#mando the himbo

[welikethoseoddslove]

Adventure (A Din x reader story pt.7)

Warnings: 18+, masturbation f and m, leather kink if ya squint, tiiiny bit of breeding kink, listening to spicy sounds without permission (consent is sexy folks) also gif not mine

Pairing: Mando x reader

Previous Ch. Summary: The Mandalorian has just had to hold you down to put bacta ointment on you...and you both get a little more out of that experiance than you expected.

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You slipped your hands below your underwear and felt how wet you had become. It was dangerous what that man could do to you without even meaning to. You reached your other hand up and rolled your nipple under your bra between your fingers, pinching it, you gave a deep moan and began to circle your clit.

You replayed how you writhed against him, but his large hand was never moved, splayed across your hip.

The complete submission you felt when you opened your mouth to accept his glove.

How his thick fingers had dipped into the pot of ointment and came out covered…

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How before he left you saw the faint outline of his cock hardening under his pants. Even from just that quick look you knew he was big.

You were grabbing desperately at your tits now, nipples red from the friction, you had continued the circles around your clit, never quite touching it…thinking it would be too much for you to handle.

Quick pants mixed with moans were falling from your lips as your back arched off the bed and you threw your head back.

Back in the cockpit, the Mandalorian had his cock in his hands. The tip was red-leaking with precum. He smeared it with his thumb, and stroked his cock more and more frantically as he remembered what it felt like to have you writhing around under him. The swell of your breasts and the soft pants you let out…

If he were more clear headed he would have felt bad. You had such a good heart. Just here to care for the kid. So caring. So…motherly…something in him burst. A flash of an image of you round with his child in you. The long nights buried balls deep in you it would have taken to make you that way. How your breasts would swell even bigger than they already were…

Maker…

He threw his head back and came. Deep, guttural moans coming from his lips as under his helmet his eyes screwed up tight and his jaw went slack.

When he had cleaned himself up he realized he had left you alone for a while. He decided to check on your vitals from the cockpit monitor, just to ensure the bacta had taken effect and you were able to get some rest.

He switched on the monitoring system and the audio began to work…-the cockpit was filled with quiet, ragged gasps. At first he thought you were in pain…but then- you moaned, a strangled moan, just about to cum. He felt his cock twitch and start to harden again.

He shouldn’t have kept listening, but he did. He didn’t touch himself again though…he was hoping you would do that for him later. After you took care of yourself first, of course.

After listening to you cum and hearing your shallow breaths soften…he stood. Incredibly, painfully hard again already. Pants tight, he opened the cockpit door and stalked over to, once again, stand in the doorframe, looking down at you. This time not trying to conceal the effect you had on him.

Dizzy with pleasure. You look over and to your surprise you see him standing in the doorway. You smirk as your eyes rake over him and stop at his hard-on. You do the only thing you can in your wreked state…you let out a needy moan and look up at the man towering over you.

“And to think you wanted to kill me…” he chuckled darkly down at you as he began to unstrap his chestplate…

Stay tuned for the next chapter...

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[cvpidhorror]

space dad 👽

#artists on tumblr #digital art #my art #gay art #himbo #gay artist #clip studio paint #csp #the mandalorian #mandalorian #mando #cvpid #cvpidpaints

[dinpascalbrainrot]

Kind of obsessed with the idea of Fennec being this unhinged wine aunt babysitter for Grogu meanwhile Boba is so attentive and careful with Grogu but Din still trusts Fennec more lmao

#din dijarn #pedro pascal #the mandalorian #din djarin #star wars #mando #baby yoda #din djarin is my favorite himbo #din and grogu #mando headcanon #star wars headcanons #boba fett #tbobf #boba fett headcanon #fennec shand

[bitchin-beskar]

din really almost drowned in full armor back in s2 and thought it would be a good idea to recreate those circumstances

#mandoS3spoilers #din #baby #my precious himbo boy #I love you with everything I am #but there is not one thought in that pretty head of yours #I swear #you need a chaperone you’re gonna get yourself KILLED #din djarin #bo katan kryze #grogu #feat. the mandalorian mascot THE MYTHOSAUR #mandalorian season 3 #mando #Pedro Pascal

[coolnomemory]

i do not support dinbo under any circumstances. that woman is CLEARLY a lesbian.

