OTP AU

(At school, during lunch break)

Person A is sitting at a table, having lunch with a couple of friends and classmates. More and more people join, grabbing chairs from other tables and starting conversations while eating their lunch. A is talking to a friend when they suddenly feel two hands on their shoulders and someone presses a kiss on their cheek. They look up, totally confused since they aren’t dating anyone, and see person B (their secret crush) standing behind them, smiling lovingly at them.

‘Hi baby!’

Several people stare at the two of them, as equally confused as A, but B doesn’t seem to notice.

‘Hi…?’ A says, trying to hide the combination of confusion and doubt in their voice.

B raises a brow. ‘Something wrong?’

‘No, I don’t know.’ A smiles somewhat nervously. ‘Did I miss something?’

‘What do you mean?’ ‘

Well… Are we dating or anything? I mean, you kissed me and called me baby, you’ve never done that before…?’

A horrified look spreads on B’s face as they turn pale. ‘Please tell me it wasn’t a dream.’

The confused look on A’s face is enough to turn B’s face even paler. They look at A in pure horror and shame. ‘

It was a dream!’ they squeak. ‘I asked you to date me in my dream last night! It all looked and felt so real that I… But…’ Their cheeks are turning red now. ‘I am so sorry… I… I don’t know what to say…’

A gives them a warm smile. ‘But I do. You can ask the real me the same question.’

“I was being harassed in public while walking home and I saw you and you were so big that you made Dwayne Johnson look small so I grabbed your hand and said ‘there you are sweetie, these men are harassing me, please make them stop’ so please please please play along” AU

Originally posted by communistkenobi

Chapter 1: In My Way

‘He didn’t tell you everything, it seems.’

read the previous chapter here

Word count: 3.1k

Notes: Din Djarin x reader. Again, please excuse my english, I was really struggling with the past tenses here oof.

Warnings: violence

Summary: Din manages to track you down, but you’re not about to go down without a fight…

It was already getting dark when the Razor Crest touched down in the busy harbor of Lossith’s capital Ivis. The city was entirely built on trade and the processing of incoming and outgoing cargo ships, so wherever Din looked, it was designed to facilitate that process. Landing platforms of all sizes formed a gigantic circle with a large, round building in the center, which was used for trade, but it also offered other services, such as repairs, storage and meeting rooms. For accommodation, food and entertainment, the crew of a ship had to go into the surrounding city. This was where he would be going as well, but not for beer or meat stew.

At any given moment, Ivis was swarming with merchants, crewmembers and traders from every corner of the universe, a -quite literally- colourful mix of just about every race imaginable. As Din made his way through the crowd, he heard the strangest languages, of which he recognized only a few. Two brightly striped creatures in long robes were busy arguing and expressed themselves in a language unknown to him that seemed to consist of high-pitched sounds and wild hand gestures. A handful of droids on wheels passed him and hurried to a large ship where a cart full of strange-looking objects had just fallen over. Each “parking space” had a platform built into it that, after it was loaded with cargo, would go down and, accompanied by a droid, transport everything through underground tunnels to one of the many warehouses in the city. It wasn’t a flawless system, but it made cargo hijacking a whole lot more difficult.

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