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albertasunrise · 1 year

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Bad Way - Chapter 7

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Summary: IG-11 Knew that the Mandalorian was in a bad way. The Bacta spray would heal his wounds in time but only if he didn’t overdo it and unfortunately that wasn’t an option for them right now.

Pairings: Din Djarin x Cara Dune

Warnings: Injury, Angst

Notes: I wrote this ages ago and thought I’d share with you all on here 😘

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

Din’s body continued to seize over the coming days, his body getting weaker and weaker with each attack. Cara and Omera were at a loss at what to do. They were simple farmers on Sorgan, they had only basic medical supplies and certainly had no way of finding out what poison was used. Cara thought back to when the child healed Greef from poisoning and wondered if he could help Din but then scolded herself for thinking it. She couldn’t put the baby at risk to save her friend. She now sat at his side as Omera took a break from watching him. His breathing was weak and irregular, more like quiet wheezes than anything else. The poison was spreading and the blue mark had now spread to his collar bone and partially down his arm.

‘Come on buddy you gotta fight this.’ she said as she placed a playful punch on his arm.

He did not react and Cara’s heart shattered. In the small amount of time, she had known the Mandalorian she had come to respect him… care for him… dare she say love him? She knew that he didn’t look at her that way. He probably didn’t look at anyone that way but she had felt herself becoming drawn to him. The mystery of who he was beneath the mask. The longer he stayed in this comatose state the more she worried that he would slip away from her, they needed to find someone with experience with poisons or they would lose him. Cara stood and made her way outside of the cabin, leaning against the doorframe so that she could still watch him from her new position.

‘How is he?’ came a voice as Caben walked up to the woman with a sad expression plastered across his face.

‘He’s still unconscious.’ Cara looked at Din and then at Caben again ‘We need to find someone that has experience treating poisoning. If we don't figure out what poisoned him and how we can treat it he’ll die.’

Caben gasped at her reply, mouth agape as he tried to think of a reply.

‘There's a woman in town… she’s a healer.’ came a voice as Stoke stepped out from around the corner.

‘What's her name?’ Cara stepped towards the other man, grabbing the scruff of his shirt and pulling him closer.

‘I don’t know her name but I know where she lives.’ he stuttered, letting out a huff in relief when Cara let him go.

The three of them suddenly looked to the doorway of Omera’s hut as a loud crash sounded from inside. Sprinting through the entrance they found Din convulsing on the floor, white foam tinged with blood running down his neck as his helmet banged on the floor with each violent movement. Cara fell to this side and grabbed his shoulders before glaring at the two men as they watched in horror.

‘Help me’ she growled, motioning for them grab his arms and legs.

The two men fumbled about, finally holding the Mandalorian down as he thrashed on the wood floor and looking at each other with horrified expressions as the hunter seized in front of them. After what felt like hours to the three of them Din’s body finally calmed and they were able to lift him back onto the bed. Cara then grabbed a bowl and cloth from the kitchen and went about cleaning the froth and blood from his neck and chest.

‘You need to take me to this woman today!’

‘It will take us a day to get there and a day to get back!’ Exclaimed Stoke as he looked at the Mandalorian whose chest heaved with exhaustion.

‘We have Mando’s ship!’ Cara stood, grabbing her blaster she stepped towards the longhaired man ‘Just tell me where to fly.’

Omera was taken by surprise when Caben practically dragged her from the pond she was working from. The man's eyes were frenzied as he pulled her to one side.

‘The Mandalorian…’ he stuttered as his eyes flitted between her and the hut where he lay ‘He was shaking, badly!… Stoke is taking her... Cara to the town to find a healer but he needs to be watched.’

Omera wasted no time jogging back to her hut. Entering she found Winta was by his side, the child in her arms. She smiled as she saw her mother walk in, jumping up she hugged her tightly around the waist but there was a touch of sadness in the child’s eyes.

‘Is he going to die, momma?’ Omera looked at her daughter sadly.

‘No sweetheart.’ she replied but she felt that she was trying to convince herself more than anyone else ‘Why don’t you take the boy outside to play, he shouldn’t have to see his father this way.’

