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Did I come back to this like a year later? Yes.
Anyways I will be adding more because I’ve for some reason decided to finally complete this but for now I give you teacher!Luke and boba shop!Boba (I also gave Din and Cobb glow ups because I lowkey hated the old ones lol)
#also.. if anyone wants to they can use these guys for dumb edits#as long as u keep the watermarks haha#..and tag me#the mandalorian#the mandalorian au#din djarin#Luke Skywalker#cobb vanth#boba fett#star wars#mando#grogu#baby yoda#human grogu#dream daddy#dream daddy edit#dinluke#dincobb#bobadin#dream daddy din au#the mandalorian modern au#my art
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The Mandalorian meets Hades for @bobadinweek AU Bingo (because there is a very limited number of Video Games I play (3), and since I couldn't make Hollow Knight work, Hades it was)
A million thanks to @firstofficerwiggles for helping out with the dialogue (any fault is due to my tweaking, their lines were fantastic and amazing!), and for helping me realize that Din would make the most perfect player character (he takes on every single side quest available - after heaving a world-weary sigh, but still - just so he can provide an extra frog/bottle of blue milk (nectar) for the kid he probably acquires after passing one chamber? Good and proficient with any weapon you throw at him? everyone he bumps into throws themself at him to help him on his quest (and possibly have a crush on him)? *chef's kiss* perfect fit!! I didn't feel like scrapping Din's little icon, keepsake and companion stuffie tho, so you can have them too); and to @tosye for the help with Boba's keepsake (stained glass on Tatooine? hell yeah! Also Boba looks like the type who totally gives you a pocketful of sand with that fancy black melon just to fuck with you. Din would probably kind of even appreciate it, the nerd)
(Backgrounds are screenshots from my latest and lamest playthrough)
More of this AU: Finished DinCobb Hades AU - Boba WIP - Cobb WIP - Din WIP
#bobadin#bobadinaubingo#boba fett#din djarin#the mandalorian#tbobf#the book of boba fett#boba x din#my art#art style swap#the mandalorian fanart#tbobf fanart#am i proud of myself for this one damn!#I now know true pain and suffering but finishing Boba's helmet was the most satisfying thing ever#EVER you hear#Hades AU
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AU where Din and Boba are turned into kids and they become bestest friends
#Boba definitely totally DOES NOT have a crush on Din#nope#no way#not at all#they get into so much mischief together#this AU simmers in my brain like soup#the mandalorian#din djarin#boba fett#my art#fan art#mando#star wars#bobadin#tbobf
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Fanart for Poiby's BobaDin fic, “If I can’t change the weather, maybe I can change your mind”
This fic is something else. The worldbuilding, character relations (both between Boba and Din & Boba and Jango), and internal struggles are on point and are revealed in places where it feels just so natural for the narrative. Paired with the vibes from the fic's playlist, I can’t get enough of it. I’ve already reread it twice now and it’s still one of my favourite things I’ve read in a while. So thank you Flynn for creating such a wonderful story!
#star wars#star wars fanart#the mandalorian#boba fett#book of boba fett#bobf#my art#sw fanart#din djarin#sw modern au#bobadin
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Hope you guys like Bobadin and cowboys
#star wars#din djarin#boba fett#bobadin#the mandalorian#tbobf#the book of boba fett#yes theres a continuation to my bobadin cowboy au coming very soon#im very excited about it#im not kidding when i say i haven't stopped thinking about this au since i dropped that little short fic
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I think I ship Bobadin a little. And I definitely ship Codywan sometimes. So what I'm saying is that my maladaptive daydreams are probably about to pop off on some Codywan, Bobadin, Family AU where Cody and Boba are introducing their tired boyfriends to Jango at a Fett Family gathering for the first time. I'm so excited!!
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BobaDin AU Bingo: Knights
Here it is! The first chapter of the Knight AU! The second chapter will post very quickly, especially since we're down to the wire on the end of the Bingo (@bobadinweek). Hope you enjoy and have a good time reading about a little bit dumb Prince Boba and confused Knight Din!
update on the bingo board below:
It's gonna be down to the wire but we're gonna get that last fic in one way or another
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First date and he already went from "I'll have him home at 9, sir" to "Your son calls me daddy too."
I wanted to mess around and learn some new color techniques in photoshop so I drew the first date scene from my fic. But if I remember correctly I changed it up a bit in the second drawing huh.
#fanart#star wars#sw fanart#sw fanfic#bobadin#boba fett#din djarin#the mandalorian#alternate universe#modern au
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[Written for Canon Divergence prompt for BobaDin Bingo, past established BobaDin reuniting]
When Din tries, he can mostly remember his husband.