#and din is far to himbo to have a relationship he has no braincells left #just care for son and bounty hunt #mando and grogu #the mandalorian #mandalorian #din djarin #bo katan #bo katan kryze #anti dinbo

[nikitaingotham]

I am so obsessed with the fact that Din Djarin is such an intimidating mandalorian warrior and bounty hunter, he's the rightful Manda'lor but at the end of the day he's such a dork.

A himbo indeed.

#din djarin #the mandalorian #himbo king #mando

[toshidou]

paz vizsla really had me raging for a second there

#mando episode 5 spoilers ig #but fr #i was ready to ring his neck #glad i didn't have to because he's lowkey a himbo #tbh all mandalorians are himbos bimbos and thembos #let's be real

[mtridactyla]

the next person to call mando a himbo is getting attacked without restraint

#han solo is the star war himbo. mando is SMART

[dopeyjoe]

the mandalorian is just about a himbo who is NOT suited to care for a child putting himself and his baby to the most stupidly dangerous situations bc he refuses to do his research or think with his pea brain.

#in conclusion i love him but DAMN mando there is just pee sloshibg around under that shiny helmet huh #the mandalorian #star wars #din djarin #himbo

[welikethoseoddslove]

Adventure (A Din x reader story pt.6)

Warnings: 18+, injuries, mando holds you down, masturbation (f and m), leather kink if ya squint, gif not mine

Pairing Mando x reader

Previous Ch Summary: You have been beat up pretty badly trying to stay with the Kid, your rib is broken and you're left helpless outside the facility they are keeping the Child in. The Mandalorian comes back for you both and is now treating your broken rib as you lay in his bed.

“Your right side, yes?” He asked softly.

You smiled at him, nodding appreciatively, you undid the blanket and propped yourself up a bit on your elbows.

“I…I can’t-“ you struggle with how to say your range of motion has been decreased so much that you can’t undo the fastenings on your tight shirt. He understands. Wordlessly undoing each fastening and easing you out of them until you’re laying in just your bra and pants looking up at the ceiling.

You turn your head a bit to the side and down and watch him study your bruised side. He places the cream on the floor and takes his right glove off. Leaving it down at the edge of the bed.

Your chest heaves as his pointer and middle finger reach into the pot of cream and come out wet. They are strong looking and thick-maybe it was the sleep deprivation getting to you but seeing them together, and covered in-

Your thighs clenched together.

He places the pads of his fingers on the edge of your extending bruise and you yelp. At the noise he looks up at you. You see the reflection of yourself in his dark visor.

Maker, is that what you look like? Positively wrecked, tits heaving-hmm, you looked good for feeling like you could die any second,

You start to chuckle at your situation but your stomach moving against where his fingers are trying to rub the cream in makes an incredible pain shoot through you.

He looks at you straight in the eyes, all you can see is your almost naked reflection, but you stare back.

“This is going to hurt, but I need you to stay as still as possible, the quicker I can get this on the better. Bite down.” Distracted by your own image you didn’t realize he was holding his discarded leather glove out in front of your lips.

“Open.”

You physically have to fight the urge to moan at the command. But you open your mouth and bite down on the rolled up glove. You can feel yourself getting wet. Stars, (y/n), get your mind out of the gutter, he’s just applying-

A firm hand holds down your left hip. The pressure is exhilarating. Until you realize why he’s doing it. Too keep you from twisting around when he-

His left hand makes quick work of rubbing in the cool cream. Shockwaves of pain shoot through you and you fight against the hand holding your hip to the bed, trying to get away from it. After what felt like forever, of writhing around, he takes his hands off of you.

“The ointment needs a few minutes to soak in and maybe then you can get sleep."