Winta nodded and skipped out the hut, but the sadness in her eyes never left. Omera watched her daughter as she sat down with the other children, laughing and clapping as the child waddled after a frog. For a second Omera let herself smile as she watched the small green creature. It was so innocent and she wondered if he knew that his protector was slipping away. He had been through so much and her heart broke for him. She honestly didn't know how he would deal with the Mandalorian dying on him. Her attention was drawn back to her patient who had started to shiver. She touched his skin to ensure it wasn’t because of fever then brought him another blanket. She took a seat next to him and watched him for a good while. The woman started to study him, taking in his strong frame, how defined the muscles in his arms were and his chiselled chest. She was glad he was unconscious or he would have seen her cheeks flushing as she imagined what the rest of him looked like. To distract herself from her thoughts she started cleaning the hut but always kept one eye on Din. He didn’t stir.

It was nightfall by the time Cara returned. The healer was an old woman. One of few words but she had a wisdom about her that gave her hope, she needed that. Landing the Razor Crest they walked briskly back to the village and Omera’s cabin. The Mandalorian’s breathing had gotten weaker in the time that Cara had been gone, his skin paler.

‘I need more light.’ stated the healer as she perched herself on the chair beside the bed and pulled it closer.

The villagers pulled together to fetch some lamps and take them to the hut, bringing to light the true state the Mandalorian was in. The blue mark had spread halfway across his chest now and his skin had gone from a golden tan to pale white. The healer then started to inspect the warrior, placing two fingers on her neck to feel his pulse.

‘I know what he was poisoned with and I can treat it.’ she stated plainly as she looked up at the two women beside her.

‘That's great!’ Cara grinned as she looked at Omera but her smile dropped when she looked back at the healer.

‘I can treat the poison but this man is on the cusp of death.’ she continued, her face like stone ‘The damage has been done. This man has clearly taken a beating, I don’t know if he has the strength to survive… It will be down to his own pure will to live.’

Cara’s stomach dropped as she glanced at Omera, noticing the tears forming in the woman's eyes. She had seen how she looked at Din, she was clearly in love with him but they both knew that Din was a man of honour and he would never put his own wants above the child or the creed.

‘Now leave me.’ Spat the woman as she waved them out the room ‘I need space to work.’

The two women shuffled out the Cabin but they took a seat out front, not wanting to stray too far from the Mandalorian. Winta handed the Child to Cara and then cuddled up on her mother's lap. They didn’t speak a word to each other, just listened to the woman mutter to herself as she worked. Cara looked at the delicate little creature in her arms. She remembered when she’d said that she didn't do the baby thing but now she felt herself not wanting to let him go. She decided at that moment that if Din wasn’t to survive this she would make sure the kid was safe, even if that meant caring for him herself. After a few hours, the old woman emerged from the cabin, rubbing her tired eyes as she stopped in front of them both.

‘I have done all I can for him.’ she looked at Omera and then at Cara, her expression still void of emotion ‘Could I bother you for lodging tonight and a ride to town tomorrow?’

‘Yes of course’ replied Omera as she pushed Winta from her lap and stood.

‘I would prefer a lift on your cart and not on that dreadful ship.’ she continued, her lip curling slightly in amusement.

‘Of course’ Omera held out her hand, motioning for the lady to follow her.

Cara watched as the women walked in the direction of another cabin before standing and heading inside. Din lay there, very much in the same state he was in before. His breathing was still weak but she noticed that the blue mark had started to fade already. Sitting on the edge of the bed she placed the kid down beside him and watch as he waddled into the crook of his father’s arm, lay down and cuddled up into him.

‘You need to fight for him.’ she said softly as she placed her hand on his leg, watching the shaky rise and fall of his chest ‘He needs you, you can’t leave him now.’

She hadn’t expected a response but there was still a part of her that hoped for one. For him to turn his head and say her name. She wished she could give him the strength to fight but she couldn’t. It was down to him now.

Morning came and Cara became aware she was laying on something soft. Cracking her eyes open she realised she was on top of Din. Why didn’t Omera wake me? Sitting up suddenly she clocked two big brown eyes staring up at her and she smiled.

‘Morning you.’ she said sweetly as she ruffled the thin hairs on his head.

The child chirped happily at that, smiling up at her as he squeezed his eyes shut in delight.

‘How’s your father doin’ hmm?’ she questioned as she looked at Din.

He wasn’t much different to the night before save for the blue mark that was almost completely gone now. Breathing was still a struggle and his skin was still ghostly pale. Cara let out a sigh before picking up the child and poking her head through the doorway. Noticing Omera working away with the other villagers and Winta playing with the other children. She sat down on the chair just outside, her eyes still glancing back at the comatose Mandalorian.

