i would never fall unless it’s you i fall into (Din Djarin/Reader)

Chapter 5

length: 2,561

author’s note: I'm almost done with the next chapter, but i will probably be moving from Canada back to the US within the next month so ummm wish me luck and hopefully there won't be a big wait while that's happening

Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3 Chapter 4

With a little one living in close quarters your days are starting earlier than you're used to, and by the time the three of you are walking to the market, apple pressed into your hand by Mando, you’re still rubbing sleep from your eyes. Mando had brought you closer to Maz’s Castle, another clearing in the woods giving cover to the ship, just a short walk through the trees. As you glance back once you catch the words Razor Crest II painted on the hull. 

i would never fall unless it’s you i fall into (Din Djarin/Reader)

Chapter 4

length: 2,457

author’s note: sorry for the delay, friends, I had this finished and posted on ao3 forever ago but forgot to upload here. as an apology the next chapter will be uploaded in the next couple days :0)

Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3

The first thing you notice as you enter the atmosphere of the planet is that Takodana is covered in lush green. It reminds you a little of your home planet, some nameless moon, that green growing smaller and smaller as you hurtled away into space in the ship of a couple you didn’t know. Just that they were the parents of a young Force-sensitive wanting a better life for their child than they could provide. Happened to be there the very day you ran, took you for nothing, said one more mouth for a while longer wouldn’t hurt. And that’s about where your luck ran out; they were headed to Coruscant. You wish they could’ve dropped you at any other planet. At the time you’d been excited.

i would never fall unless it’s you i fall into (Din Djarin/Reader)

Chapter 3

length: 2,467

Chapter 1  Chapter 2

When you next wake up, it’s because there are tiny hands on your face. You blink open your eyes to see the child sitting on your chest, little three-clawed hands patting your cheeks. Its eyes are a deep brown, not black like you’d first thought, and its enormous ears flop adorably when it tilts its head at you, burbling something you don’t understand.

i would never fall unless it’s you i fall into (Din Djarin/Reader)

Chapter 2

length: 2,076

author’s note:  I just wanted to thank everyone who read the first chapter real quick! I appreciate it and I've basically been neglecting my wife to read and write Mando fanfiction for the past week so I'd bet she appreciates it too lol <33 hope you enjoy the new chapter!

Chapter 1

When you wake up the overhead lights are blessedly off, the hold of the ship dim. You must have woken during the night cycle. Your leg feels stiff, and when you sit up to check it, you notice you’ve been moved. It’s decidedly not a bed, maybe a table covered in a layer of blankets, one more thrown over your body. You lift the blanket to see that your legs are still bare, other than the gauze wrapped firmly around the thickness of your thigh. The material is mostly clean white, some blood spotting through over the wound itself, but it’s so little that it doesn’t concern you.

i would never fall unless it’s you i fall into (Din Djarin/Reader)

Chapter 1

length: 2,269

tw: canon-typical violence

author’s note: hey, it’s been a minute since I’ve written a fanfiction, I’m planning on this one being a slow burn sooo let’s buckle in for a bit, friends! reader is force-sensitive and autistic because I can’t help myself. each chapter will have its own trigger warning just so you know :) I hope you enjoy!

You grew up with former Jedi masters and padawans as your only guiding roles, loved and yet kept at arm’s length at the same time. It was a concept you never got, that need for aloofness, uncaring, detachment. You felt every emotion with every fiber of your being. Happiness was bliss. Sadness was misery. Anger was white hot, burning rage. 

something tragic about you (Geralt x reader)

Chapter 7

length: 2,521

tw: smut

author’s note: fuck me this took forever, so sorry about that.  but it’s finally done.  it’s got smut and it’s the last chapter and i hope y’all enjoy it!  i sure did, i haven’t finished a multi-chapter fic since i was like 14 so i’m pretty proud lol.  it may be a bit out of character at the end, but it made me happy to write so i’m leaving it as is.  once again I hope you enjoy this final part!

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6

You and the Witcher make quite a pair walking back into Solma, drenched in mud and gore.  His eyes, at least, have returned to their usual gold, so no one runs away screaming--he had warned you that might happen, the casual way he said it weighing on your heart.  On that mostly-silent walk, you resolved that you would stoke the burning warmth that resides in you, chase away the coldness of other people that lingers in the set of his jaw, his hard and guarded face.  

