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wild-saber1337 · 1 year
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GROGU ALL GROWN UP!!!
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I hope the top picture comes to pass, I saw the new episode where GROGU got his roundal chest piece and I hope GROGU gets more armor.....and a growth spurt XD
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murdock-malakian · 1 year
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Oh guys, I'm sad.
My big blue :(
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comradewolfe · 11 months
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bvkim · 1 year
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bo katan🦉
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sunnysparklerr · 7 months
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I figured I’d start populating this page with some old art so let’s start with one of my current loves miss Bo Katan hehe
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oliviajdjarin · 1 year
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Din Djarin: Copy That
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Pairing: Din Djarin x fem!reader (afab/she/her)
Excerpt: “Did you hear what I said, mesh’la?”You waited, heart pounding in your skull.
“We’re all alone. Now I can talk your pretty head off all to myself.”
Warnings: MAJOR dirty talk, swearing, depictions of sexual bodily reactions, praise kink on both ends, Din’s a bit dom in some parts but so is reader, probably incorrect spaceship talk, and Din Djarin just cannot keep it in his pants
A/N: First fic of 2023, and definitely not a pregame before the epidemic (pun intended) that I can only presume Joel Miller is about to have on me and my writing. I hope you all enjoy :)
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(GIF gotten from Pinterest (I think))
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You felt his breath heave and his thighs clench as he lifted you into the air and—delicately—placed you into the pilot’s seat of his brand-new ride. You knew it was brand-new because you had hammered in the last panel seconds before 
“Mando—”
“You get first drive,” he said, setting you in the seat and buckling you in. 
“But, I have never—"
“My new ship, my rules. This is happening.”
“This isn’t happening,” you said as the crystal-clear, freshly scrubbed covering shut you into the vessel. Your breath was the first thing to fog it.
Din made his way past Peli and into the front of her communications panel and sat himself down, likely making an audible sigh that you could only imagine in your cage. He picked up his radio call and breathed into it cockily, “This is happening.”
You exhaled a huff and slapped your hands down on your thighs in frustration. You searched around for the button that allowed you to reply and pressed it forcefully. “You do realize I am very likely to crash this into the side of a bantha.”
His chuckle surrounded you in the hunk of metal. “No, you aren’t. I’ll be directing you.”
“Oh, great,” you said with a sarcastic laugh. “That’ll make this so much easier.”
He breathed a classic sigh into the radio. “If you really want out, I’ll take you out.”
You swallowed at his sincerity and closed your eyes. “I just don’t want to crash. You worked so hard on this.”
“We worked so hard on this and, cya’rika, you know you won’t,” he replied, his teasing tone now dusted with a softness as sweet as sugar. “You’re a better pilot than me by a long shot, and I’ll be here to help you. You can always bring her back down.”
Your brain let the decision float around for a few moments, tossing and turning it over and over again, before Din said, “I want to watch you fly.”
You took a deep breath in, a deep breath out, placed your hands on the control wheel, and said, “Okay. I’ve got this.”
You could hear his grin. “There’s my Y/N. Now, start her up.”
You pressed the ignition and engaged the thrusters, revving the engine nice and loud. You laughed audibly, feeling the adrenaline begin to pump through your blood and into your ears. “How’s that?”
“Perfect,” he replied. “She’s ready. Take her up.”
You took another deep breath, filling your lungs completely, and started lifting her off the ground. The vehicle was more sensitive than you expected, causing you to drift a bit to the right, but you caught yourself quickly. You brought the ship up and up, holding your breath as you went, until you finally cleared the top of Peli’s shop. 
“Breathe Y/N,” Din practically whispered, “Remember to breathe.”
You exhaled slowly and loudly, loud enough for him to hear it all, and did it again. 
“Good.”
He said it in such a way that caressed the heat of your core just right, catching you completely off guard. Those feelings were...inappropriate for hundreds of meters off the ground. 
“Now, take her for a spin. It’s all you.”
It’s all me.
You shook the powder of rapture his voice sifted over your lower stomach, and smiled. “Alright.”
And you took off. 
The ship careened and curved over the hills of Tatooine as smooth as bantha butter. She drifted flawlessly, turned accurately, and was faster than anything you had ever flown before. You couldn’t help the giggles and whoops you let escape as you flew high and low, left and right, up and down. It was beautiful. Joyous. Freeing. Perfect. 
Not as perfect as Din’s chuckles at your yells of joy, though.
After a while of spinning and streaking through the sky you slowed down, levitating over Peli’s place. You let yourself lean back and relax your shoulders, basking in the success of the days of labor you and Din had been through. You opened your mouth to say, “Mando, she’s telling me it’s your turn,” but his voice beat your own.
“Why you slowin’ down? Take her higher.”
Your eyebrows raised. “Really?”
“Yes, really. I want to see how she fairs up there.”
You shrugged your shoulders. Why not? “Alright.”
