#lady proxima

[jmillz888]

Han Solo was raised by a worm

#starwarsblr #star wars #he did the best he could #white worms mafia #lady proxima #han solo

[puppetdaily]

Lady Proxima from Solo: A Star Wars Story

#lady proxima #solo: a star wars story #solo #star wars

[mordicaifeed]

Concept art for Solo: A Star Wars Story by Luke Fisher.

#star wars #luke fisher #lady proxima #solo #solo a star wars story #solo: a star wars story #han solo

[hitchell-mope]

Linda freaking Hunt

#solo: a star wars story #lady proxima

[roguerebels]

Bounty Hunters: Crimson Reign Favorite Comic Series Moments!

Regicide! Childhood dreams attained! Bacta footbaths! And best frienemies! Check out Sal's favorite moments from the Bounty Hunters: Crimson Reign comics! #StarWarsComics #BountyHunters #CrimsonReign

After Valance is left for dead on the Executor, T’onga and her crew continue to search for the heir who can end the syndicate war on Corellia. They better hope they find her before Crimson Dawn does. Regicide! Childhood dreams attained! Bacta footbaths! And best frienemies! Ethan Sacks continues to bring plenty of underworld dealings and great characters to the series. Here are my favorite…

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#Beilert Valance #Boba #Boba Fett #Bossk #carbonite #Chewbacca #Chewie #Comic #comic crossover #Comics #Corellia #Crimson Dawn #crossover #Darth Vader #Deathstick #Dengar #Ethan Sacks #Han #Han Solo #Lady Proxima #Losha #Manaroo #Marvel Comics #Mourner&039;s Wail #Nexu #Paolo Villanelli #Qi&039;ra #review #Reviews #Series

[alexandrium]

I got some "fluffy slime" from a coin machine at the liquor store next door. My bf and I were playing with it and making little sculptures. And these two ladies decided we'd be the perfect people to sell their nutritife amway life style products to.

#my bf activrly holding a car made of slime and me holding the chunk thats gonna turn into the wheels #'a gracias pero ahorita no. quisas la la proxima' #to be fair they were very intense sales ladies theyre prob the top dogs at their mlm

[morallyinept]

A list of all my favourite PEDRO CHARACTER VALENTINE'S DAY/THEMED FIC RECS, with the writers tagged. Includes fics I am currently reading/want to read.

PART 1 | PART 2 HERE

Please show some love to the writers by re-blogging and commenting on their work. 🖤

⚠️ Please ensure you check the triggers/warnings etc... on the stories themselves as some of them may not be suitable to your own particular tastes.

Includes Valentine themed stories from previous years, as well as current. Will be added to as more are released.

Happy Reading! 🖤

💘Rockford & Roses Tim Rockford & Heyday Hero Valentine's Special Marcus Moreno - @morallyinept

💘Secret Admirer - @demigoddessqueens Mr Ben

💘A Valentine's In Reverse - @littlebirdsbookshelf Dave York

💘Agent Cupid - @pimosworld Dave York

💘A Reveal - @odetodilfs Din Djarin M!Reader

💘A Small Bouquet - @thepaperpanda Joel Miller

💘San Valentín Series - @sp00kymulderr Javier Peña

💘Pushing The Envelope Max Phillips, Pelicans Frankie Morales & Watercolour Marcus Pike - @something-tofightfor

💘Loneliness - @sirowsky Pero Tovar

💘Secret Admirer - @whatsnewalycat Javier Peña

💘Valentine's Day - @polaroidpascal Frankie Morales

💘Something Right - @sweetercalypso Frankie Morales

💘Tres Besos - @mrsmando Javier Peña

💘Stupid Cupid - @hellishjoel Frankie Morales

💘My Funny Valentine - @pascalpvnk Joel Miller

💘Sweetheart - @joels-shitty-puns Joel Miller

💘As Long As I Have You - @beskarandblasters Joel Miller

💘For Valentine's Day - @wardenparker & @absurdthirst Joel Miller

💘Something Soft - @skittlesfics Joel Miller

💘Can't Fight Cupid - @absurdthirst Max Phillips

💘Are You Mine? - @eupheme Joel Miller

💘Strawberry Cakes - @vivian-pascal Joel Miller

💘Candy Hearts - @joelmillerisapunk Joel Miller

💘A Beskar Valentine - @firstofficerwiggles Din Djarin

💘Simple Love - @frenchiereading Frankie Morales

💘Until Now - @talaok Joel Miller

💘Grumpy Joel Miller Loves Him Some Corn Bread - @connectioneverywhere Joel Miller

💘Along For The Ride - @proxima-writes Joel Miller

💘Let's All Go To The Lobby - @corazondebeskar-reads Joel Miller

💘Psyche & Cupid - @macfrog Joel Miller

💘Full - @endlessthxxghts Frankie Morales

💘Consequences - @iamasaddie Joel Miller

💘Valentine's Day - @joelslegalwhre Dieter Bravo

💘Te Quiero - @notjustjavierpena Javier Peña

❤️VARIOUS PEDRO BOY MASTERLISTS:

💘Just A Date Series - @lady-bess Various Pedro Boys

💘Love At First... Series - @goodwithcheese Various Pedro Boys

💘Valentine's Prompts Masterlist - @trulybetty Various Pedro Boys

💘February Fluff Masterlist - @cowboy-turtle Various Pedro Boys

💘Fluffbruary Masterlist - @oonajaeadira Various Pedro Boys

#pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters #valentines day #pedro pascal cinematic universe #PPCU #jett's fic recs

[commander-airachnid]

༓♡ ROUND ONE IS HERE!

