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djarincore · 4 months

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Drawings

summary: You buy Grogu art supplies.

word count: 678

tags: pure fluff, gn!reader, crayons exist in the sw universe bc i said so

a/n: part of my 500 words a day series. the letter is D for drawings!

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The brand-new Nevarro marketplace was bustling with vibrant life. You swept through the crowd with Grogu in your arms, looking for things that would brighten up your new home. On your way to the florist, a smaller stall filled with art supplies caught your eye.

After being on the run for so long, it would be nice for Grogu to get to be a child for once and do normal childlike activities. You and Din already enrolled him in the local school and the supplies would be useful as well. You looked over the many different mediums laid out on the table.

“Do you want to try watercolors or crayons, Grogu? Or maybe acrylics?” You tapped your chin. His babble did not offer much help for your indecision, but you came to a decision soon enough.

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“I’m home!” You announced, balancing a bouquet of red and yellow flowers in one arm along with a bag filled to the brim with half the art supply stall and Grogu in the other. You made your way to the kitchen and set him down on his high chair.

Din appeared from the bedroom, helmet-free, and rushed to take the overflowing flowers from you. “I could have helped you carry all this.”

“We could handle it.” You turned to Grogu, setting down the bag of art supplies in front of him. “Right, sweetheart?”

“What are these?” Din peeked inside the bag and pulled out a pan of watercolors. He inspected the box as if he’d never seen them before. You supposed being brought up under the Creed and being a bounty hunter most of his life didn’t allow time for leisurely activities like coloring. Maybe arts and crafts would be good for both boys.

“For Grogu, figured it’d be a nice little hobby for him.” You took out the stack of papers you bought and the rest of the supplies, laying it all out on the table for Grogu to choose from. He grabbed for a silver marker, fumbling with it a bit, teething on the cap. You helped him uncap it and drew a simple circle. “See? You can draw with it.”

When you placed the marker back in his hand, he recreated your circle, a bit lopsided and wobbly. You clapped your hands and cheered, “Perfect! Good job, bug.”

He let out a cheerful giggle and continued dragging the marker across the page in random directions.

Din chuckled. “He’ll be an artist in no time.”

The two of you got to work preparing dinner, leaving Grogu to continue drawing at the table. You would occasionally glance back at his artwork, seeing the new colors he was using and attempting to decipher what he was drawing. Din guessed it was a mountain and you chose a tree.

By the time you were setting the table, he’d gone through several sheets of paper, filled with various scribbles and colors.

You plucked the marker from his hand and shook your head when he whined. “You’ll get to draw after dinner.”

Neither of you would have imagined the monster you created by giving him art supplies. He drew day and night, changing mediums and improving by the day. You and Din would sit and draw with him whenever you were free, praising each abstract doodle and painting. But, his paper supply was running thin and you were planning to take a trip to the market again.

“Hey!”

You poked your head into the living room to find Din crouched by the front door, running his finger across a blob of green marker colored onto the wall. As you approached, you realized it was not just a blob, but a head with two long ears sticking out. On either side of the head was another drawing that looked suspiciously like Din’s helmet and your face.

“A family portrait?” You mused, a proud smile forming on your lips as you crouched beside the two. You picked up a red marker and uncapped it to draw a large heart around the three heads.

“Hm,” Din hummed, “Perfect.”

#din djarin x reader #din djarin x you #the mandalorian fluff #the mandalorian fanfic #the mandalorian fanfiction #the mandalorian #my works

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theidiotwhowritesthings · 11 months

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Congrats on 2130 followers!!! I absolutely love your writing, especially your AFS series, it's one of my favorite fics I've ever read! It's seriously so good.

May I request Din Djarin + 11? Thanks so much : )

[a/n: Funnily enough, I got two separate requests with Din and prompt 11!]

Din Djarin x Reader

Warning: Mourning, the loss of a loved one, lack of closure, angst, angst, angsty angst

Word Count: 453

Dialogue Prompt #11: "I miss you." + "I miss you too."