He said without looking back up at your face, gingerly placing the blanket back over you. Not-you notice-trying to put your shirt back on, though.

As he stands you look up at him, his glove still between your lips…beads of sweat starting on your brow, still panting from the fight you put up.

He swallows, hoping you don’t hear.

He bends down and takes the glove from your mouth.

“I’ll see you in the morning” he says gruffly

“Thank you.” You say up to him. He turns and leaves without acknowledging it.

The Mandalorian walks towards the cockpit. He’s hoped beyond hope she hadn’t just seen the large bulge in his pants.

The cockpit, the only other place he can think to go where he could have some privacy, the only other place apart from his bedroom, where a shirtless woman is laying. Where he had just…put his hands all over her.

And did her thighs press together when he asked her to bite down on his glove, or was he imagining it?

He slumps down in the pilot’s chair and groans. His pants are tight and uncomfortable. He takes off his other glove and throws it on the command center with the other one…he gets distracted by how the other one still has her teeth marks on it…and some of her spit…

His head falls forward with a moan as he palms the tight fabric containing his rapidly hardening cock.

He clicks a button that shuts the door behind him.

Back in his bed your side begins to go numb. It’s bliss not being able to feel the rib anymore. But it lets you focus on other-more pressing feelings…

Like the hot throbbing of your pussy. You slide a hand down under your pants, just running a finger over your underwear feels like heaven. You gasp at how pent up you are.

You realize you hadn’t touched yourself since you stayed at the valley, sharing a small house with the old man hadn’t amounted to having much-private time. This was long overdue.

You slipped your hands below your underwear and felt how wet you had become. It was dangerous what that man could do to you without even meaning to. You reached your other hand up and rolled your nipple under your bra between your fingers, pinching it, you gave a deep moan and began to circle your clit.

You replayed how you writhed against him, but his large hand was never moved, splayed across your hip.

The complete submission you felt when you opened your mouth to accept his glove.

How his thick fingers had dipped into the pot of ointment and came out covered…

Now I know you wanna keep reading, here you go. 

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[alexander-cf]

Just laughing my ass off thinking that while everything is happening in Ahsoka this himbo jimbo Mando is living his best life, chilling with his green baby.

#ahsoka #mandalorian #din djarin #baby yoda #star wars grogu #star wars #ahsoka tano #tano

[dinpascalbrainrot]

#mood #pedro pascal #din djarin #din djarin is my favorite himbo #mando #hes always falling #why is he always falling #anywho #i love him #mandalorian #reaction

[hotpinkboots]

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~"𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐭..."~

(𝕯𝖎𝖓 𝕯𝖏𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓 𝖝 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗)

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HAPPY STAR WARS MONTH, DARLINGS!! As soon as I made that poll, the option for Din getting a massage blew up LOL. I wrote this one first because it was in demand. I'll be writing all of the options, but I'll be releasing them based on the poll results (most voted first, least voted last) It's a little bit choppy and weird because I just got back from Disneyland a couple days ago so I'm getting back into the swing of things 🤪

Summary: You, Din and Grogu finally have a little house :D To help Din settle in and relax, you offer him a well-deserved massage. Might get a bit suggestive at one point but it's only fluff, nothing more.

~Enjoy~

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𝕯𝖎𝖓 𝕯𝖏𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓

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"...Ow."

"Are you okay, Metal-Head?"

Din looked back at you with a scoff at the nickname you had given him, before deciding he found it a bit funny. He gave a shake of his head and a low chuckle.

"I'm fine," said he, who in fact, was not fine. His back and shoulders were killing him. All the Mandalorian wished to do was enjoy his new solos home, his adopted son, and his sweet girl, you.

But this deep ache in his bones stopped him from doing so. Maybe he hurt himself while fighting, maybe he was just finally so exhausted that all of the rough adventures and stress of it all got to his body. He recalled when Bo had called him "old man", and Din grumbled about it. He certainly wasn't old, but at this point, he felt like he was. His body was just constantly sore.