RESULTS WILL BE RECORDED ON THIS SHEET!

Yanno, I can't help but notice that we've had two robot husband polls, but not a single one for any ladies ( At least, not to my knowledge )! I for one think that's a crime, so I aim to change that.

The matchups in this poll were set up via randomizer, but I did tweak a few to feel a bit more fair? I hate to have big names go up against lesser known characters, but it's sometimes just unavoidable... If I forgot any major characters, I apologize. I'm pretty knowledgeable, but TF is a big franchise, and i'm bound to miss something. As a note, i'm not including children or characters that feel too close to children for my own comfort. That's why Gauge, Twitch etc etc aren't present.

Rounds are set to run for 24 hours, and then i'll allow myself a small grace period to prep for the next one. I'll deal with ties and such if and when they arise.

Though i've used particular images for each match up, let it be known that any listing isn't continuity specific. You're voting for all versions of a specific character, not just one! No worries.

If you have any questions or suggestions, feel free to send them my way!

➜ Windblade VS. Termagax ✫ Elita-1 VS. Flamewar

➜ Glyph VS. Aileron ✫ Lodestar VS. Glowstrike

➜ Anode VS. Solus Prime ✫ Trickdiamond VS. Lightbright

➜ Stormclash VS. Rosanna ✫ Jumpstream VS. Blackarachnia

➜ Slipstream VS. Provoke ✫ Javelin VS. Mistress of Flame

➜ Nyx VS. Botanica ✫ Proxima VS. Airazor

➜ Airachnid VS. Quickshadow ✫ Velocity VS. Cryak

➜ Greenlight VS. Dust Up ✫ Skyburst VS. Arcee

➜ Lug VS. Slash ✫ Nautica VS. Nickel

➜ Strika VS. Moonracer ✫ Clobber VS. Firestar

➜ Codexa VS. Chromia ✫ Strongarm VS. Rust Dust

➜ Nightbird VS. Shadow Striker ✫ Pyra Magna VS. Road Rage

#ECHOLOCATION #transformers #maccadam #transformers poll #robot wife poll

[inej-ruination-ghafa]

LOVE AND WAR

001; I CAN BRING YOU IN WARM

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Warnings: guns, violence, alcohol, drunkness, blood, knives, allusion to slavery

Summary: you had spent your entire life running, from corellia, from your family, from the empire and now from bounty hunters. But when one man sees how you care for his child, what is he going to do with himself, especially as he finds himself falling for you

Wordcount: 3.9k

Daiyu was the worst planet you’d ever been on and it wasn't for the lack of nightlife or for the lack of interesting jobs but because of its weather. With a dark black hood over your head, hands pressed into the pockets as you walked through the crowded cities, you scanned the area for anyone with a bounty puck.

This time 6 years ago, you were one of the most celebrated people in the entire galaxy. You had people fawning over you left right and centre, you had more medals than you could possibly want and you had everything. Or so you thought.

You tried not to think about that time of your life too often and on a planet like this, you didn't have to think about much about anything for too long of a time. It was easier to sit there in one of the bars, a drink in your hand as you drowned in the neon lights and the large crowds that swarmed the city.

However, the planet required you to constantly be looking over your shoulder, always watching out for the next person who was going to try and attack you, whether it be imperial sympathisers, random drunken men with no impulse control or bounty hunters.

You had spent your entire 20s saving the galaxy, joining in on the rebellion and whilst your brother and your best friends got to sit pretty in their Jedi training camps or their coruscant apartments or their thrones, you were stuck living day by day, hiding from bounty hunters.

There was no way to determine when you changed from the hero to the girl being hunted down by Bounty Hunters every other week but you assumed it had something to do with Lady Proxima, a tall white grindalid who looked after you - more like worked to the core - after your parents death.

She was the one who had set the bounty after you nearly eighteen months ago now and though you wished you could escape it, you had no regrets for trying to kill her - the act that landed you with a bounty in the first place.

In the distance, you spotted the nearby nightclub and cantina and it wasnt hard to distinguish its flashing lights from the dark dreary weather on Daiyu. You looked around, pulling the hood off your head as you took shelter under the opening to a loud nightclub. You looked around before stepping inside, entering the world of drugs and mayhem and forgetting.

Hesitantly at first, you pushed your way through the mass of people that had grouped in the middle, dancing along with the live band in the corner. You pushed past a human and a zabrak making out in front of the bar as you tried to make it to the alcohol as fast as possible.

You pulled a chair back at the bar, your jacket now draped over your lap as you called out to the twi’lek at the bar to bring you a drink. In a few seconds, she placed the drink on the bar in front of you, waiting for you to slide a handful of credits across the smooth surface before walking away.

You reach for the shot glass on the table, swirling it around for a second before pulling it to your lips and downing the glass in one fluid motion, throwing your head back before putting the glass back down on the table.

The burning feeling was present in the back of your throat, causing your nose to scrunch up in a mix of disgust and euphoria as you allowed the drink to overwhelm your senses. You opened your eyes, pushing your lips together as you looked at the bartender again, hand raised to signal her over.

Before she made it over to you, another man slid up next to you. He was a slimy man with greasy blonde hair that was sticking to his temple and the way that he looked at you, almost like a stick of meat, made you sick to your stomach.

