Welcome to the 2021 Christmas Writing Challenge! Big thank you to Steph (@toomanystoriessolittletime) for putting this together!!!
Summary: It’s Grogu’s first snow…and You and Din have a confession to make.
Pairings: Din Djarin x Reader, Din Djarin x You
Rating: Mature 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 1,392
Warnings: language, kissing, FLUFF, allusions to sex/getting pregnant…Let me know if I missed anything!
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The temperature had dropped dramatically since you landed on the latest planet. You couldn’t even remember the name of it at this point. You had bounced around the galaxy so much the last several months, they all started to blur together.
“Patu?” A little voice behind you called. You turned and smiled at the adorable little green child who had stolen your heart. He waddled up next to you. You reached down and scooped him up.
“It’s getting cold out here, isn’t it, little guy?” You murmured, cuddling him in close. He burrowed into your chest, seeking your warmth. “You wanna go back in the ship?” He cooed in the way you had learned to recognize meant ‘no’. “Alright. We’ll stay out here just a bit longer. I’m getting sick of staring at the metal walls all day too, buddy. Believe me.” You set him back down on the ground and followed him for a bit. You stayed close to the ship. Din had been clear he didn’t want either of you to stray far.
You looked out on the horizon, hoping to catch a glimpse of him. He had been gone for a couple days, and you missed him. This latest bounty had been a pain in the ass. Din had chased him across three planets already. You hoped this would be the last. You followed the kid further, but made sure to keep the Razor Crest in your sights. Just then you felt something cold and wet hit your nose. You wrinkled it and brought your hand up. When you looked, there was nothing there. As you stared at your open hand several snowflakes landed on your palm.
You looked up to the sky in amazement. It was snowing! It had been so long since you’d seen snow. You had seen more than enough desert planets to last you a lifetime. Snow was less common in your travels.
“Aroo?” The kid chirped. You looked down to see him holding out his hand to catch the snow. He examined it closely and then put it in his mouth. He grinned up at you, clearly happy with the taste.
“Is this your first snow?” You asked him. He nodded slowly. You picked him up and hugged him close. “I’m glad I got to share one of your firsts with you.” The snowfall picked up, and soon there was enough for you both to play in. You built a small snow man and made snowballs to toss at each other. The kid cheated and used his special powers to lob them at you, but you didn’t mind.
You lost track of time, and also forgot to keep an eye on the ship. If you had been paying attention, you would have noticed a certain Mandalorian returning with his bounty.
Din heard laughter. More specifically, your laughter. He loved that sound. Your laugh was light and beautiful and contagious. He smiled inside the helmet, excited to be back with you. You had been traveling with him for months. He was hesitant with you at first—he was with everyone. But somehow you had managed to slip beneath his armor and work your way into his heart. He quickly shoved the bounty into the carbonite chamber and made his way out to see what was making you laugh. He slowed to a stop when he took in the scene before him. You and the kid were laying in the snow waving your arms and legs bag and forth. You popped up and helped the kid get up. He approached quietly and heard you explaining what you had been doing to the kid.
“See?” You said, pointing to the figures in the snow. “It looks just like an angel now.” The kid cooed and then promptly shoved a handful of snow in his mouth. You laughed delightedly.
“You keep eating that snow and you’re gonna pee yourself,” you warned him.
“Having fun?” Din asked. You yelped and jumped in surprise.
“You’re back!” You exclaimed excitedly. “Did you get him?” Din nodded, and you beamed. “Well, we should celebrate!”
“I don’t think we need too—” before he could finish, a huge snowball plowed into his visor. “Meshla, did you just throw a snowball at me?” You bit your lip and shook your head.
“No,” you teased.
“Oh, you’re in for it!” Din called out as he gathered snow in his large hands. You squealed and grabbed the kid as you ran for cover. Din pummeled you both with snowballs, but you two managed to get a few hits in. You were breathless with laughter. You and the kid hid behind a small snow covered mound. Din had stopped his assault, but you knew it was only a temporary pause. You peaked cautiously over the mound. Din was nowhere in sight.
“Where’d he go?” You whispered to the kid. Just then Din crashed into you and knocked you on your back. He smooshed a pile of snow into your face. “Maker! Din! You scared the shit outta me!” You laughed as you spit snow out of your mouth. Din’s shoulders shook with mirth.
“You look cute covered in snow,” he chuckled. He picked up another handful and held it up playfully.
“No more!” You begged. “I surrender! Mercy! Mercy!” Din laughed.
“No mercy!” He teased.
“Tell daddy to play nice!” You called out to the kid. Din froze at your words. Your eyes widened when you realized what you had said. “Din, I—”
Faster than you’d ever seen him move before, Din dropped the snow and pushed his helmet up just enough to reveal two very plump, soft looking lips. He leaned down and crashed his mouth into yours. You moaned and kissed him back fervently. You had been dying to kiss him since the moment you met. His tongue pushed past your lips and licked deep into the hot cavern of your mouth. He settled himself between your thighs and you groaned when you felt him harden against you. You lost track of everything as he overwhelmed your senses.
“Aroo?” The kid cooed next to your head. Din pulled back and pulled his helmet back down. He stood quickly and helped you up.
“I’m sorry, cyar’ika,” he apologized. “I—I got carried away…it won’t happen again.” You placed your hand gently on his chest.
“It’s alright, Din,” you assured him. “I wanted it to happen…and I want it to happen again.”
“Yes,” you said. “I…well, I’ve had…feelings for you for a long time now. I was just too nervous to act on them.”
“Feelings?” He asked, tilting his helmet. You sighed.
“I love you, Din Djarin,” you whispered. Din’s fist clenched. It was the only reaction he had. You watched him, hoping he wouldn’t kick you off the Razor Crest.