“Don’t go too fast,” he said quickly as you turned her up towards the sky, “I want see her coast.”
“Copy that,” you said and brought her up nice and slow, enjoying the glow that the setting suns casted over Tatooine. While sandy and dry, the planet did find its ways to become one of your favorite places in the galaxy. 
As you rose up and up Din’s voice surrounded you once again. “We’ve lost Peli.”
“What?”
“In her own words, ‘I’ve seen enough. My neck’s too tired and old to stare at the sky any longer.’ We’re all alone now.”
You laughed. “What about you? You still with me, Din?”
It was then that his voice changed from sugar to something...darker. Deeper. Something soaked in wine and rum and the darkest liquors you could find. It instantly made you drunk with desire. “I’m not going anywhere.”
And there it was. That lick of flame in your core from his voice alone. Chills erupted up your sweaty body and you swallowed, attempting to ignore them.
“Did you hear what I said, mesh’la?”
You waited, heart pounding in your skull.
“We’re all alone. Now I can talk your pretty head off all to myself.”
Your hands began to shake on the controls and a culmination began to form in your underwear.
“Do you have any idea how badly I’ve wanted you all to myself these last few days?” His voice was dripping with booze. “How hard it was to see you in my shirts, coated with sweat and oil, fixing up a ship for me? Hearing your pretty little sounds? I couldn’t blink without seeing you under me against the very ship you’re in now, wiggling against me, begging for me.”
Your lips were chapped from how deeply you were breathing. 
“You fucking mess with me, mesh’la,” he said with pure desperation and acceptance, “you mess with me.”
The ship kept rising higher and higher, high enough for your brain in any other moment to be a bit more cautious, but your brain wasn’t in any other moment. Your brain was full of Din Djarin’s voice dunked in the drink of his own desire, and it was the only thing you wanted to hear for the rest of your days. 
A bit of his intoxication breathed into you, drenching you in liquid courage, and you said, “You think you don’t mess with me, Din? Do you think I wasn’t rubbing my thighs together when I watched you lift those panels, or lay on the floor to to fix the wiring? Do you think I wasn’t picturing myself crawling on top of you and pulling your dick out while you worked and bottling your grunts for myself?”
He practically growled through the radio. “Oh, cyare, you don’t know what you just started.”
You turned the ship around with one hand and dipped the other down to where you needed it most. “I know exactly what I’ve started.”
You sped up the ship little by little as you went down, and Din turned up the heat of his words. 
“I’ll take you as soon as you touch the ground, mesh’la, I’ll take you right against the fucking ship. I’ll make you scream loud enough to echo across the Dune Sea.”
You groaned into the radio, barely able to focus on the controls in front of you. “And what if, after that, I want to take you? I want to make you grip the metal of this ship so hard it dents?”
Din’s voice split as he mumbled, “Then you’ll have me. You’ll have all of me in your mouth and wrapped around your finger.”
You sped the ship up noticeably after that, so much so it lurched your head back and you made an “uh” noise. 
Of course, Din heard that. 
“That desperate for my cock, are you baby?”
His wit was no match for yours. “Just don’t want you sobbing for me all over Peli’s clean floors.” 
Finally, Peli’s place came into view and the ship began its descent. You lowered her to the ground as fast as you could, practically causing an earthquake over the entirety of Mos Eisley, and unbuckled so quickly the ship lurched forward. The clear protection over the cockpit rose, definitely slower than when you first sat in it, and you crawled your way out, searching for Din. 
As soon as your feet hit the pavement you were pushed against the vessel, Din’s helmet pressed against your forehead and his hands holding your face. 
The stars began to twinkle in the night sky. “Is it dark enough?” you asked. 
“Yes,” Din responded, and tore off his helmet, leaving it to bounce against the floor. He immediately went in for your neck,
You smiled cheekily before saying, “I’m surprised you aren’t crawling for me.” 
“So am I.”
You were both surprised that Peli never woke up as the ship creaked and groaned against your backs all through the rest of night.
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emmster · 11 months
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Fine, I’ll do it myself.
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lovesdjarin · 11 months
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maybe i'm forgetting someone sorry
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kidhellion · 1 year
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POV: you forgot to turn your flash off as din takes the first bath he’s had in years
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kate-komics · 1 year
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Not Alone: A Mandalorian Fan Comic
Part 2/2
The following comic contains spoilers for episode 2 of The Mandalorian season 3
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🎶 why can't we be friends 🎶
Hope y'all enjoyed this little discourse! I'm really enjoying doing these mini stories of basically just characters talking/ arguing 😅
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dream-inwriting · 1 year
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The amount of Pedro Pascal edits I’ve seen keeps me going
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elliamarts · 1 year
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She’s so awesome
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ourspaceshipedits · 1 year
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their divorce era
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callmedax · 1 year
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gimmygiamblanco · 1 year
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Bo-Katan & Mando
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oddfaun · 1 year
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Two beautiful duchesses that I believe would be besties!
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