“You want to buy some death sticks?” He questioned, his voice hoarse like he'd been smoking them all morning - and it wasn't even 12 o’clock yet, not like you’d be able to tell that with the dreary grey weather on the planet.

You had dealt with your fair share of assholes at bars - actually, you had dealt with your fair share of assholes in general - but today you were not in the headspace to fight with him.

It had been nine years since the day that you had lost your best friend, a memory that you didn't want to spend too much time thinking about. All you wanted to do was drown in your liquor and forget about the troubles of the world, to just watch it spin around you.

“She doesn't want to do that,” a deep voice said and you felt chills run down your spine at the sound of it. There was something about this low, almost modulated voice that drew you to him and slowly, you turned around to see a man standing there.

He was tall and still but the most recognisable feature was that he was covered in armour. It was glistening, multi-coloured in the club's neon lights and there was no expression in his body language and you couldn’t see his face to determine what he was thinking either.

You took a deep breath in, eyes narrowing on the man. You two were looking at each other - or at least you assumed he was looking at you - and neither was moving. The man trying to sell you death sticks just rolled his eyes, standing up and tucking his seat in before stumbling towards the group of people to sell too.

You hadn’t realised that you’d been staring at the man for too long, an uncomfortable amount of time really, but when you felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment, you looked away from his visor and back at the new shot on the bar in front of you, “I don’t need to be saved,”

He didn't make a noise, just reaching into his pocket and before you could panic and imagine him pulling out a blaster and shooting you point blank, he pulled out a holo-puck and you couldn’t figure out which scenario was worse. You stared at your face as it spun around on top of the holo-puck, your name plastered at the top of it.

Your eyes trailed from the puck to him and he hasn't moved a muscle. There was something uncovering about the man and you couldn’t tell whether it was the fact that you couldn’t see his face and recognise any emotions, or if it was his regular demeanour.

“I guess this means you’re not going to buy me a drink,” you teased, standing up from your seat at the bar. Now standing up, you realised how tall he was, towering over you as you tried to find an escape plan.

He didn't laugh at the joke and you assumed his face was as emotionless as his body as he stated, “I can bring you in warm, or I can bring you in cold,” The modulator made his voice deep, the sound reverberating through your body.

Your breath hitched in your throat because although you should be scared of this emotionless bounty hunter who was probably here to kill you, you werent. There was something about him that you couldn’t put your finger on that made you feel intimidated yet secure.

“What does cold entail?” You questioned, hoping the slight fear bubbling up wasn't too obvious in your voice.

He tilted his head to the side slightly. Nobody had ever asked him that before and if Din was being honest, you weren’t like any bounty he had hunted down before. One, you were definitely the most beautiful bounty he had ever encountered. And two, you were the most calm; everyone else would either be running or begging at this point but you were doing neither, just staring him down like you could see through the visor.

“Carbonate,” he stated, his voice cold.

You felt a shiver run up your spine at the word, and not the good kind of shiver. There weren't many things that scared you in this universe, maker, you’d even encountered Darth Vader himself bur carbonate, that was what scared you. You’d seen someone you cared dearly about be stuck in there for half a year and you’d seen what it could do.

He noticed your shift in demeanour at that movement. Whilst your face didn't react to the words, he could see the flash of fear in your eyes, a small crease appearing between your brows.

“Well then Mr Mandalorian, I think I might have outstayed my welcome,” you stated and before he could respond to what you said or even comprehend it, you were ducking down under his clas arm the knife which appeared in your hand dragging along a slit between the pieces.

He swore under his breath, eyes scanning the room before seeing someone with a similar hood to yours running out of the door into the pouring rain and when you made the mistake of turning back round, hood falling from your head, his eyes met yours and he started running through the crowd.

Din shook his head as he pushed through the high and intoxicated people of the planet, knocking one or two of the down as he tried to make it up for the maker forsaken club.

When he got outside, the rain hitting his armour, he scanned the area for you but he had no idea where you went. He shook his head, unsure how he could’ve lost you.

The sound of a vendor yelling and a crate of fruit falling to the floor in a near alleyway was a telltale sign of escape and he decided to hitch his bets and chase down that way and lucky for him, the maker was on his side today as he saw you running round the corner, wet from the rain.

He chased after you, feet carrying him as fast as he could as he raced around the unfamiliar streets of Daiyu. He didn't know why you were being hunted but he didn’t care, as long as it gave him enough money for petrol and food for him and Grogu.

You looked behind you, swearing out loud as you trod in a puddle, broken shoes filling with water. You kept going despite the pain in your legs and the burning in your lungs. You’d be damned if you survived Darth Vader himself but a Mandalorian took you out.

Stopping round a corner, your hands on your legs as you caught your breath, you thought you’d be okay and you were. You found the best way out but then you saw a group of men shooting at this round ball.

You watched as they laughed to themselves, shooting at this thing that you suddenly recognised as a pram. That’s when you spotted a small green alien sitting behind the pedestal, looking up at you.

Every instinct told you that you had to keep running from that Mandalorian bounty hunter that was pretty ready to ‘take you in cold’ but your morals told you that you had to save the little baby from whatever these rogue gang members wanted from him.

You sighed, shaking your head as you pulled your blaster out, closing one of your eyes as you shot one of the three men in the head, killing him instantly. The next shot hit the second man in the stomach and he doubled over, hands on his stomach as the other man searched for where the gunshot came from.