‘Good Morning.’ the sudden voice made Cara jump and she looked up to see the healer staring back at her.

‘Good Morning.’ she replied as she started to push herself up.

‘Don’t get up on my account.’ Said the woman as she raised her hand up to stop her ‘How does he fare?’

‘The mark has almost gone but his breathing is still weak and his colour has not returned’ replied Cara as she turned her head to look at him.

‘As I said, his body has taken much abuse.’ Cara looked back at the old woman, eyes red with fresh tears ‘He has a long road ahead of him.

‘If he survives to dawn tomorrow then I think he shall live.’ She finished, a small smile touching her wrinkled lips ‘He is lucky to have so many that care for him. Something unusual I believe for a Mandalorian.’

Cara chuckled at that which allowed one single tear to escape.

‘Sit with him… speak to him’ she said softly as she looked down at the child ‘Let him know he is loved and I think he will fight.’

Cara smiled at her sadly and stood from her seat.

‘Thank you for everything you have done.’

‘You are welcome.’ she paused as she pulled her shawl tighter around her narrow shoulders ‘I take my leave now.’

Cara nodded at the woman and gave her smile as she turned and left, heading towards the cart where Caben and Stoke stood waiting for her. Taking the healers advise she walked back into the cabin and sat herself down on the chair at Din’s side, bouncing the child on her knee as it giggled with glee.

‘Come on Mando you can fight this.’ she said as she leaned back in her seat ‘You got blown up and survived, this is a paper cut in comparison.’

She knew that wasn’t completely true but she didn’t know what else to say to him. She’d never been one to wear her emotions on her sleeve and she didn’t know how to tell him how she felt. So she used humour as a defence to hide her insecurities and this situation was no exception. His strained breathing was so loud in her ears as she placed the child down on the bed beside him, watching as the baby once again cuddled into his father. She thought about what the woman had said to her.

‘Let him know he is loved and I think he will fight’

What if she told him how she felt? Would that be a reason for him to fight this?

No, don’t be stupid Cara he doesn’t see you that way! she thought to herself as she shook her head.

Sitting forward in her chair she took his hand in hers. It was strong with long artistic fingers. She laced hers between his and placed a gentle kiss on his hand, his skin soft and warm beneath her lips.

‘Please don’t leave me.’ she pleaded quietly as she let her tears fall freely.

She slept at his side again that night and Omera left her again. She saw how Cara held his hand and she felt a small twang of jealousy but it passed when she thought back to the moment he almost let her remove his helmet. He almost let her look into his eyes. They were just friends, right? He had no romantic feelings for her surely?

Morning came and the village was relieved to hear that the Mandalorian still lived but he was still in a coma. Cara finally left Din’s side and opted to clean herself up on the Razor Crest. In truth, she didn’t want anyone to see her tears. So Omera took it upon herself to watch him.

He could feel a cool breeze against his skin which caused him to shiver slightly. The pain was the next thing he felt but it wasn’t as bad as before, it was bearable. He could hear shuffling around him and he turned his head towards the sound. Cracking open his eyes he was greeted by the child’s big brown ones looking back at him.

‘Well hey you little womp-rat.’ he smiled underneath his helmet and the child squealed in excitement.

‘Mando are you awake?’ came an excited voice as Omera came into view.

‘Yes.’ he replied plainly, his voice still a little weak.

‘Oh thank goodness you had us all sick with worry.’ she stated as she smiled warmly at him.

‘How long have I been out?’

‘Almost a week.’ she stated as she sat down beside him ‘Your shoulder wound was poisoned. You started suffering from seizures but we managed to find a local healer who cured you.’

‘Thank you.’

He pushed himself into a sitting position and winced at his muscles protesting.

‘You still need to rest.’ said Omera as she tried to push him back down.

‘I have rested enough.’ he stated as he slowly swung his legs over the edge of the bed ‘I need air.’

‘Well let me help you at least.’ she stated as she helped him to his feet.

He nodded in appreciation and limped towards the door, Omera keeping a grip on his arm to steady him. He was glad of his helmet as he walked out of the hut into the bright sunlight. The village cheered as he stumbled out onto the porch, one hand grabbing a chair to steady him. Winta burst into tears and ran straight up to him, wrapping her arms around his middle and squeezing him tightly.

‘I’m so happy you're alive.’ she said as she pulled her head away so that she could look up at him.

Din nodded at the child, looking at her with a mixture of shock and confusion. Not that anyone could see.

