somewhat distracted talking to Grogu, you quietly excuse yourself and stealthily prepare dessert.

Your fingers tremble as they did when you wrapped the presents as you light the candles. You head towards the table on shaky legs. You begin singing the traditional birthday song with accompaniment from Grogu, who tries his best to join in with various chirps. 

Din grins as he watches you. You notice with relief that the spark in his eyes has returned. When you finish the song, you place the cake before him on the table.

“Blow them out!” you encourage.

Din nods and leans forward to extinguish the candles after savouring the moment a few beats longer. 

The excited expression on Din’s face is soon made bittersweet, “I’ve never blown out my own candles before,” he admits.

“There’s a first time for everything,” you whisper, touched by the years of agony which lie behind those words.

You are grateful that shovelling the sweet dessert into your mouth gives you an excuse not to speak as you are unsure how to move on from such an admission. Din has been through so much. Yet, he is still one of the kindest, gentlest men you have ever met. You want to give him all the experiences the galaxy has to offer. To make up for all of the years of hurt. 

“Thank you for the cake, it was delicious,” Din appreciatively says after he swallows his last bite. 

“You’re welcome,” you smile, “I think Grogu enjoyed it, too.”

You nod over at your mischievous son, who has more of the bright blue icing smeared around his face and tunic than ended up in his mouth.

Din smiles as he places the plate back on the table before you. He rubs his belly contentedly and adds, “Thank you for making this my best birthday yet.”

“Of course, Din,” you shrug, “You deserve it.”

You are already planning ways to make next year even better.

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[heluvschibi]

Baby you got me feelin' (Butterflies)

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(not proofread/edited)

Everytime I listen to Butterflies by Stray kids, I always think about a cute fan fiction. Or what I will be writing about!!!

Description: When 8 men all have a dream about you and is smitten. (Based off Butterflies by Stray kids)

ot8 skz x female reader

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Seungmin's POV

The sound of a happy piano was played on my phone, I shot up from my slumber, in a cold sweat, and my face was hot.

"What was I dreaming of...?" I scratched my head, turning off my alarm. The dream... It was of this girl...she was beautiful...

A ding was heard from my phone I looked down and saw a notification from the group chat "Stray Adults💀" it was from Jeongin.

Jeongin:Guys swear on my life I had a dream about this girl😫!!

Me:I had a dream about a girl to, what did she look like?

Jeongin:She had [skin color] and [eye color]... And I think her name was like... Y/n? She told me it in the dream after a butterfly landed on her shoulder.

Chan:You to? I had a dream where me and this Y/n girl were like in a field or something...with... Butterflies?

Minho:I had a dream like that but she was playing with my cats.

Felix:I had a dream of her but we were acting like a couple, me and her were making brownies together 🥰

Hyunjin:Oh, me and her were sitting on a bench in the middle of a flower field...

Han:Wow, guys what if we all have some super powers or something now.

Chan:What,did you dream of her to?

Han:Hell yeah!

Chan:Language...

Han:Sryyyy🤭

Hyunjin :Where's Changbin?

Changbin:Waiting for you to notice me❤

Hyunjin:I'm leaving this group chat now...

Felix:Changbin hyung, did you dream of the girl to?

Changbin:Yeah, She was just standing by the pull up bar with her back facing me.

Me:You had a dream about her... At a gym?

Changbin:If I'm gaining in real life, might as well gain in my dreams right? 💪🏻😏

Me:End yourself...

Chan:HEY!

Minho: We only dream of people we've met in real life, have you guys seen her some where because I sure in hell don't..

Chan:nope

Han:nope

Jeongin:No

Minho:Well we all must've...

Han:HEY MINHO HYUNG CUSSED AND CHANNIE HYUNG DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING ABT THAT!!

Minho: oh be quite... 😒

Jeongin:Are we all still meeting up at the coffee shop later today?

Felix:Yeah ofc ☺

I turned off my phone.

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As I approached the coffee shop, on the front balcony was 7 guys sitting around a table outside, they were so loud but they were still my friends.

"Hey guys." I waved walking towards them smiling and waving.

"Hey Seung!" Felix said to me waving his hand, I had to squeeze past Chan, and Jeongin, to get to my seat, when I sat down the bell from the cafe dinged and I looked up from my phone, my eyes widen... The girl... It's the girl from our dreams.

Her silver name plate on her chest read "Y/n".

All the guys were staring at her, and when she finally got to our table she smiled at us, I don't know but suddenly my stomach felt funny, a blush krept onto my cheeks.

"Hello, welcome to Woo Cafe, what would you guys like?" She said smiling at us twirling the pen she had in her right hand.

