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No Surrender ☆ (Din Djarin/F!Reader) ☆ Part 9 of Cover Me

Part 9 of Cover Me; also on ao3.

Summary:

You’re busy shouldering your own bandolier, but it catches on the collar of your shirt. Din notices the jerky motion of you fighting with it and takes a step towards you. His hands land on your shoulders to keep you still and he makes quick work of straightening the belt. His movements are efficient and clinical, the brush of his gloved hands over your hip as he lays the belt flat makes your breath catch.
Noticing the hitch of your breath, he tilts his helmet to regard your face. “Ready, cyar'ika?”
“As I’ll ever be.”
or: It's all hands on deck to answer a call for help from a fellow bounty hunter.

Rating: E/18+ (minors: do not read/interact)

Tags/warnings: cis F!reader; established relationship; graphic descriptions of violence/canon-typical violence; gunfights in space; nsfw language and content (PIV sex; oral sex [F receiving]; dirty talk); competence kink; questionable use of Mando'a

A/N: thanks for sticking with me through another unplanned hiatus—I hope it's worth the wait! also, all the Red Key Raiders stuff is from the extended canon (the Aftermath novels), but here it's based off synopses from Wookieepedia. I apologize if anyone is wildly mischaracterized 😅

WC: 15k words

Other fics: masterlist | CM masterlist | ao3

Listen it’s taken me an infuriatingly long time to read this chapter because every time I’d start I would get interrupted and then I’d have to start again —which I mean … maybe wasn’t all terrible because I’d be forced to re read it and I’d come across stuff like:

the Mandalorian stripped of his armor, wearing only his helmet, a tight black shirt, brown trousers, and suspenders. The brown elastiweave of the suspenders frames his broad shoulders and directs your eyes down his torso, where the soft black fabric of his undershirt hugs his strong chest and soft belly.
A chill settles into your bones as you watch Din transform. There are so many sides of him. Sometimes he’s gentle and kind in his gruff way, brushing your little fingers against each other to reassure you or kissing your jaw with his scruffy face before he falls asleep on you, but that side is one he reserves for you and you alone. The man beside you now is the Mandalorian through and through.
Then something slams into your chest and you realize it’s Din’s arm—how did he get here? how did he move so fast?—and your back makes contact with the wall. You blink, dazed, and then realize Din is blocking your body with his own.
Din stands like an avenging angel, pushing off the men still clinging to him. His cloak, singed at the edges from a nearby bird, falls to the floor as he shrugs his shoulders and resets for battle. Then he throws himself back into the fray.

V!!! You cannot write stuff like this and expect me not to just sit there like a lovesick dummy and swoon over your talent before realizing there’s more to read because holy fuck @letterfromvienna this chapter was epic.

IT WAS EPIC AND I AM REELING.

  • The whole plan,
  • their execution,
  • he could count on her to use his rifle, hello that’s love baby 😍
  • watching him use EACH🥵ONE🥵OF🥵HIS🥵WEAPONS.🥵
  • F u c k 🥵💦
  • the way I could see each second of the battle play out in front of my eyes like an episode of the show?
  • And OOOOF the way the stakes were raised with the surrender of his beskar?
  • That line where you describe din taking off his vambrances - oh that was devastating Ma’am PLEASE.

Please. Just let me breathe for 5 minutes okay 😩🥵😍😩 THE PART WHERE READER FIRES THE LAST SHOT??? AGAINST THE MAN WHO WHO THREATENED DIN’S LIFE?

And then he’s all Tender and Desperate and what does he do? 😭😭 He starts reciting The Vows as he’s fucking her it’s okay I’m fine this is fine not like I wasn’t already sobbing and breathless or anything 💀 please I will never shut about this 💕 this fic owns me a thousand times over 😭‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

CINDY!!! IM GONNA CRY 😭😭

I feel like I'm not supposed to pick favorite chapters of my own fic because that's like choosing a favorite kid or something, but this chapter is my absolute favorite of all of Cover Me and I am simply weeping that you enjoyed it so much 😭💞

  1. it'd been too long since we saw Din In Action™️ so I went truly 0-100 with that fight scene, lol. us and reader watching in cavewoman mode, competence kink activated, as Din rotates through every single weapon on his person 👁️👄👁️
  2. and then. yknow. gotta go for near death situations right before desperate fucking that ends up in secret love confessions that are only secret because reader doesn't speak Mando'a (heheheh)

in conclusion: ily and your comments mean the world to me and maybe I should go work on CM10 now because you're officially caught up 😅

I concur the whipcord is the best weapon.

ma’am wait you did a drawing 👁👄👁 where is the drawing

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I think also what they should do in season 3 of mando is make din stand in line at like the dmv or someplace. I want to see that man tortured by some form of bureaucracy

Din has to renew his bounty hunter’s lisence but due to the empire collapsing and his recent chiancery, half his documentation is no longer accepted or actually burnt up with the ship so he keeps making the appointment, thinking he’s got all the necessary paperwork, but TURNS OUT NOPE. THE GUILD INSURANCE DOESN’T COVER THAT AND THE NEW REPUBLIC REQUIRES IT GOTTA GO GET A WHOLE-ASS POLICY NOW, SUCKS TO BE YOU.

Eventually he has a breakdown about this and everything else going on and one of his friends just goes full Hermes Conrad on the bounty hunters guild and comes back with his lisence, a weapons voucher, a new ship and a shitload of back pay for him.

It’s funniest if it’s like.  His least intimidating and paperwork-saavy friend. 

Frog Lady.

There’s an entire five-minute sequence of [FURIOUS FROG LANGUAGE] with her pointing furiously and slamming her hands on the table and probably grabbing a trandoshan by the collar to ribbit in his face and then suddenly everything is fixed and Din is just standing there going ???? You’re 5′4″ and a Frog???  How????

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Frog Husband is just patting Din on the helmet in the background the entire time. He knows his wife’s badass and he’s proud about it. 

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Mando: So.

Mando: Just to review here.

Mando: I have no ship.

Mando: My son is gone.

Mando: And my creed is broken.

Mando: BUT THANK GOD I HAVE THIS STUPID SWORD I DIDN’T WANT THAT GIVES ME RULERSHIP OF A PLANET I HAVE NEVER EVEN SEEN AND THE ONLY WAY TO GET RID OF THIS RESPONSIBILITY IS TO RITUALLY GET MY ASS KICKED.

Everyone else on the bridge of the Imperial Cruiser: ………

Mando: LOVE THAT FOR ME.

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