‘Winta let the Mandalorian sit.’ said Omera as she guided him to the bench to his left.

Helping him lower himself down she sat next to him but she didn’t let go of this arm. Her smile stretching from ear to ear. The villagers started to go about their business again and Din turned his attention back to Omera.

‘I apologise for Winta.’ She said as she looked at her hands around his arm ‘She witnessed you having a seizure and it scared her greatly. She has been praying for your recovery.’

‘That must have been horrible for her.’

‘Yes.’ she replied ‘But it’s okay now. You have returned to us and you’re on the mend.’ she finished as she squeezed his arm.

Cara walked through the tree line, glittering silver armour catching her eye and her heart started to pound. As she got closer she saw Omera at his side, the two of them looking at each other, his hand in hers. At that moment she wanted to curl up into a dark corner and disappear. She considered turning back but Din turned his head and they locked eyes with each other. No escaping now.

‘You’re awake!.’ she said, plastering a fake smile on her face ‘Nice nap?’

‘Had better.’ he replied, tilting his head as he spoke.

‘Good to see you up and about Mando’

‘Good to see you too Cara.’ Her heart skipped a beat at his saying her name ‘Do you mind if we speak in private.’

‘Of course.’ she said as she helped him stand and walk back into the cabin.

‘Thank you for saving me.’ he started as he placed his hand on the table to steady him ‘And for taking care of the kid.’

‘You would have done the same for me.’ she shrugged, trying desperately to hide her emotions.

‘Yes I would,’ he replied, his voice cracking slightly.

Cara looked up at him, a little hope filling her eyes at his reply.

‘What do you want to do now?’ she said changing the subject.

‘Well Moff Gideon is dead so I’d like to think the baby is safe now.’ he started, lowering himself down so that he was sat on the edge of the wood table top ‘I think we could probably stay here a while.’

Stay here with her

‘What about you?’ he asked

‘You know me Mando, can’t stay in one place for too long.’ she jested ‘I think I may head back to Nevarro. Greef offered me a job in the guild. Seems like a good career choice for me.’

‘Oh okay.’

Was that sadness in his voice?

‘Well I hope you stick around for a little while.’ he said, changing his tone again ‘The kid will miss you.’

The kid will miss me? her heart sunk at that statement. Not you.

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shiversdownyourspleen · 1 year

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It might just be me but I really really enjoyed that small moment of Greef Carga going over town planning before the pirates attacked

It was just a really nice moment that gave us a glimpse into how this man so quickly built up Nevarro into a trade hub and I just really liked it

#Yes you are greef #Yes you are #star wars #sw #mandalorian #greef karga #greef carga #the mandalorian #the mandalorian s3

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roguerebels · 1 year

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Rogue Rebels Podcast 155: The Mandalorian: The Apostate and The Mines of Mandalore!

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Lizzy and Sal talk The Mandalorian season 3 episodes The Apostate and The Mines of Mandalore! Time to Shake and bake with The Mandalorian Season 3! Bo-Katan is back! Fancy High Magistrate in a fancy growing town! Unwanted squeezy! No drinking at this school, please! Someone needs Darksaber practice! And M Y T H O S A U R! Please DONATE/SHARE Robb Yanagihara’s GoFundMe to help however you…

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fis-paprikas · 1 year

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stop me if I'm too forward but I'm gonna suck the dicks of every single costume designer who worked on mando s3

#hello??????? HELLLOOOO?????#THE NIKTO PIRATE??? FUCKING GREEF CARGA'S NEW GETUP.#im moaning #the mandalorian #the mandalorian spoilers

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fangirlforeversthings · 7 months

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Ok so about all the relationships in star wars:

Qui gon is obi wan's and anakins dad

Anakins biological father is the force and his mom is shmi

Obi wan and anakin are brothers obi wan the big and anakin the little brother,

But obi wan is also anakins dad,

Anakin and ahsoka are big brother and little sister and obi wan is their tired dad,

But obi wan and anakin adopted ahsoka together and are co-parenting her but anakin is not her father,

But obi wan is also ahsokas grandmaster what is basically her grandfather,

Ahsokas great grandmaster so her great grandfather is qui gon,

And Ahsokas real father is plo koon who is also adoptive father to the entire wolfpack