Wow... She was so beautiful... The way she looks like a flower that just bloomed, she looks so cute to with her hair up, I wonder if she's dating anyone, does she like anyone-

My train of thought ended when I heard Felix started choking on something, "Ah I'm f-fine." He coughs out smiling at her when he's done.

"Oh uh do you guys wanna order now? I can wait a few seconds." She pointed with her thumb behind her back in the cafe.

"No!" We all said, she halted her movement and nodded her head.

Our heartbeats matching eachother.

"Uhm actually, could you give us a moment..." Chan laughs awkwardly, she nods and walks back into the cafe.

I put my hand on my heart.

"Did you see the way she was smiling at me?" Hyunjin muttered out, the rest of the boy's gasped or rolled their eyes me included.

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Y/n's POV

I waited at the cash register until one of the boys -the one that looked like a puppy- looked at me, I smiled as a way of showing him that I was coming out to take their order.

I walked back out there with a small smile, "Are you guys ready to order?"

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I love starting new stories :]

Have a good day/afternoon/night!! —Chibi

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well hi there ツ

welcome to the hallowed halls of Hatchetfield High School!

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... unless you're a Clivesdale loser (in which case, go get f*****)

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(it's a lot of text so key points are bolded)

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Sannoh Rengokai With Girlfriends

♥ Pairing | Sannoh Hoodlum and Girlfriends obvs ♥ AU? No |

♥ Warnings | Mentions of sex, cursing, and violence. Plus alcohol (in the form of drinking).

M.LIST H&L LIST

C☺BRA

♦ FIRST MEET

You met him shortly after MUGEN disbanded, although he was closed off and didn't give you a single tick of interest it was a surprise when he asked you to go on a date. You had only known him for a couple of months and were already fascinated with him so you agreed.

♦ DATES

Your dates are sweet and romantic. Although romance for him is kind of hard to do, he tries his best. He isn't a great cook which leads to most of the dates being take out or at a restaurant (ITOKAN Diner majority) all of the time. But if he does try to cook, he usually has you to help him because who doesn't love a cute little cooking date?

♦ FIRST TIME

He would be super nervous trying to think of what to do for your guys' first time as a couple. But he'd settle to make the bedroom cozy so you would be comfortable. His 1 mistake that Cobra would never do again and wished he didn't was silk sheets. During your first time together, the silk sheets were too slippery to the point he headbutted you by accident. Never again. Poor boy.

♦ ARGUING

Arguing between you and Cobra is actually common, but it always ends with you comforting each other. When an argument leaves either of you upset (most likely you crying unless you are like me... I laugh when a grown man makes me upset) usually Cobra is the one to make things right. He doesn't like having you mad at him.

♦ JEALOUS

Cobra isn't the type to get really jealous. But if he does get jealous then he shows it by wrapping his arms around your waist and leaning his head on your shoulder.

If you have hip dips, he'll place his hands on those and rub circles on them. (I know for a FACT that some of y'all got these cutie patootie things and I love 'em!)

♦ HOW YOU SLEEP TOGETHER

♦ HOW YOU KISS

YAMAT☺

♦ FIRST MEET

You met Yamato in school where he was arguing with another person much older than him. You realized this was his mother right as she told him to get his butt over "there" and apologize to the poor boy. You didn't know that the poor boy was your next door neighbor which is when he met you.

♦ DATES

Usually, he takes you to ITOKAN Diner and spends his time there with you instead of the rest of Sannoh Hoodlum because he wants to make sure your date is good. When he doesn't, it's usually a movie place or to his place where you can cuddle all day (and fuck.)

♦ FIRST TIME

Believe me, this boy was cocky as fuck for your first time. His mistake? Flavored Lube. He didn't know he was allergic to grape and well.. you spent half of that night in the ER. He regrets it. It was worse for your, as he likes to call it, first first time because he put on a grape flavored condom. When you actually got to do your first time, he had "fancy" shit placed everywhere. Incense, roses, rose petals (you can swap these out for your favorite flowers) and a new bedding. No silk.

♦ ARGUING

Believe me, you guys argue a lot. This stubborn asshole will not be the first to apologize unless he realizes he actually fucked up. If you're really upset by it, he's an asshole who doesn't realize you are.

♦ JEALOUS

This boy is jealous. He will threaten people (knowing Yamato, this is true) and berate them. This ends with him being injured and a fight ensuing.

♦ HOW YOU SLEEP TOGETHER

♦ HOW YOU KISS

♦ FIRST MEET

You met Noboru at a coffee shop. He was studying for class on his laptop when you asked to join him. He said sure and you guys spent the whole day chatting and studying together.

♦ DATES

Noboru is the type of man to take you to slightly fancy and or comfortable places such as a coffee shop date or a restaurant (which wouldn't be ITOKAN). These are usually his choices but he'll allow you to pick a place once or twice.