He let out a yell as he noticed you, the two men shooting at you and you managed to take them both down before rushing down and grabbing the child. He was small and green and as you held him in your arms, he reached out for you with little green hands.

“What’s your name, little one?” You asked, watching as he grasped one of your fingers with his little hand. He just babbled and you assumed that he was too small to answer you so you smiled, giving him your name.

When you heard more yelling and blaster fire, you assumed that there were more gang members and you hid behind a wall, hearing them yelling about finding the child.

“They're talking about you kiddo?” You questioned, voice quiet so that they didn’t hear you. He cooed, a mischievous smile on his face and you assumed it was him.

You didn't know what to do, just waiting and looking around and hoping that they had passed. You had also managed to escape the Mandalorian that was after you and as soon as you got this kid back to his family, you were going to get off of this planet and find the next hiding spot, maybe .

That's when you heard more blaster fire and the body of one of the gang members fell down at your feet as you shielded the child from its view.

You assumed that they were all dead when it went quiet and you stepped out hesitatingly, blaster in one hand and the child in your other. He cooed, smiling up at you as you looked around, “Listen, don’t be worried, i'm going to find your parents,”

You felt a presence behind you and froze up, turning around and looking up at The Mandalorian who had been hunting you down earlier. He was wet from the rain as well and when he noticed that you had a little child in your arms, he tilted his head in confusion.

Now it was your time to start bartering and you stepped back, holding the child closer to your chest, “Listen, take me in warm, I don’t care, just let me find this kid's parents,” you said.

Din felt his heart pounding in his chest as he watched you, an insanely beautiful bounty, holding his child to your chest protectively. There was something weird about the feeling bubbling up in his chest, one that he’d never felt before.

The child reached his little arms out, giggling to himself as he tried to reach for Din and you looked at it confused, “He’s mine,” he stated, a small bit of emotion evident in his voice.

Your brows furrowed as you looked down at him, the child cooing in your arms as you placed him back down in his slightly battered cot. He used the controls, going back over to Din and looking up at him.

“You’re an awful parent, leaving him here alone,” you said, your blaster still in your hand. You

Din smiled to himself under the helmet, glad that you couldn’t see his amused reaction to your comment, “I didn’t, he must have escaped my ship,” he stated, that cold tone to his voice.

You sighed, looking up at him. You brushed your wet hair from your face, only now realising that you were still standing in the rain, “You gonna take me in warm Mr Mandalorian?” You asked, hands held out in surrender.

He cocked his head to the side and you definitely recognised that movement as confusion, “You’re just giving up like that?” He questioned.

You shrugged your shoulders, “I’m not going to be able to convince you to let me go,” you stated and he nodded, reaching into his back pocket, eyes narrowed and focused on her; he didn’t understand why she was just letting him take her away.

He had his hands on the restraints, about to put them on her when more gang members sped around the corner, looking around for the two of them - and by that, they were looking for Din and Grogu.

The Mandalorians head was spinning with the events of the days and his oddly submissive bounty and as he looked at the people who were hunting down the child and trying to kill him, he knew he had to make a rash decision that any other day he would scold himself for.

He turned to you, pushing your hands down and putting the restraints back onto his belt, “Can you shoot?” He asked, his voice still cold but now you could sense a bit of fear in it. It was strange, how you could feel this emotionless man opening up to you little by little but you could.

“Can I shoot?” You teased, repeating the question back at him before pursing your lips together and nodding, “Of course I can,”

Din nodded, looking down at you just as the gang members looked into the alleyway, one of them exclaiming that they had found the child and you wondered what was so interesting and lucrative about this kid that this many people were ready to die for.

He looked back at you, taking a few steps forward, “Stay in front of the kid okay,” he stated and you nodded, watching as he began shooting at them.

You looked back at the child who put the lid over his pram and you turned back and started shooting, the sound of blaster fire echoing through the alleyway.

This morning when you woke up in tha5 small, damp hostel, this wasn’t how you expected the day to go. You would never have imagined that you would be standing in the pouring rain, fighting alongside the man who was trying to take you in as a bounty so that you could protect his son.

You slid down, the rain making the cobblestone pavement wet as you slid under the man's legs, slicing through his thighs with your knife and watching as he collapsed down, your knife jamming into the back of his neck. You pulled it out with a grunt, wiping the blade on your trousers before grabbing your blaster and shooting the man behind you.

Din watched in awe, he shouldn’t feel this way towards anyone, especially not towards a bounty but the second that he had laid eyes on you in the cantina bar, he knew there was something special about you and now, as you stabbed men to protect his son, he shouldn’t have felt as turned on as he did.

You turned around, spinning on the heel of your foot as you shot another one, watching him fall down with a scream. It was the last man and as you took a deep breath, pushing your wet hair out of your face and looking at the Mandalorian, you smiled.

He watched as you stepped over the myriad of bodies on the floor, using the pad of your thumb to wipe some of the blood that had splattered on your chin away and you walked up to the cot, watching as the child opened the lid.

He chuckled at the sight of you and you smiled back at him before looking up at the Mandalorian. Your smile fell as your eyes landed on his helmet, unable to see what he was thinking and he was glad you couldn’t see underneath because he was sure that from the heat on his cheeks, he was blushing like a schoolboy.

There was an awkward silence that fell as you looked around at the bodies that littered the floor of the alleyway and you held your hands out again, “Take me in warm?” You questioned.