Obi wan and anakin also co-adopted R2D2 together without knowing

Anakin build C-3PO whick makes anakin his father

Padmé is ahsokas mother and married with anakin,

Obi wan and padmé are besties,

Padmé and bail organa are besties,

Obi wan and satine are deeply in love and were on the verge of getting married,

Obi wan also is korkies father and satine his mother while bo katan is his aunt,

Darth maul is obsessed with obi wan to a point where obi wan is the only reason maul is stil alive

obi wan and cody are in love

Rex is kind of ahsokas and anakins mom but also their brother

Rex and cody are Cousins aswell as the entire 501st and the entire 201st

Since count dooku was qui gons master he is obi wans and anakins grandmaster and therefore technically their grandfather

Yoda is dookus master that makes him the great grandfather/great grandmaster for this big chaotic familiy, that kind of great grandfather who teaches you dumb shit and tells dirty jokes at the dinner table

Next generation:

Lukes biological father is anakin,

Owen Lars is his adoptive father and his biological uncle,

Beru whitesun is his adoptive mother and his biological aunt,

Lukes biological mother is padmé,

Obi wan is lukes grandfather but also his uncle and his master,

Lukes real master is yoda

Luke and leia are brother and sister but also had a short relationship affair

C-3PO is lukes and leias big brother since mentioned before, anakin build him which makes him his father,

R2D2 is lukes and leias big brother too because also mentioned before, anakin and obi wan co-adopted R2,

C-3PO and R2 are bothers

Lukes lover is din djarin

Ahsoka is lukes aunt but Luke would much rather like to f*ck her,

Leia is married to han solo and Ben solo is their son,

Ahsoka is leias aunt,

Leias biological mother is padmé

Leias dad is bail organa while her biological father is anakin

Leias uncle but also her grandfather and also her emotional adopted father is obi wan,

Next generation:

Din djarin is the dad of grogu,

Grogus biological father is yoda, his biological mother is yaddle,

Grogus mom is bo katan

Grogus adoptive mother is omera the village lady on sorgan

Her daughter is winta which is also grogus adoptive sister,

Omera and din were in love once, before din met bo katan

Bo katan and din are married and are co-parenting grogu,

Luke is grogus master

Cara dune is grogus aunt while din and cara are brother and sister,

Fennek shand is also grogus aunt,

Boba fett is grogus uncle,

Boba and fennek are in love,

Grogus grandfather is greef carga, but he is not dins father,

Dins biological parents died of the seperatists battle droids, names unknown

Dins Master (if you wanna call it like that) is the armorer,

The armorer is grogus grandmother,

The frog lady is grogus adoptive grandmother,while grogus real grandmother is peli

IG-11 is grogus brother,

Paz visla and din are dadbesties and always fighting big brother and little brother

Axe wolfes and din are enemies but ('with benefits' definetly possible)

Boba and din are mando'bros

And last but not least kuill is grogus adoptive grandfather

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That should sum it up entirely once and for all but this is just my opinion pls correct me where i'm wrong

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a-girl-with-brown-eyes · 1 year

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Season 1

Stormtroopers: We have you four to one.

Din Djarin: I like those odds.

Season 3

Greef Carga: They've got you outnumbered ten to one.

Din Djarin: I like those odds. 😎

Me:

That's what I call overcoming your own limits. 😂

#the mandalorian spoilers #the mandalorian season 3 #the mandalorian #din djarin

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sturkillerbase · 2 years

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The Mandalorian and TBOBF characters as people at the gym

Cara Dune – strong girl crush that would win in a fist fight against everyone in there.

Din Djarin – Quiet guy that stays on his own. Helps the smaller ones with heavy equipment. Very nice. Respectful.

Greef Carga – just an older fella taking care of his health.

Grogu – been going there for ages but still looks the exact same as when he started. Still doesn’t know what he's doing. Smoll. Needs to be looked over.

Toro – creepy guy who’s there to hit on the girls. Annoying. Will get kicked out of yet another gym.

Fennec Shand – doesn’t talk to anyone but will definitely stand up for you if you ever need it. Will not hesitate to kick creepy guys out and make sure they never come back. Kicked Toro out.

Boba Fett – gym instructor who has been doing this for a long time. Helps everyone out and has a dad aura. Will not tolerate bad behavior. Owns the gym.

Ahsoka - gym instructor number two and martial arts teacher. Encourages people to keep going. Truly an inspiration.

Peli – the secretary. Friends with everyone. Eats a lot but still manages to be skinny, even though she doesn't actually exercise. May or may not have sabotaged creepy guys’ cars in the past. May or may not keep doing it.