The armour is the clearest recollection, a blended version of beskar with a different kind of metal to stretch it further. The green paint would chip over the dent in the helmet revealing the starting layer of blue paint which would be covered up quickly with dark green paint. The green never quite matched itself, darker on the breastplate but lighter over the vambraces and the leg plates, always coming close to what Din thought was the original paint colour around the neck but never quite reaching it. Din’s final memory of the armour carries with it the scent of salt from the most recent mixture, his husband’s helmet drawn up just enough for him to bite at the leather of his gloves to pull them off and the paint stained his crooked smile and the tip of his tongue before Din had turned away.
The rest of Din’s memories are scattered, disjointed; the heat of tinglaar offered on a wooden spoon with a bare hand hovering beneath it, his husband’s helmet pushed up enough to lick the sauce from his palm with a hum; the wide-set sprawl that his husband would settle into on any given surface that he would immediately correct so Din could curl up next to him; a laugh ringing clear above the innate static of the vocoder, warm and smoky and rich enough to cut with a blade and be preserved forever. He wishes he had something tangible now.
Grief is a slow-moving thing, a wave that ebbs and flows around his ankles until it catches him unaware and sends him sprawling. It hadn’t in years until Din turns the corner in a small market on Tatooine and sees his husband’s armour strapped onto a stranger.
They’d been children when they’d parted last, still unaware of the magnitude of the vows they had spoken. Din curls his hand around the cool metal of his vambrace, pressing his thumb into the latch that never quite closed properly until it dug into the hardened skin and he could feel it. He doesn’t know if that man is his husband; he’d never seen his face.
It’s a nice face, made for smiling, he thinks, and the grin the other wears suits him well, broad enough to make Din’s cheeks ache in sympathy. He’s golden, caught in the sunlight like an embrace, and half-turned away to speak to the woman at his side and Din takes the moment to run. He doesn’t get far, a few paces back into the shadow of the alley he had just emerged from before he collapses against the wall, letting himself drop to the ground. His chest feels too full, his head too twisted with every thought he’s ever had, and the grief he hadn’t thought about in years crashes over him. He scrabbles for his vocoder, turning off the external speakers with a click of his teeth, and he screams until he has no breath left in his trembling body.
Din has lost his family. He has lost his home. Now, he’s lost another constant before he had even realised.
A shadow passes over him, hesitant almost, withdrawing the moment Din scrambles to his feet with the whistling birds notched into his armour humming into life. His husband stands in the mouth of the alley, his face still bare, still beautiful, his hands spread although whether to placate or misdirect Din couldn’t say.
“Beroya? Is that you?”
Din doesn’t answer, doesn’t move. He doesn’t trust his body to support him, his knee a ruin that he has only made worse by his abrupt collapse, and his breath catches on the shattered pieces of his chest with every trembling gasp. Instead, he tips his head to one side, stretching out to press his hand into the wall, aching to feel something beyond the narrow confines of his gloves. He hasn't touched anything properly in days.
“I hope it is you,” his husband says. He fumbles at his vambrace for a moment, the metal unpainted and Din’s gaze locks onto it. He’d almost forgotten the design of his old armour, the lines of his vambrace drawn tight and sharp to try and change his shape just enough when he had still been as slight as a fresh-grown sapling. He hadn’t needed those tricks in years.
Din raises his arm to display the dark green vambrace. The paint doesn’t match, it never did, but he had kept it neat and as close as he could mix the paint colour and reactivates his speaker. “I never could get the latch to work properly.”
#bobadin#the mandalorian#boba fett#din djarin#the book of boba fett#star wars#my writing#bobadin au bingo
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Modern AU where Din and Boba are pushing Grogu around in a shopping cart at Target having a TIME
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I've learned how to do lineart, and the colour green no longer terrifies me so I'll only take another half a year to figure out how to shade this drawing for Mereel & Family Booksellers chapter 2 by @sidhebeingbrand and @toughbreaks :D
#I'm only mildly annoyed that I'm 3.5/4 with managing to draw Cody to my absolute liking#while there is ALWAYS a 50-50 chance at least that Boba will turn out just a little OFF TT^TT#anyways HELLO I've terribly missed this story and this ship!#bobadin#boba fett#din djarin#jaster mereel#the mandalorian fanart#star wars fanart#commander cody#grogu#changeling au#my art#I'd really like a room like this... but I shouldn't be trusted with more plants than what I already try to keep alive#I have about 6 lineart layer I don't know how I'll manage here in the future XD#I'm surprised how fond I am of Cody here#wip wednesday
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types, The Mandalorian (TV)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi, Din Djarin/Boba Fett
Characters: CC-2224 | Cody, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Boba Fett, Din Djarin
Additional Tags: alternate universe- pirates, Age of Sail AU but make it Star Wars, Domestic Fluff, Ice Skating, Amused CC-2224 | Cody, Obi-Wan can't ice skate, But he's trying, Boba is also trying to teach Din how to skate, Humor, Banter, Sass, sappy boys in love
Series: Part 5 of The Sea Means Freedom, Part 4 of Codywan Winter Bingo
Summary: Ice skating is a common winter past-time in Mandalore, but that doesn't mean it comes easily to everyone.