“I love you, too,” he said gruffly.
“Really?” You gasped.
“Yes,” he replied. “I have for a while…but hearing you call me his dad”—he gestured to the kid who was currently shoving more snow into his mouth—“implying we’re a family…fuck, I just couldn’t control myself. It’s all I’ve ever wanted with you.”
“It’s what I want too,” you said with a teary smile. “We are a family.”
“I know,” he said. His hand cupped your face. “I want to make you mine…make you my riddur. Have more children with you.”
“Please,” you begged.
“After we drop off these bounties,” he told you, “we’ll say our vows.”
“Ok,” you said with a smile.
“But I plan on starting to try for those children tonight, cyare,” he said huskily.
“Oh, that works for me,” you whispered.
“Good,” Din responded. “Now let’s get this little gremlin back on the ship and to sleep as soon as possible. We have a lot of ‘trying’ to do tonight.” You laughed and scooped the kid up. He still had two hands full of snow, but he whined when he realized playtime was over.
“Don’t worry, little guy,” you cooed. “We’ll see snow again soon. I promise.” He nuzzled into you.
“You’re a great mom,” Din said. His hand came up to rest on your lower back.
“You’re a great dad,” you returned. Even though you couldn’t see his face, you knew he was smiling. You couldn’t wait to make this family official.
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Dank Farrik Drabble #18
This @dankfarrikdrabbles prompt using Bottle/Embarrassed had me stumped for a while, but hopefully I made the most of it. Remember, always drink responsibly!
“Should we say something?” asked the Mando on the right.
“I don’t know, it seems a bit rude, and it’s the Mand’alor’s kid, who are we to judge?” replied the Mando on the left.
“Gah!” said Grogu, and looked at the control panel of the elevator. He remembered where the bridge was, and he knew his dad would be there, so he focused on the correct number and waited for the doors to close.
“Did he just press that button with his mind?”
“Don’t ask questions, it’s just easier that way, trust me.”
The two Mandos stepped aside to let him pass once they reached the correct floor, and Grogu gurgled a thank you at them, even if he hadn’t really liked the way they’d been looking at him. It was hard to see where he was going because of what he was carrying, but he liked having it with him. He had found it next to his bed when he woke up alone from his nap feeling a little lost and sad. It was a great gift and it was his.
He finally reached the bridge, and he thankfully didn’t have to do anything this time for the doors to open with a satisfying whoosh.
“Patu!” he exclaimed, wishing it was less crowded and he could reach his dad faster – his legs were very short after all.
“Heads-up, my Lord, your kid’s here.”
“What’s that he’s carrying?”
“Is that a bottle of…”
“Ah!” Grogu called, looking up expectantly at his father who’d reached him in a couple of long strides.
“Hey there buddy, what do you have here? It looks heavy, can I see it?” his dad asked, kneeling down on the floor.
He tried to take the bottle from him but Grogu didn’t like that and he held it tighter – that was his bottle!
“Okay, okay, you can keep it…” he told him placatingly. “I was just wondering what it was, that’s all.”
“Maybe it’s a gift for you, Mand’alor? That’s uh, spotchka. And not any spotchka,” said a Mando worriedly, already regretting opening his mouth.
“It’s a bit early for spotchka,” a less anxious Mando offered in the background, to several sniggers.
“Unless the kid’s the one drinking it.”
“Garrr,” grumbled Grogu, thinking they were making fun of him or his gift.
“Hey, cut it out!” Din complained loudly, not liking seeing Grogu getting mad.
“Sorry, my Lord.”
“And what did you mean, ‘not any spotchka’? What’s so special about it?” he pressed.
“Haven’t you heard?” a brave Mando finally uttered. “They made spotchka in your honor to celebrate your coronation, my Lord.”
“They made what?” Din repeated, perplexed, staring at the little boy holding the bottle tightly in his claws.
“It’s got your portrait on the label and everything, I hear it’s very good. Someone must have dropped a few cases in your quarters.”
Din sighed deeply in consternation and finally managed to turn the bottle around in the child’s arms to see his own image staring back at him. His armor looked very shiny.
“I’m gonna find you a better toy Grogu, I promise,” he vowed, and hoped the Mandos present on the bridge would let him live it down.
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He glances to his side and sees the pretty red-edged leaves, fluttering in the breeze. Fire-nettle. But maybe the man is wrong, maybe he’s mistaken --
Grogu grabs the pretty leaves. For a moment he feels excited, seeing the way the green and red looks against his hands. And then he realizes --
He can’t help it. He closes his eyes and lets go of the leaves and wails.
The man crouches beside a bush. It smells good, crisp and herbal. It’s one of the pale bushes that he saw on the path, instead of the one with the pretty red-edged leaves. “This bush is okay for you to touch. It’s called whiteleaf. We can cook the fish with it.”
Grogu walks back to the man, his hand held tight around the stem of a bluegrass flower. His palm feels smooth and whole again, the burning of the fire-nettle a distant memory.
He tugs at the man’s leg, holding up his flower when the man’s shining head tilts to look at him. The man sighs, a long, shivering sound. “For me?”
Fanart for @fanfoolishness and her story The Scent of Whiteleaf!! (Slightly out of order excerpts!) Anyway, Fanfoo is a fantastic writer and if you haven't given her stories a try yet, you really should! Some of the best Grogu & Din feels out there :)
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Please enjoy my cute little Grogu animatic concept. I’ll be trying to work on a fuller/cleaner version this summer!
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Crispy. Baby trying to save his Dad D:
Copic markers and prismacolor pencils.
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Frog Lady for Melo Mapo! One of my fav characters from S2, I hope her hubby and their spawn are doing fine :D
Acrylic ink on watercolor paper.
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Copic multiliner/marker on gray paper.
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