Paz Vizla – bodybuilder. Only drinks protein shakes. Kinda uncomfortable to be around. Moans as he lifts weights.

The Armorer – older woman in regular shape that’s stronger than half the muscled guys in there.

Kuiil – the janitor. Keeps the equipment working. Asks if you’ve eaten before exercising and reminds you to drink water.

Cobb Vanth – skinny guy who’s unbelievably strong. Helps keeping the creeps away.

Luke Skywalker – shorty king. Could beat Paz Vizla if he wanted to. Friendly to everyone. His cool sister picks him up after the training.

Mayfeld – talks too much. Messy. Constantly letting the weights drop to the floor.

Moff Gideon – nobody likes him.

Morgan Elsbeth – nobody likes her.

Bo-Katan – thinks she owns the place. Silently judges everyone else in there. Wears sports bras to show off her defined abs and arms.

Koska Reeves – friends with Bo-Katan and no one else. Good looking. Always pays in cash – Peli thinks she’s into illegal stuff.

IG-11 – skinny friendly guy.

Trapper Wolf – chubby friendly guy.

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agentem · 1 year

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Men on YouTube are so mad about ladies being in Star Wars. First Bo Katan killed the Mandalorian. Then Lizzo did. Bryce Dallas Howard did.

Idk. I think it’s because so few episodes have revolved around Din and/or Grogu this season. Like if Bo Katan and the Armorer want to retake Mandalore, fine. But why is Din just tagging along on her missions? Doesn’t he have a baby to feed?

And we have no idea how Grogu is adapting to being a foundling. Has he made any friends? Did he find any cookies to steal?

I don’t mind Lizzo being in stuff. What I do mind is Din leaving his baby with complete strangers. (I know Lizzo is perf and would never hurt Grogu but how does Din know that?)

It’d be fun if Din and Grogu started building a house with Uncle Greef Carga only to have it totally destroyed by whatever the other Mandalorian are up to. Just the. Fighting in th background while Grogu and Din pick out wallpaper. That’s the show I want.

I also feel like it’s not Pedro Pascal in the suit much. It’s mostly his body doubles and him doing the voice. Which is fine. Bradley Cooper isn’t on set as Rocket or whatever and it seems like THE LAST OF US was a long shoot. But that doesn’t mean he’s not the main character.

#the mandalorian spoilers #the mandalorian #din djarin #Grogu

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contentment-of-cats · 1 year

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Eli Vanto has a big ass, fight me

He's got the biggest, brownest ass in the galaxy. You can beat on it like bongos. It's so big that when he sits down he bounces twice. Jabba's sail barge is needed to get that boy's ass from one end of the room to the other. Greef Carga needs two droids to hold up his cape, Eli Vanto needs two droids to hold up his ass. You can put your coffee cup and bowl of cereal on that end-table booty of his, and it's so solid he can walk across the room without spilling a drop.

#ask reply #silliness #eli vanto #thrawn #this is what happens when you @ me

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bitchin-beskar · 1 year

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ok I have seen episode 1 we are in the clear and I am, as expected, OBSESSED

if u don’t wanna see any spoilers pls block the #mandoS3spoilers tag bc I will likely not be shutting up about it for the foreseeable future

#din djarin #the mandalorian season 3 #mandoS3spoilers #grogu #paz vizsla #the armorer #greef carga #IG-11 #bo katan kryze

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albertasunrise · 1 year

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Bad Way - Part 8

Masterlist

Pairings: Din Djarin x Cara Dune

Warnings: Injury, Angst

Notes: I wrote this ages ago and thought I’d share with you all on here 😘

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7

Cara helped Din back outside, sitting him down on the chair she saw his chest heaving from the effort. He was glad that his helmet hid the pain moving brought him but he was glad that to be alive. The child hobbled out of the hut, tugging on Din’s pant leg as he babbled at his father. The Mandalorian picked him up and place him on his lap. He watched Cara from the corner of his eye as she sat herself down on the bench and then his eyes drifted to Omera. He watched her as she laughed with smiled with the other villagers. Winta and the other children dancing around them. He remembered how he had felt when he was last here, how his heart had skipped a beat when he watched her shoot. When she went to lift his helmet and he had almost let her. For a moment he thought maybe he could have a normal life here with her and the child but deep down inside he knew he wouldn’t be happy. Omera clocked him watching her and she smiled, her heart warming at his gaze. The day soon failed and night came. Din had argued with Omera that he could sleep in the barn but she was not having it and secretly he was glad, he did not want to imagine attempting to get up in the morning. He was glad of her help, her kindness but he didn't feel the same draw that he had before, he wanted to stay here but it wasn't her that he wanted to stay with and that scared him.