So like the nights before, he sat in bed, trying to stretch and rub out the knots in his back and neck to soothe the ache. It simply wasn't the same as having somebody else do it for him.

You leaned against the doorframe with your arms crossed, sighing deeply as you saw him grunting in pain as he took more painkillers. You noticed the spots he was trying to massage that he couldn't reach well.

"Let me help you," You offered kindly, uncrossing your arms and stepping forward.

"No," He rejected, "I'm fine."

That stupid excuse of him being "fine" was so overused. As if he thought you couldn't see right through him. "Mando. Din. Lay down, let me see." You said firmly, in return earning a sigh from Din.

"Okay." He agreed reluctantly, and to your amusement, he decided to lay on his back.

"On your stomach, himbo," You added with a laugh.

Din paused. Of course he should lay on his stomach if you were to massage him. How did he miss that? Maybe he was just too exhausted. "Oh." He muttered, shifting now to lay on his stomach.

As soon as you walked over and put your hands on his back, he swallowed nervously, his lashes fluttering shut as he tried calming his anxiety. He wasn't even sure why he had anxiety in the first place- he trusted you, he loved you...He was just nervous to be like this in front of you. Yes, that was it. This made him feel vulnerable, laying on his stomach with your hands working his back and shoulders made him feel helpless at first.

It faded as soon as you hit the spot that needed massaged. A low grunt escaped him, followed by a shaky exhale that eventually turned into a rough moan.

"...That's the spot..." Din huffed, adjusting so the forehead of his helmet was against the bed, one arm at his side and the other grabbing the sheets with a strained grunt.

He was very responsive.

Those series of noises he made sent a shudder down your spine, and made heat fire up in your stomach. This egged you on further.

"Does that feel good?" You asked casually, using your knuckles to apply just a bit more pressure to the knot in his shoulder. Your other hand squeezed at his other shoulder, earning yet another sigh of relief from the Mandalorian. He didn't need to speak to tell you it felt good.

Eventually, you found your finger tips at the spot where his helmet began on his neck. He tensed up noticeably, and you knew very well that you needed to stop there and not touch anywhere near under the helmet. That was forbidden to see and feel.

You worked up the courage to ask "Is this okay, or should I not go there?", your fingers lingering.

Din thought for a moment. That question made him unsure. He had already taken his helmet off before to save the kid, and had to go on some crazy journey to be redeemed. He didn't want to risk it happening again, but...it's not like you'd be touching his face or seeing him....right? He was a mess of questions, now, and unable to answer yours because of it. Mando had to force himself to speak.

"...Just...be careful."

Whatever the heck that meant.

You got the point, though, only touch what needed to be touched, don't be nosy and snoop around. Your heart picked up speed a bit as you slid your fingers under the helmet to work at his neck, another deep sigh escaping him when he felt your delicate finger tips massaging into his stiff neck.

You smiled, feeling giddy and nervous when you could feel a bit of his hair. You'd give anything to run your hands through it...but you stopped yourself from going further, having to force your imagination and curiosity to not get the best of you.

Din had not felt this relaxed in a very long time. While he did have a bit of trouble relaxing his muscles, he was learning to do so now, with the help of your soothing, warm hands on his flesh, although the feeling of his under armor rubbing against him as you touched him was uncomfortable and rough. He was too embarrassed to take off his shirt, thinking it would be inappropriate, or would make you uncomfortable. He swallowed and cleared his throat. "Can...May I take off..."

Din's head turned to the side, sighing in annoyance at his inability to ask that question to you- although, you seemed to get the point. After warning him with a gentle tug to his shirt, he sighed in relief that he wouldn't have to ask, and muttered a quiet "yes".

The very moment your hands came into contact with his bare skin, he shuddered. When was the last time he felt skin on skin like this? He wondered to himself. The answer he came up with was "never".

You soothed his aching back with your thumbs, occasionally asking little questions, "does that feel good?", "is this okay?", "does that hurt?", to make sure he was in ultimate comfort.

