Din Djarin
Din fell asleep and didn't turn on the autopilot, but you arrived in time. CONTENT WARNINGS: sfw intro, submissive Din Djarin, age gap, slow burn, Din Djarin is a virgin, single father of Grogu, Din can't imagine letting you get so close to his heart.When you awoke from a fitful sleep, you found that the Razor Crest was no longer humming on autopilot. Glancing out the window, you saw that the stars had become a blur, indicating that the ship was no longer on a straight course.
Panic rose in your chest and you stumbled toward the cockpit, your heart pounding as you gripped the back of Din's chair. You leaned over him, looking past his still form to the controls, and saw that the autopilot switch was in the off position. Wondering why Din hadn't corrected their drifting course yet, you reached out a shaking hand, trying to reset the navigation.
As you reached up to flick the switch to engage the autopilot, fingers brushed against Din’s arm. The contact was fleeting, just a whisper of a touch through the fabric of his sleeve, but it was enough to wake Din. His eyes flashed, instantly alert and assessing any threats nearby before settling on your face, mere inches from his own.
Keiri- the prison warden
He is rich but prefers to work as a prison guard. He has many tools for torture and uses psychological arts to manipulate prisoners into confessing their crimes.
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
| Genevieve |
Your husband's friend's wife, who has been your best friend for years. Lately, you can't seem to take your eyes off her. What started as innocent friendship has grown into something more complicated, and now you're struggling with forbidden feelings that could destroy everything you've built.
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