You could hear the faint sound of his breath hitching in his throat through the modulator as he pushed your hands away. He watched as your brows pulled together, a deep crease appearing between them as you looked up at him, "They won't be needed,"

You chuckled, a slight smile tugging at the corner of your lips, "You might be the nicest bounty hunter I've ever encountered," you stated and Din knew that if you could see under his helmet, you'd have teased him for the way his cheeks were bright red as he looked at you.

Being in his mid thirties, he had spent the best part of twenty years hidden under the helmet and away from the world and with his helmet on, he could be as expressive as he wanted, a superpower that was working overtime right now.

"Lets go," he said, keeping his head held high as the child followed in the hovering pram next to him.

You had so many questions that were trying to bubble up to the surface but you pushed them away, not wanting to agrivate the man who was being so kind to you whilst holding your life in his hands.

Some people looked at you as you walked alongside him and now you wondered if the attention was from the gunfire earlier or from the large Mandalorian you were walking with.

You looked up at him, continuing to walk. You’d only encountered one mandalorian before and he had been a bounty hunter too but you knew that’s not all they ever did. The one you were walking with now hadnt told you his name unlike the last one and this one was a lot more quiet and reserved.

There were so many questions swimming in your head and it made you dizzy as you wondered what this man wanted and why he was being so kind. Why did he have a kid? Why was he green? Was the Mandalorian green? What was your bounty for? What did he want?

“You okay?” He asked, his voice snapping you out of your thoughts and that’s when you’d realsied you’d stopped and had been staring at him for at least thirty seconds. He had his head cocked to the side, one hand on his hip as he stopped as well a few feet in front of you.

He was waiting for your answer and you nodded, a smile appearing on your face to try and be polite as you started walking again, “Just got lost in thought, its been a long day,” you stated, tryin to make your excuse sound plausible. You couldn’t just explain that you’d been staring at him.

Din hummed in response, continuing to walk alongside you, guiding you in right direction towards a ship that you recognised as a razor crest. You walked towards it, one hand brushing over the cold and slightly wet metal of the ship as you looked back at him, eyes wide, “You have a Razor Crest?”

He nodded, walking over to you, “Let’s go,” he said and your face dropped as you watched him walk up the ramp, remembering that you were just a bounty to him like you’d already forgotten that.

He didnt notice and just watched as you walked up the ramp as well, looking around at the room and watching as he picked up the child and placed him on the floor. The little child giggled, running in the direction of the cockpit and you just watched, as smile on your face.

Din looked back at you, his heart skipping a beat as he saw the smile on your face and when you made eye contact - or he made eye contact with you - he gestured to the cockpit, “You probably want to come sit down, we’re going to jump into hyperspace soon,” he explained.

You nodded, muttering a thank you as you squeezed past him into the cockpit, seeing the child having already strapped himself into the seat behind the pilots seat. Din came in, his hand brushing against the child’s head which made him laugh, before he sat down in the pilots seat.

You strapped yourself in, eyes focused on the front window as you felt that familiar presssure of hyperspace, watching the blue lights in the distance get closer, laughing you three into an unknown destination to you. But you were so ready for it.

So this is the first chapter of the bounty x bounty hunter series and I hope you enjoyed it, I really love the concept and can't wait to expand on it. If you liked it, I would love to hear any feedback. Also, I am going to be opening a taglist so if you want to be added, just send an ask or comment on here, I don't mind. Hope you enjoyed it :)

Taglist:

@babygirlrex0504

#din djarin x reader #din djarin x you #din djarin #din djarin x female reader #the mandalorian fanfiction #the mandalorian x reader #the mandalorian x y/n #the mandalorian x you #the mandalorian #mando x reader #mando x you #mandalorian x reader #mando and grogu #mando fanfiction #mando x y/n #the mandolorian s3 #din djarin fanfiction #din djarin angst #din djarin fic #din djarin fluff #star wars #star wars fanfiction #love and war; din djarin

[beskarandblasters]

October Fic Recap!

What I posted last month, what’s coming from me this month, and what I read and loved!

My works from the month of October:

Din Djarin:

Me and My Husband synopsis, masterlist and tag list form! Posted on 10/23. Chapter one of this series comes out today!

Show Her “The Way” To Behave - Posted 10/25. Professor Din punishes you after class. Part of the What Happens After Coruscant University… Series

Frankie Morales:

Group Therapy - Featuring Tommy Miller - Posted on 10/5. Frankie and Tommy go to group therapy for veterans and take a liking to you, the therapist

You Hired a Cleaning Lady, Mr. Morales? - Posted 10/18. Frankie falls into a depression spiral after the events of Triple Frontier. Santiago hires a cleaning service for him (you) and one day you show up in a sexy maid outfit.

Snowball Kiss - Posted 10/19. Santiago tells Frankie what a snowball kiss is and Frankie wants to try it with you.

Joel Miller:

Pillow Queen - Posted 10/2. Joel calls you a pillow queen and you prove him wrong.

I Might Kill My Ex - Posted 10/15. Joel leaves you for Tess and that just won’t do. Murder and hate fucking ensues

New York or Nowhere part 5 - Posted 10/15. Joel wakes you up in a special way and something terrible happens when you’re at brunch.

Thick Skull Never Did Nothing For Me - Posted 10/28. You have a habit of going after broken men but this time you go for the most broken one of all, Joel Miller.

Rock, Paper, Scissors - Posted 10/28. Written by me, @wannab-urs, and my boyfriend. Crack fic about Raider!Joel and Raider!Tommy playing their favorite game.