As the days passed he felt his strength returning to him and before he knew it two weeks had passed. Cara had been enquiring about a ship to Nevarro and had been in town that last few days, he longed to see her again. He worried she would leave without saying goodbye and his heart ached at the thought. The sun fell behind trees leaving the village to be illuminated by the soft yellow glow coming from the fires outside people huts. Din had left the child with Winta so he could take a walk to his ship to retrieve his armour. He had felt incomplete without it but he knew that it had been necessary to remove it in order to treat him. Stepping through the trees he heard rustling behind him and he was painfully aware that he didn’t have his blaster.

‘You shouldn’t be wandering the woods alone unarmed Mando.’

Din sighed in relief when he recognised whose voice it was. Turning to face them Cara’s smiling face came into view.

‘Well someone left my armour and weapons on my ship.’ he replied slyly ‘Was just going to retrieve them.’

‘Well I was heading the same way so I’ll protect you.’ she joked as they walked together to the ship.

They walked in silence, both aching to speak their feelings but fearing the other's rejection. Din opened the door of the Razor Crest and they watched as it creaked and hissed before finally coming to rest on the leaf-littered ground. The duo then walked quietly up the ramp into the ship, Cara pulling out her duffel and slinging it over her shoulder as Din strapped his armour back on and holstered his blaster.

‘You look more like you.’ she joked, breaking the silence between them.

‘I feel it.’ he replied as they made their way back down the ramp, it hissing as it shut behind them.

They walked in silence again for a few minutes, the dead air between them becoming too much for Cara to bear.

‘I have found someone willing to take me to Nevarro.’ She said as she noticed him coming to a stop.

‘Do you trust them?’

‘I don’t trust anyone but I’ll take my chances.’ she replied, smirking at him ‘I’m a big girl, I can take care of myself.’

‘You could stay here.’ he stated, masking his true meaning painfully well.

‘There’s nothing for me here.’

Her reply made Din’s heart ache

Me? He thought to himself, before stepping off again.

‘Besides you have a family here now with Omera.’ she replied, shrugging her shoulders as she spoke ‘You don’t need me around.’

Din didn’t know what came over him at that moment. Turning to face her, he grabbed her by the waist and pushed her up against the tree behind her. Her breathing quickening, his helmet but an inch away from her face.

‘I do…’ he growled, ‘I do want you.’

Cara could feel her heart in her throat. She ached, desperate to rip off his helmet and kiss him.

‘Oh I’m sorry.’ came a sudden voice and they both turned their heads to face it.

Omera stood there, shock plastered over her face at the scene unfolding in front of her. At that moment she knew it wasn’t her he wanted and she fought the tears that threatened to spill down her cheeks. She said nothing else, just turned and left and leaving Din and Cara both fighting their urges. Cara pushed him off of her and stalked back to the village, leaving Din cursing under his breath as he watched her walk away. He headed back to the barn and found the child asleep in his crib. He noticed Cara’s duffle that had been dumped just inside the doorway and his heart sunk a little. She didn’t want him.

How could I have been so stupid he thought to himself as he stripped off his armour again.

Floorboards creaked behind him and he spun on his heels to see Cara stood behind him. Her chest heaving as she looked at him in a way she’d never looked at him before.

‘I’m sorry about earlier,’ he said as he placed his last bit of armour on the floor and leaving him stood there in his flight suit, helmet and boots.

Cara said nothing, just stepped closer to him. Her hands were shaking but she had hope now, hope that he wanted this too. She stopped right in front of him, his body against hers as she put her hand on his waist and pulled him in closer.

‘Cara I…’ she placed one hand on the side of his helmet and moved her head closer to his.

‘I want you too.’ she whispered, her breath fanning his mask as she brought her lips down to his neck.

Pulling down the cowl that covered his flesh she placed a gentle kiss there, which elicited a deep growl from him. He grabbed her arms and pushed her up against one of the thick wooden pillars that propped up the roof.

‘Not here.’ his voice was deep as he tried desperately to fight the fire that roared inside him ‘Not with the kid around.’

Cara nodded and took his hand. Slipping out the barn they jogged into the tree line, Omera watching as they disappeared into the dark woodland. When Din was happy they were out of earshot he stopped and dragged Cara towards him, his hand on her back as he pulled her in close. She let out a shaky breath as she felt him against her.