You had started the habit with a little marker. It sat on the small recessed shelf of his bunk on the Razor Crest. For months, you’d leave a doodle on the back wall before erasing it and creating a new one for him to spot. Eventually, Din started using it to leave notes for you. When he’d have to tangle himself away from your limbs in the early morning or late at night to leave for a hunt, he’d write you a small note. You’d leave it on the wall until he returned safely.

The last note he wrote you was a simple three words. ‘I miss you’. Din wrote the words, pressed a kiss to your forehead, and then left for his hunt. Knowing what he knew now, he wished he had written something else. A different three words. He wished he hadn’t left at all. Din should’ve stayed wrapped around your body in the safety of the bunk.

But he didn’t. Din left.

When he returned to the Razor Crest, you had messaged him on his communicator that you went out for supplies. He crawled into the bunk to rest while he waited for you to return, and his lips curled into a smile when he saw the words ‘I miss you too’ written under his own in your handwriting.

You never came back from the town’s market.

Din tore apart the galaxy apart looking for you. He had a stellar track record as a bounty hunter, yet he could never find you. It was like you had never existed. In fact, the only thing he had to prove that his time with you hadn’t just been a dream were those seven words on his bunk’s back wall.

‘I miss you.’

‘I miss you too.’

Din clung to those words like a lifeline. Eventually the smell of you had disappeared from his sheets. The memory of your touch a whisper he struggled to recall. But the words remained. They always remained. A year had passed, and Din had met Grogu. Late one night, when he spotted Grogu staring at the wall from his hammock, Din told the boy stories of you. The two of you would’ve gotten along. Maker, Grogu would’ve adored you.

Then tragedy struck.

Everyone constantly asked him why he missed the Razor Crest so much. They told him he could find a better ship. They told him that the loss of his weapons and belongings, though an inconvenience, could be replaced. It was hard for him to explain what watching the Razor Crest explode had done to him.

Din felt like he had lost you all over again.

And this time he wasn’t even left with your ghost.

#the mandalorian #din djarin #din djarin x reader #din djarin x you #mando x reader #mando x you #reader insert #2130 celebration!

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trashquisitor-shirozora · 6 months

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state of everything happening all the time, go:

posting goal is oct. 27 or 28 depending on the time. instead of being funny about deadlines (which I missed anyway since Ahsoka ended a few weeks ago with a whimper if my dash is anything to go by), i want to give myself PLENTY OF TIME to work on the illustrations, simmer over the chapter draft, and also finish setting up the shrimp portion of my new aquarium. should i post about the fishkeeping project i took up last month? been so many years since I last kept fish and i just needed something to do besides working full time, raising my cat, writing, drawing, playing a browser game, being nonsensical online, etc, etc, etc-

anyway, here's a sneak preview:

really feels so good drawing again.

I should doodle some general dinluke stuff after I'm done with these illustrations. should also use this opportunity to make final edits to the Clan Of Three lanyards and the grogu baby crimes shaker charm so that I can get the final samples shipped out in November and I can wear the lanyard to LACC in December.

#writing is hard #arting is hard #designing is hard #merching is hard #keeping an aquarium is fucking hard #please I just want the shrimp population to be stable and blossoming before i introduce a fish to it #am also of the opinion that the pop-up shop project really killed my art drive for a while #the art block was massive #but finally we're up to no good again #all I can say is that these illustrations will take a WHILE to drop some good dinluke keyframes #so I need to make time to feed the blog some good dinluke

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yukipri · 2 years

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YukiPri - Star Wars 2021~, General Art Masterpost - Part I

This is my general standalone Star Wars fanart compilation for content created 2021~onwards, Part 1!

I created a separate post for this content due to hitting the maximum link limit on my Main Star Wars Masterpost.

To see my various AU content (including links to my Star Wars comics and fics!), as well as other crucial general links, please check out the link!

This Masterpost is marked is marked Part 1, because as of making this Masterpost, I am already close to the maximum link limit again. When I reach it, this section will be replaced with a link to Part 2.

Click here for the latest version of this post!

Thank you!