What you can expect from me in the month of November!

Me and My Husband every Wednesday!

More installments of the What Happpens at Coruscant University… series

A Din one shot where the reader is jealous over Xi’an (what can I say I’m a sucker for jealousy)

Final part of Bodega Owner!Joel

Maybe a uniform kink Cassian request if I can find some inspiration

I’m sure other miscellaneous ideas I’ll write and post rapidly

Some fics I’ve read and loved last month!

@wannab-urs Starving Season

@theywhowriteandknowthings Catch Me If You Can and various Kinktober posts

@jksprincess10 Exile and Attraction Spell

@chloeangelic Rendezvous

@proxima-writes Ghost in the Sheets and Real Gods Require Blood

@beardedjoel Pretty Little Wife

@janaispunk Still Bejeweled

@multiversed-daydreamer Pet

@patti7dc The Hunted

@ramblers-lets-get-ramblin Linger On

@penvisions Of Kyber and Beskar

@flightlessangelwings The Favorite

@toxicanonymity The Raid

#joel miller x reader #din djarin x reader #frankie morales x reader #fic recs #author recs #fic recap

[atinylittlepain]

Sunday Digest

got a lot of stuff to share this week. two more weeks of classes for me, and then i'm off until June 13th when i'll be dipping for the rest of the summer :) but in the meantime, i've got plenty of stuff lined up for y'all

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in case you missed it

Apothecary chapter 5 was posted last tuesday

Vaya Con Dio, my darling baby, was posted on thursday

a smattering of mini fics has been posted this weekend, and i've still got four more to share :)

coming this week

Apothecary chapter 6 on tuesday

a friends to lovers request on thursday

Your Creed, My Quest chapter 3 (remember her? yeah lol) coming on friday

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fic recs, of course

@wannab-urs has a professor!joel fic that is soooooo goddamn good called Build Me Up Buttercup *swoon*

Words Left Unspoken by @pedgeitopascal is a drabble from her amazing series A Safe Haven and it has made me so excited for part six!

@jksprincess10 has a HAWT javi p. fic called A Long Day. i think we've established that i have a thing for subby pedro characters and this does that so well

@proxima-writes put out the latest addition to The Babysitter last week and it broke my brain for a hot second

never not reccing @northernbluess marcus pike fic The Art of Healing. chapter two was so brilliant!! and if you're like uh, gin, you recced this last week i will tell you why yes, yes i did and i'll rec it again because it's that good

@beskarandblasters is a busy lady, lemme tell you. A Taste for Men Who Are Older is something else, and I mean, c'mon, the title speaks for itself am i right?

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thanks to everyone who sent stuff in for the 2K celebration this weekend. and thank you for your continued support in spite of some nasty anons i've been dealing with. y'all are the reason i keep doing this, and i'm grateful for you all. my inbox is always open if you'd like to talk, i'm around.

with care

gin

#sunday digest #gin speaks

[direwolfrules]

3 Mandos and a Baby AU: The One Where Fenn Purposefully Adopts A Child

So, while nonsense is happening on Aq Vetina Fenn and a squadron of Protectors are dispatched to Corellia on an escort mission of great importance. Mandalmotors executive Jaor Ordo and senior member of the Ministry of Defense Korast Eldar are to meet with a Corellian ship company to negotiate a joint project.

Korkie decided that just Kom’rks and Fang-class fighters aren’t enough for the Mandalorian fleet. He wants something like the old Kandosii-class Dreadnoughts, just without the obvious weakness to the hyperdrive. Also, he wants a dedicated transport network to move civilians around Mandalorian space, especially now that the young Mand’alor’s Meshgeroya league is finally getting off the ground. Beer and circuses.

The initial meeting goes well, and as they’re heading back to the hotel Fenn hears noises from a nearby alley. He sends the squad on ahead while he checks it out.

Fenn sneaks up quietly to assess the situation and finds a bunch of scrumrats beating up a younger kid. Before he can make his presence known and come to the ad’ika’s aid some feral kid comes barreling in to try and help and just winds up being beaten by the gang instead. At this point Fenn does intervene, shouting “HEY” with his helmet’s vocoder turned all the way up. All the kids scatter, including the brave little one who jumped in to help the other.

A few days later negotiations are wrapping up really nicely. As they’re leaving the Corellian company’s office building a kid manages to slip through their guard perimeter and steal Eldar’s datapad. A datapad that contains so many state secrets, why the hell was it out, by the Ka’ra Korast!

Fenn and most of the other Protectors pursue the kid right down to the Den of the White Worms. Lady Proxima is yelling at the kid who brought the datapad down because he was supposed to steal a piece of beskar from the Mandalorians, not a datapad. Moloch goes to hit the boy when another kid steps between them and takes the blow. Fenn recognizes him as the kid from before – the one who jumped into a street fight he had no chance of winning to help out another kid – and his Mandalorian adoption instincts activate.

It’s bit of a fight, the Protectors take down Proxima’s enforcers and call the Corellian authorities to arrest them, and then they turn their attention to the kids. The feral child who keeps putting himself in danger to save others is standing between the Protectors and the younger kids.

Fenn manages to convince the boy, whose name is Han, that he’s not a threat and they take all the kids back to the hotel to sort things out. Fenn pays for like ten more hotel rooms on Korkie’s dime.