‘How we going to do this then Mandalorian.’ she joked as she looked at him, her eyes piercing his visor.

He didn’t speak a word, just spun her around so her back was against him.

‘Do you trust me?’ he whispered in her ear, which sent a shiver down her spine.

‘Yes.’

He then pulled out a piece of fabric from his pocket and tied it around her eyes, spinning her back around when he was confident she couldn't see him. She stood there blind, her hand on his waist in an attempt to ground herself as she waited for what was to come next. She heard a slight hiss and then a loud thump as something heavy hit the ground.

‘Mando?’ she felt him pushing her slowly backwards, coming to a stop as she felt a large bolder hit her back.

Still, he didn't speak, he drunk her in. Her lips, her hair, her smell. He pulled off his gloves and let them fall to the ground, his heart practically trying to escape from his ribcage as touched her soft skin. Cara shivered at the sudden sensation of his bare flesh against hers.

‘I was so scared you didn’t feel the same…’ she started as his hand travelled up to cup her cheek ‘I…’

She was interrupted by lips against hers and she melted into them. It was soft yet strong at the same time before becoming more urgent. She poked his lips with her tongue and he opened them to allow her entry. She had imagined this kiss over and over in her head but what surprised her was how natural it was. Have you done this before? she thought to herself as she ran her fingers through his hair. It was longer than she’d expected and she took some in her fist and pulled it slightly which made him grunt in pleasure. Their movements became more frenzied, both desperate to have each other. She pulled his flight suit open and let her hands travel over his skin, tracing his muscles with her fingers as they travelled down. She took him in her hand and his breath hitched in this throat. Din pulled his cape off and let it fall to the ground around his ankles before grabbing her things and lifting her up. Cara wrapped her legs around his waist as she continued to pleasure him. He bit her neck hard and she threw her head back in ecstasy. The boulder behind her back disappeared as he spun her around and laid her down on the soft ground, laying kisses on her neck and along her collarbone. She placed her hand on his chest and pushed him away causing Din to look at her with a confused expression but it became clear what she was doing as she worked on taking her own armour off before pulling her shirt over her head revealing a thin white top underneath with thin straps lacing over her shoulders. Din let his hand travel under the white fabric as he kissed her again, grinding against her as his excitement grew. Cara pulled his flight suit over his shoulders, giggling as he fought to get his arms out before kissing her again, biting her lip as his hand travelled down to her waistband. Unbuckling her belt he slipped his hand past, his fingers touching her there elicited a gasp. Din pulled away and watched Cara bite her lip in pleasure, her hand grabbing his wrist and pushing his hand further down. He knew exactly what she wanted and he obliged her, biting her neck as his fingers slipped in. She groaned loudly now as all new waves of pleasure washed over her and her back arched as he slipped in another. The build-up was getting too much for them both now and so the Mandalorian stopped, yanking down her pants as she pulled his suit down further and took hold of him again. He hovered above her, his breathing heavy as he watched her chest heave.

‘Please’ she pleaded quietly.

That was all he needed to hear and in one swift movement, they joined. Groaning loudly together as they found their rhythm, Cara wrapping her legs around him as he kissed her hungrily. As she kissed him she realised that he wasn’t kissing her the way others had before. It wasn't carnal lust it was something else. They both climaxed together, collapsing into each other's arms before Din rolled onto his side and pulled her in close, placing soft kisses on her head. He thought about taking her blindfold off and letting her see him, but there was no coming back from that and he didn’t know if he was ready.

‘Well you've certainly done that before.’ joked Cara as she attempted to catch her breath.

‘A few times yes.’ he replied.

His voice shocked her. It was still deep but there was a tenderness to it that the modulator in his helmet masked. Cara placed her hand on his chest, tracing up his neck to his cheek before pulling his lips to hers. They lay there for a while, their noses practically touching as they just enjoyed each other.

‘We should get back, the kid will be worried.’ she giggled as she kissed him again.

She tried to pull away but he wouldn't let her. He didn’t want it to end but he knew it had to. He wasn't sure what they would do next but he wanted to savour this moment. He was happy and he couldn’t remember the last time he had been but at that moment in time, his world didn’t seem so harsh. Their kiss got heated again and Cara rolled him onto his back, straddling him as she kissed him more passionately.

‘I suppose we could do it once more before we head back.’ she grinned.

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