Din never wanted this to end. You were so perfect. Always ensuring his comfort, communicating well, using the right amount of pressure.

How in the galaxy did he get so lucky with you??

He'd never know the answer to that question. All that mattered now was your soft touch on his skin. Din wouldn't trade this moment for the entire galaxy.

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YUH OKAY That's the first of the oneshots for Star Wars month! The next one is the prompt with Obi-Wan (putting your cold hands on him) 😍

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[gatorbites-imagines]

can I request a Din Djarin x flirty male bounty hunter reader? both compete for jobs, and overtime, grew closer and closer. just general frenemies to lovers headcanons if you don't mind :DD bonus points if theirs wound bandaging ((side note, there aren't a lot of mlm and nblm blogs out there.. so thank you!!))

Din Djarin x Bounty hunter male reader

Headcanons

Din my beloved space himbo 😌

Idk why I imagined the reader being kinda like Poe, but that’s what was on the back of my mind as I wrote this.

-          You and Din first met when the both of you were still greenies when it came to bounty hunting. Back then Din only had a helmet and a few blasters and knives. You favored blasters and lesser-known ways of battle, like the use of needles or bladed fans. Your style was a lot more agile and fast than most, leading it to almost looking like dancing.

-          You both wanted the same bounty. Din, who was smaller and more gangly than he would be later, tried to puff up and intimidate you to let him take it. But you just smirked at him and purred a compliment about his muscles.

-          This threw Din for a loop, and whilst he was distracted you took the bounty and ran off, laughing as he finally seemed to realize what you did.

-          You waved at him through the window of your ship as he ran out through the doors to the cantine you had both just been in, blowing him a kiss as you flew off.

-          After that the both of you just kept running into each other. It was like something kept throwing you on the same path. Of all places in the galaxy, at least once a month you’d be at the same canteen or hideout for bounties or information.

-          You both became a sore spot for the other, a sense of pride always pushing the both of you to passive aggressively get in each other’s way. This came from Din in the way of taking your bounties, so you shot back at ruining any attempt for him to gather information by flirting with his target or telling your own information comrades not to tell him anything.

-          The two of you started to get known around the canteens you both frequented. The shiny mando and pretty pilot who both seemed to want to take a blaster or knife to the others throat.

-          You kept flirting with Din, or as you knew him, Mando. Though as years passed, he became mostly desensitized to it since it happened so frequently. Though sometimes you still caught him by surprise, so you took It as a game to try and get under his skin as much as you could.

-          When you could do that, you regularly slipped his bounty puck from him as he froze up, trying to think of a reply. You’d always run off like that very first time you met, and Din would chase after.

  -          It would be a lie to say the both of you didn’t get into fights regularly. Whether it be small scrabs in front of whatever canteen you had just bumped into each other at, or an outright gun or knife fight.

-          Din would never admit that he sometimes started those knife fights so he could watch you jump and twirl with your knives. To say it made him hot under the collar would be an understatement, as knowing your way around weapons is one of the hottest things you can do for mandos.

-          Your fight would always end when the owner of said canteen came charging out calling the both of you idiots for chasing away other patrons.

-          You both didn’t seem to notice that you went from outright despising each other, to looking forward to seeing the other.

-          You first realized when you hadn’t seen Din for about three months, and you started to worry. It was first after you had gone to the fifth canteen that you both frequented, looking for him, that it hit you.

-          You shook it off, telling yourself that you had just gotten used to seeing him, so it was weird when he wasn’t there. If you had started to teach yourself Mandalorian, so what?

-          For Din, it was when he had gotten shot between the armor plates, and you threw a large needle with such skill and precision, that it struck right where it needed to kill the enemy.

-          He laid awake that night in his cot on his ship, with his fingers folded on his chest. When he thought of you throwing that needle with such grace his face went red and he felt warmth bloom in his chest.

-          He became horrified at the thought that he was falling for you of all people, the one who many had dubbed his “rival” for many years now.