After a few days of the Protectors feeding and sheltering them without asking for anything in return some of the kids put down their guard. Han asks Fenn once, when they’re all eating dinner together, why they’re doing this. Fenn just replies that no Mandalorian worth the name would ever leave a kid to starve on the streets, it’s not honorable.

The kids start getting adopted, because over twenty Mando’ade were left alone with orphans. Garr and Ashara Peskod, seven year old twins whose parents died in an outbreak by the spaceport a year ago, get adopted by Vengo Reeves. Treka, a little Rhodian girl, gets adopted by Jaor Ordo. The human girl Han likes to hang out with, Qi’ra, gets adopted by Kaden Beviin, though she still seems fairly suspicious of the rest of the Mandos.

Han doesn’t trust Fenn that much. He can’t fathom a world in which a guy like the Protector just...cares. It’s not how things are done. Still, Han winds up talking to him more than he intends to. He tries to ignore the Mando, honest, but he always talks about such cool stuff. He even showed Han around the cockpit of his Kom’rk when he heard Han wants to be a pilot.

What really, finally gets Han to trust that Fenn is really just that nice happens on their second to last day on Corellia. Han’s suspicious of where Fenn disappears to everyday for an hour, and he manages to convince Qi’ra to cover for him while he sneaks to find out. Han watches from the air vent in Fenn’s room as the Protector holo-calls some lady named Bo.

This Bo lady moves the holocomm so a little kid lying in bed is visible and Fenn gets all extra soft and happy. The kid calls him buir and Han’s spent enough time around Mandos the past week to recognize that this kid must be Fenn’s son. Fenn sings the kid to sleep and Han’s not sure how to handle how soft and sweet and sappy the normally tough soldier gets.

Once the kid, whose name is Din, apparently, falls asleep Fenn and this Bo lady discuss what’s going on with Aq Vetina, which Han kinda remembers from the big holonews casts on some of the screens throughout the city. Apparently the Mand’alor is ready to go down to Coruscant and personally rip the Chancellor a new asshole, and when she says how proud she is of her nephew Han realizes that Bo must be Lady Bo-Katan Kryze, who he didn’t recognize without her armor. He gets kinda shocked and almost gives away his position because “holy shit Fenn’s on a nickname basis with his king’s aunt and may or may not share a child with her”.

Han refocuses on the conversation only to realize they’ve switched topics. Fenn’s now talking about some kid he kinda wants to adopt. He doesn’t want to push the kid into it but “by the Ka’ra Bo he wants to be a pilot and you should have seen him when he jumped in to save that other kid” and Han realizes with a start that the kid Fenn’s talking about is him. And Han’s…not sure how to feel about that.

He sneaks back and when Qi’ra asks him what he found out Han just tells her the truth. That Fenn wants to adopt him.

Their last day on Corellia Han just goes up to Fenn and asks “So are you going to adopt me or what?” and Fenn looks like he might cry. Han doesn’t know why he asked that, but maybe it had to do with how genuine Fenn had seemed when singing to his son, or while taking about Han.

Anyway, Fenn and company stroll back up to Mandalore with thirty two more passengers than they left with and absolutely no one is surprised. When Fenn introduces 12 year old Han to the Kryzes he’s like “this is my son, Han Rau”, and little Din runs headfirst into Han’s legs and screams “ori’vod”.

Listen, it’s my wish fulfillment stream of consciousness time travel AU and I’ll do what I want.

#star wars #korkie kryze #bo katan kryze #korkie kenobi #star wars rebels #3 mandos and a baby au #satine kryze #star wars the clone wars #han solo #qi’ra #solo: a star wars story #fenn rau #bofenn #din djarin #duchess satine #star wars au #han gets adopted by mandos #that’s it that’s the post #mandalorian Han Solo

[capturingdisney]

It is a lawless time. Crime Syndicates compete for resources - food, medicine, and hyperfuel. On the shipbuilding planet of Corellia, the foul Lady Proxima forces runaways into a life of crime in exchange for shelter and protection. On these mean streets, a young man fights for survival, but yearns to fly among the stars...

#star wars #starwars #solo #solo: a star wars story #star wars edit #starwarsedit #swedit #sw edit #Han Solo #chewbacca #Millennium Falcon #lando calrissian #qi'ra #disney #disneyedit #disney edit #disneycap #capturingdisney #*

[timelordian-disaster-126]

Finally deciding to drop my Doctor who OCs!! Everyone meet Madam Kazaar (big hornet lady) and Octavia! :) Both Kaz and Octavia met on the Exoplanet Proxima Centauri B, in there story, the Exoplanet is set 5 billion years into earths future, and has since been converted into a peaceful refugee planet of interspecies harmony, while its still in its infancy and early ages, the planet is ruled by a ruler of another bug like alien race I made up, his name is Emperor Kir-Reeth.

OCTAVIA: Octavia was a result of an human experiment amongst a group of cybermen, being operated on by the ships Cybersurgeon, seeing how much of person they can leave left within the case of a cyberman to hopefully convert more people with use of fear and emotional manipulation, Octavia here, was one of the earlier test subjects, she was originally apart of a traveling space crew, studying different botanic species around the galaxies. She was particularly brilliant amongst her team, having a sort of photographic memory, which would later be used more so against her. Her ship and crew were pulled into a cyber ship and held hostage by the Cybermen, one by one, they picked off the crew and lastly used Octavia as an experiment. After she was modified to their liking, she was educated on a mix of molecular and general engineering, which, combined with her skills in botany, was able to slowly turn into an understanding of bioengineering. Eventually, Octavia was able to escape one day when she overrided a cyber craft and Eventually ended up on Centauri B, where she eventually work as a herbal medic/bionic surgeon.