I am almost done with chapter 7 and have decided there will also be a chapter 8. Right now I am writing about Geralt getting naked, so maybe that will spark interest for this series after such a long stretch with no updates 😩 thank you for the kind comments and your patience!

I am so sorry chapter 7 isn’t out yet, the only reason is that every time I go to my room to write my mom starts yelling for me to hang out with her :/ Eventually I will be free and will have another chapter lol

something tragic about you (Geralt x reader)

Chapter 6

length: 1,717

tw: canon-typical violence

author’s note: I hope this chapter was worth the wait; I’m pretty happy with it! I just made Solma up, I imagine it as a small city. Fair warning that I think the next chapter will be the last.  Thanks for reading!

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

You aren’t ready yet to face any more people, so you walk along the road all night, slipping into the treeline as the sun rises.  The ground is too wet to sleep on, and your shoes are soaked through and muddy, but after some searching you find a tree with thick enough branches to sit on comfortably, resting against the trunk.  You climb high enough to not worry about wolves and hang your shoes to dry; you fall asleep quickly despite the early winter chill in the air.

Hey guys, I’m still working on Something Tragic About You but since the world is falling apart around us I now have some more time on my hands. So if you wanna send in requests for one shots I would be happy to write em for you!

something tragic about you (Geralt x reader)

Chapter 5

length: 1,492

tw: mention of past sexual assault

author’s note: I’m sorry it took so long to update, this chapter (and life) kicked my ass and I’m still not totally satisfied with it but I wanted to post anyway.  I hope you enjoy!  and I promise Geralt will return in the next chapter :)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Jaskier is a force to be reckoned with, in terms of conversation, and you are slightly surprised by the relative tenderness Geralt shows when listening to his friend talk and gossip.  The bard throws out names and places that sound beautiful and terrifying in equal measure, inquiring if Geralt remembers whatever adventure Jaskier roped them into, only getting answering grunts which you can’t tell mean yes or no.

something tragic about you (Geralt x reader)

Chapter 4

length: 1,472

tw: none

author’s note: this one was fun to write, and I already have the next chapter kinda planned out in my head, so it shouldn’t be too long of a wait! thanks for reading <3

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

It’s not so much brighter when you wake and are ready to face the day, only to see that Geralt is gone.  You dress as quickly as you can, yanking on warm layers and shoving your nightgown into your bag.  The Witcher has not left anything in the room, and you figure that he’s left for good while hoping that he will be waiting at a table for you downstairs.  It’s a stupid wish, yet you still feel a pang in your chest when it isn’t granted.  A few days with a gruff sort of kindness and you’re already addicted.

something tragic about you (Geralt x reader)

Chapter 3

word count: 1137

tw: mentions of blood, not graphic

author’s note: sorry for the wait, I’ve had projects due this week so I was really busy!  just a short & sweet chapter to tide y’all over until I can finish writing the next one. I hope you enjoy!

Part 1, Part 2

You wake feeling blanketed by more than just your cloak, and when you sit up you disturb the drift of snow that started to cover you while you slept.  You look around and spot Geralt in a similar state, dozing upright against a tree.  The flakes are still falling, thick and fast.  When you stand and start dusting yourself off Geralt shifts and rouses himself.  

something tragic about you (Geralt x reader)

Chapter 2

word count: 1,647

tw: physical abuse, canon-typical violence

note: I just wanted to say thanks to everyone who read the first part and reblogged or liked!  I’m working on this in between college assignments so I’ll probably have the night part up in a few days :)  I hope you enjoy!

You heard a song about a Witcher not too long ago.  Someone passing through had some drink and sang it in the tavern; for weeks it was all anyone would hum or sing under their breaths.  You can’t help but think that this must be the same Witcher: one that helps people in need when monsters are afoot.  Maybe he would do the same for a half-elf.  But then again, maybe not.  Maybe the song is an exaggeration, as so many are.  You gather your shawl tighter around you against the chill of dusk and survey where you are.  It’s not far from where you were attacked.  You suppose he must have carried you far enough that you could not see the carcass, or the earth darkened by your blood.  You know how to get back from here.

something tragic about you (Geralt x reader)

Part 1

length: 1,792

tw: death of family, physical abuse, canon-typical violence

Your ears come out to a slight point, but are not entirely without a human roundness.  On one, at the edge, is a scar, thick and paler than the rest of your skin.  You resent the human in you; years ago, you tried to cut it away into a full point, rid yourself of that which reminded you of your humanity, make yourself into a true elf.  But the pain was too great and you could not finish it.