-          When you next met up, Din tried to ignore you once again, but when you wrapped an arm around his waist and spoke words in heavily accented mandalorian he couldn’t help but sputter, his armor suddenly feeling hot and restrictive.

-          When you stole two of his bounty pucks, it couldn’t even get himself to chase you this time.

-          You both kept meeting like always, except now you didn’t get into fights in the courtyard every time. Din would nod a greeting at you, and you would blow a kiss. When Din one day caught the kiss out of the air and made a motion like he was putting it in his pocket, you couldn’t help but get a little warm in the face.

-          It happened when you were once again struggling over the same bounty. This one paid a stupid amount for grabbing a kid and bringing it somewhere. Now normally you wouldn’t take this kind of bounty, but because Din wanted it, you wanted it too.

-          The being behind the counter finally seemed to have enough of Dins posturing and your over-the-top whining, and finally slammed it on the table and told you to take it together or they would give it to someone else.

-          Din and you looked at each other, a conversation passing between your eyes and his covered ones, and before you knew it you were in your respective ships on your ways to the bounty.

-          After all these years you had finally handed over your comm codes for this mission, if you did a little happy dance as you got in your ship, no one would know. And no one would know that Din had to go splash water in his face to cool down the heat of his cheeks.

-          Things pass like in the show, except for this time you are there alongside Din, and you were just enamored with Grogu.

-          At some point your dock your ship somewhere safe and travel with Din in his. Along on this trip the two of you grow closer and closer, and Grogu seems to come to love the both of you.

-          When everything happens with Grogu being kidnapped and handed over to the Jedi and Dins ship being destroyed, you can’t do much but stay with Din and help him the best you can.

-          After the fight with Gideon is over and Din has won the darksaber, you end up on your ship, which some allies who owed you a favor brought to you.

-          You end up setting the coordinates for wherever the two of you have to go, and dragging din to the small room you had set up as a medical room.

-          Here you order Din out of his armor so you can look him over. He tries to go against it, but you just place your hands on your hips and stare him down, so he ends up removing his armor and the upper part of his undersuit but keeps the helmet on.

-          You get to work patching him up, muttering to yourself about how he just doesn’t know how to take care of himself.

-          How you don’t want to lose him because he does something stupid and ends up bleeding out on some backwater planet out in the outer rim.

-          As you make work of slather bacta on a blaster burn on his side, Din lifts his hands, and before you know it you hear the hiss-click of a helmet being taken off.

-          You feel your eyes widen and look up, meeting the face of Din, who glances off to the side with a nervous glint in his eyes. You are completely speechless, especially cuz you know how he feels about showing his face.

-          Din starts to blush as he makes a comment about how hes already broke his oath, and because he didn’t want to lose you either he thought why not.

-          That was the closest Din could get to confessing, and you knew that after having traveled with him for so long.

-          You laugh outloud, and Din looks scared fearing you are laughing at him. But you jump up and grab his neck, pulling him in to kiss him passionately.

-          Din freezes up for a moment, but finally melts into the kiss and lets his eyes fall shut as he cradles your jaw in his hands, trying to shove as many of his emotions into the kiss as he can, which you respond to in earnest.

-          You both grasp at each other with an almost desperate, overflowing with the feelings that have slowly been brewing for many many years.

-          That night you both cuddle up in your cot in the part of the ship that you have dubbed your room, holding each other close and just basking in the others presence now that you could finally hold and kiss the other.

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[lunatenebriswhatever]

Bo and Mando are really the epitome of lesbian/himbo solidarity

#the mandolarian #the mandolorian season 3 #bo Katan #din djarin

[ravenalla]

You know how tumblr staff is being scummy like usual and started advertising merch like water bottles and stuff using user base created content and memes like Ides of March? That’s the vibes this season of Mando gives me. It’s like they saw everybody making “Din is a himbo” “Din hates being the main character” “Din Djarin one fear droids” jokes and took them literally thinking that’s what we wanted the actual show to be like. Like guys we weren’t being serious lol

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