KAZAAR: This is actually where she ended up meeting her now wife, Kaz. Kaz is rogue from a hive race called the Vespagauge, a very hostile race of hornet like beings who rule under one queen, Kaz was a loyal servant of the queen until she was cast aside when injured in battle when her abdomen was injured, being found by medics in the aftermath, she was brought to Centauri B where Octavia was able to operate on her and patch up her central nerve cord and abominable track. Kaz was greatful for this and in turned stayed on the planet to assist and guard Octavia, along with help her with whatever she may need. Although, still being a hive dependent being, Kaz sometimes still gets the biological instinct of "the call of the swarm" which causes her to lash out. These episodes often don't last long but its something her and Octavia are still trying to work through.

Flat version for the colors <3

#classic doctor who #art #artwork #artist #arts #doctorwhofandom #doctor who #artworks #oc #oc artwork #doctor who ocs #fanmade character #acesexual #I love my acesexual wives <3 #i have a whole ass story with the 5th doctor in my brain and they're in there somewhere #I'll add more lore later

[alezz-fleder]

School for vampires - Teachers🍷

Good Night mis eternos hermanos, perdonen la inactividad, últimamente he estado muy ocupada y no he tenido oportunidad de dibujar o de terminar mis dibujos, trato de apartar algo de tiempo para eso pero siempre surge algo nuevo (además que se me da muy mal administrarlo xdd).

Se me ocurrió dibujar a los maestros de la escuela de vampiros en las escenas de sus respectivas peliculas, solo son dos pero no está de mas mencionarlas:

Professor Oxblood x Nosferatu (1922)

La mejor pelicula de vampiros que he visto sin duda. El Conde Orlok es mi vampiro favorito en estos momentos, y como no Oxblood se ha convertido en mi personaje favorito, si, por el simple hecho de que se parece al conde Orlok XD.

Lady Kryptina / Alarich Von Horrificus x Bram Stoker´s Dracula (1992)

Esta pelicula es una obra maestra, los vestuarios, las escenas, los actores...eh...Keanu Reeves aqui me fallaste XD. No puedo recomendar esta pelicula ya que no es para todo público, así que mucho cuidado.

Detalles + meme chafa para rellenar

Como pueden ver traté de apegarme al estilo de la serie pero con detalles extra como las sombras y el coloreado, fue una tortura dibujar a Oxblood XD. Anduve experimentando mucho pero siento que debí meterle un poco de mi estilo, en otra ocasión será.

Eso es todo chiquillos. Hacer estos dibujos fue algo tardado y tedioso, pero quien me manda hacer los 4 simultanemente, fue un desastre el proceso xD. Quizás sean los últimos dibujos que haga en Medibang, quiero salir de mi zona de confort y probar cosas nuevas. Hasta la proxima.

Editado porque no me gustó como lo ordene Xd.

#school for vampires #die schule der kleinen vampire #nosferatu #dracula bram stoker #vampire movies #vampire #school for little vampires

[mysticonsheadcanons]

Was Zarya Being the Twin Expected?

I made a post on Reddit about whether or not people predicted being the twin instead of Proxima. 2 people (including myself) didn't see that twist coming, while 3 people saw it coming. I will talk more about what I thought about the twist, including the reasons I was surprised.

First, I was leaning towards Zarya being the twin before the events of "Three Mysticons and a Baby", pretty much because that's what I'd have rathered. I was just getting used to Proxima, while Zarya was (and still is) my favourite Mysticon. It made sense for me to want her to be the twin. However, when Arkayna saw that Proxima was the twin, I was convinced that was right.

The first reason I thought that was due to the show itself. It didn't seem like the show was the type to give too many surprises, so when the show outright said Proxima was the twin, I took that as the truth. After all, another time they did a plot twist (Tazma being the shadow mage) it was fairly obvious though similar appearances and having the same voice.

The second reason was the impression I got from Mrs. Sparklebottom. Maybe I'm naive, but she seemed like a sweet and gentle lady, so I did not expect her to lie. There was also no reason for the decoy twin to be Proxima (it's revealed later that Proxima was the first one she grabbed to fool Nova Terron, but that wasn't revealed at the time), so it seemed like a bit of a coincidence.

The third reason was Zarya's lack of reaction to being in the orphanage. I figured since they made a point of Zarya being turned into a baby, there would have been some hint that she was there before. Perhaps Zarya would find something familiar, or Mrs. Sparklebottom would mention how the new baby looks like another one she's taken care of. I didn't see any of that, despite looking for it, so I figured that it was because she was never there.

The fourth reason was that, if Zarya was the twin, I didn't know what role Proxima would have. I was certain that she wasn't there just to be a decoy, but at the time, I didn't see her turning evil. So, Proxima being the twin made sense because so she has a role.

I have to admit that, if I looked more closely at the baby, it was Zarya. The baby looks like Zarya. Also, she does resemble Queen Goodfey. If I analyzed the baby's appearance more than the plot, I would have said it was Zarya.

Overall, I like the twist. Zarya made for a great twin, and I honestly don't know what the show would have been like if Proxima was the twin. Also, Proxima turning evil over the heartbreak of not finding her family was done brilliantly, and gave probably the most interesting main villain of the show.

#mysticons #reflections #zarya was the twin #zarya moonwolf #proxima starfall #poll results