♦ FIRST TIME

Your first time with Noboru is actually really sweet as he tries to make everything feel comfortable and right for you. His mistake however was getting scammed when buying an incense scent.. the smell lasted for a week and it was horrible. Lavender. (I'm allergic to lavender.)

♦ ARGUING

Arguments between you and Noboru are rare as he's a lot more calm and clear than the others. But when they do happen, he's usually the one to apologize first as he grew up without having his parents around and doesn't want you to hate him. :)

♦ JEALOUS

Oh boy does he get jealous. A little less than Yamato but not like Cobra. He'll grab your hand and turn your head to look at him before literally kissing you in front of the woman / man you're talking to.

♦ HOW YOU SLEEP TOGETHER

♦ HOW YOU KISS

DAN

♦ FIRST MEET

You actually ended up working for Dan so that is how you guys met for the first time. He didn't hit on you until a year after you started working for him.

♦ DATES

The worse man at dates. He can't do them for the life of him so he leaves them to you.

♦ FIRST TIME

Your first time was actually on his couch, you guys had been making out in the parking lot where his bike was before deciding to take things further by going to his place. His mistake... he didn't clean his bedroom and refused to let you see it (WITH THE ONE SOCK ON THE GROUND).

♦ ARGUING

This little shit will say you are wrong and he is right and WON'T apologize until he's told he's wrong. He will literally keep arguing that he is right and he'll end up sleeping on the fuckin' couch. :)

♦ JEALOUS

Oh believe me, he's walking up and taking you away from whoever it is that he's jealous of only to have the hottest and yet weirdest make out session. Dan will have his hands up your shirt, and lips on yours or on your neck. FULL DISPLAY. INFRONT OF EVERYONE.

♦ HOW YOU SLEEP TOGETHER

♦ HOW YOU KISS

TETTSU

(Off topic but personally I thought Tettsu with dreads looked hot... its bad ik)

♦ FIRST MEET

Your parental figure introduced you to Tettsu's dad, while making a business proposal, in which you were then introduced to Tettsu. Boy does he not let anyone forget thats how you met.

♦ DATES

Unlike Dan and Cobra, Tettsu can actually cook and knows, partially, how to create a nice date. He learned how to cook from his mom and dad for when he left the little home. So majority of your dates are actually spent with Tettsu cooking because money is tight.

♦ FIRST TIME

Your guy's first time was actually in his bed. He tried to make sure everything was up to standards. His mistake? Getting into a fight with other Sannoh Hoodlum members. He came home with a busted lip, which you had to patch up. Despite the burning sensation of his cut lip, he still made love to you.

♦ ARGUING

Surprisingly, the only arguments you have with Tettsu revolve around where his loyalty lies and fighting. Tettsu mainly is loyal to everyone around him, including you, but he gets too loyal. This ends with him admitting that you may be right and that he'll try harder.

♦ JEALOUS

Does get jealous but doesn't do what Dan or Yamato does. Tettsu is more calm and tends to just wrap his arm around you. If he's really jealous, he's kissing your cheek and asking you if you want to leave or want something to eat.

♦ HOW YOU SLEEP TOGETHER

♦ HOW YOU KISS

CHIHARU

♦ HOW YOU MEET

You accidentally bump into Chiharu whilst running from a group of doubt members, coincidentally he's with Sannoh Hoodlum as it happens. You watch in slight amusement but also slight disgust as the group of people fight, Chiharu's group winning. He's the first one to make sure you're alright.

♦ DATES

The poor boy doesn't know much about romance but he asks Naomi how. So he usually takes you to a general store to get a drink together and then spends the rest of the day at a park or at a festival / club with you.

♦ FIRST TIME

Oh wee mama. You guys are intoxicated for your first time. You ended up fucking in the living room of your place. His mistake? Biting your lip by accident. You paid him back with scratches all across his back though.

♦ ARGUING

Arguments between you and Chiharu are rare but when they do happen, it's typically about him being hurt or you seeing through a lie. He tries not to lie but its difficult to talk about his past life considering what happened. He's too soft to actually be upset with you so he always makes it up.

♦ JEALOUS

Stay silent jealous type of guy. He doesn't do anything unless you are really uncomfortable, then he walks over and takes you by the hand to walk about of the place. Chiharu isn't very into letting his lover be uncomfortable with others.

♦ HOW YOU SLEEP TOGETHER

♦ HOW YOU KISS

I know that there is 3 other characters (Ken, Kabuto and Hikaru) but they aren't really given much screentime and you don't actually get to know them. I would have loved to write about them but the wiki I use has nothing about Ken and Hikaru, plus I haven't watched the series so I don't know Kabuto. I hope you guys enjoyed this, and I know that the last gif for Chiharu is of two women, but let's be honest this man has a BABY FACE!

♥ Mutuals; @talusional