For @codywanbingo Winter Bingo Prompt: Ice Skating
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my personal modern bobadin + grogu au is where they find grogu, a small orange and white kitten with a little head, large body & ears, long body, and long legs (my actual kitten named grogu!) in the road while driving and:
din: oh my god i wanna take him home
din: we can put him in the truck?
boba, reluctant but persuadable: ..we can put him in the truck
din: we can put him in the truck!!
din, holding grogu up: look at him!!!
i would provide ref pics of my grogu but he is a hell spawn and feral and not photogenic<3 he is also lanky and looks like that kitten from the aspca commercial, like constantly dirty looking but not. take faucet from potroastsmom on tiktok for example. skrunkly.
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🐎 bobadin
Sorry these are taking longer, but I am struggling to get something else done. Anyways, this one got so out of control that you're actually getting just a small bit and you'll be able to find the rest on ao3! As you can tell I keep getting too excited while writing these.
"Don't you ever take that thing off?" Shand asked, tone bored as she poured herself a cup of the coffee Din had made.
That comment got her an elbow in the side from Fett to which she simply rolled her eyes.
"You don't have to answer that, mate." Boba Fett reassured as he removed his own hat and mascara.
Din, on instinct, found himself averting his gaze, knowing the Fett's had been long time members of the Mandalorian community. It was through Fett, however, that he found out that not all sects of the Mandalorian community held to rules as strict as Din's own.
They preferred to remain anonymous in their lives and their work, and keep to themselves. The hacienda del Fett had made themselves far more well known.
Boba Fett was the youngest son, so Din had been told by him when they first met. He was the one in charge of the family rancho, and in fact through his own hard work owned a very large portion of the town of Mos Eisley.
It would be no surprise to him if Fett had noticed his looking away but didn't comment, he seemed to be a man of few words himself.
"Are you sure you two want to take this trip with us for no pay?" Din finally spoke, his voice a little scratchy from all the dust and lack of use.
"Well now that you mention it--" Shand started but received another elbow to the ribs.
"It's the least we could do. You've helped me out so much with my ranch, and we did try to steal some of your steers." Fett poured himself a cup of coffee.
"It's the least you could do. I for one don't mind a good pay day." Shand grumbled and sipped from her coffee.
Din smirked a little when her face immediately scrunched up and she set her cup on the ground.
"That bad?" Din's eyes followed her as she stood up and turned away from him.
"Not bad, just not what I want to be drinking right now. I'm going to find the cook and see if he's got a hidden stash of the good stuff." She waved in their direction as she walked away. "Don't wait up for me."
Fett snickered a little and Din turned to get a better look at him.
Fett wore a dark green shirt that looked to be made out of a comfortable material that had gold accents and buttons. On his chest he wore his family's crest, the same symbol that was branded onto his horse's backside.
His face was easy on the eyes and he had a smile that could charm the chaps right off of anyone. He kept his hair shaved close to his head, but it appeared to have been a moment as he had some dark curly stubble growing in on his head.
"I'm surprised you have Kryze on your team." He commented, staring into his cup before taking a sip.
Almost as quickly as Shand's, his face scrunched up and he stuck his tongue out a bit. Din didn't make good coffee, ever. Usually he kept a bottle of some good bourbon with him, though, and added that to make the taste a little more bearable.
Tonight he was out of bourbon.
"Fennec wasn't lying. This isn't….all bad." Fett spoke, appearing to try to rid the taste from his mouth.
Din found himself watching with rapt attention as Fett smacked his lips. He was more surprised when he grabbed a flask from his side and poured some in.
After a small test sip and assessment, he seemed to deem it drinkable and took a larger drink from it.
"Kryze is a wild card, but she's experienced in this and I needed all the help I can get." Din shifted a bit, leaning back to try and relax against the tree he'd perched himself against.
Find the rest on ao3
#star wars#bobadin#boba fett#din djarin#cowboy au#writing prompts#ask game#I have got to stop getting so carried away with these#i still haven't finished my final prompt for codywan week oops#the struggle is real babes
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