MASTERPOST KEY:

[COM] - Comic

[ILL] - Illustration

[FIC] - Written fiction

[TXT] - Text headcanons

All shippy/pseudo-shippy things will be marked with a ＊

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Links to Art:

[ILL] Commander Cody

[ILL] May 4th 2021 with Grogu + Din + Boba + Jango + Cody + Rex

[ILL] Cody & his General doing reports, ＊Cody x Obi-Wan

[ILL] The 212th Attack Battalion

[ILL/COM] Jango Fett is alive and is a pain in the ass ＊Cody x Obi x Jango

[ILL] Echo’s cyborg spine thing

[ILL] Rex

[COM] Bad Batch Ep 7 comic

[ILL] Obi-Wan & Tea

[ILL/COM] The Anakin & Padmé Meme in Four Parts

[ILL] Cody, Wooley, & Longshot in training gear

[ILL] Captain Howzer

[ILL] The 212th and their General ＊212th x Obi-Wan

[ILL] Captain Gregor

[ILL] Jangobi vs Codywan＊

[ILL] Cody - Inside helmet

[ILL] Casual Autumn Vibes with the 212th (Wooley & Waxer)

[ILL] Undercover Cody & Obi-Wan (＊Long Hair!Cody x Beardless!Obi-Wan)

[ILL] Halloween Grogu

[ILL] Alpha-17

[ILL] Alpha-77 | Fordo

[ILL] Echo & Fives

[ILL] Happy Boba Day!

[ILL] The Book of Boba Fett Ep 2 art

[ILL] Tusken Warrior, version 1 (WIP)

[ILL] Tusken Warrior, verstion 2 (Final)

[ILL] Fennec Shand

[ILL] TBOBF Ep 5 Sketch

[COM] TBOBF Ep 5 mini comic

[ILL] TBOBF Boba Sketch

[ILL] Young adult Boba

[ILL] Boba through the ages, Version 1 (WIP)

[ILL] Boba through the ages, Version 2 (Final)

[ILL] Valentine's Day~White Day Project 2022 #1 Cody x Obi-Wan＊

[ILL] "Cute Kid." Boba, Din, Grogu, Rancor

[ILL] TBOBF mini comic: in which Luke hears something shocking

[ILL] Paz Vizsla doodles

[ILL] Jaster Mereel sketch

[ILL] Cad Bane mentoring young 1313 Boba

[COM] An upgraded bag for Grogu! (or not)

[ILL] Fennec with red chrysanthemums

[ILL] Cody & Obi-Wan (Kenobi Trailer Day)

[ILL] Beskar or Mithril? Grogu & Frodo, SW x LOTR Crossover

[ILL] Young Adult Boba - Remembrance

[ILL] Boba & Tooka

[ILL] Jaster & Young Jango

[ILL] Glitch, the Force-sensitive (?) clone

[ILL] Thor Padmé vs Vader, SW x Marvel Crossover

[ILL] May 4th 2022 with 30 characters

[ILL/TXT] May 4th 2022 Bonus Version with commentary!

[ILL] 20th Anniversary of AOTC - Phase I shiny clone trooper

[ILL] Vanity Fair photoshoot - Obi-Wan & Din

[ILL] Plo Koon & Bros

[ILL] Adult!Boba & Jango - Lego Star Wars-inspired

[ILL] Obi-Wan - Sad Man in the Sand Week

[ILL] Obi-Wan & Watto - Bad Disguise

[ILL] Kenobi premiere

[ILL] Cody from the Bad Batch Season 2 Trailer

[ILL] Clone Merman for MerMay

[ILL] Obi-Wan Kenobi Ep 3 - Ghost Anakin

[ILL] Obi-Wan & Quinlan Vos

[ILL] Obi-Wan & Alpha-17: the Last Stand on Jabiim

[ILL] Obi-Wan Finale

[ILL] Obi-Wan & Cody: the Clone Wars

[ILL] Cody princess-carrying Obi-Wan ＊mild Codywan

[ILL] Reva & Grogu

[ILL] Cody holding a knife to Obi-Wan's throat - Scrapped Kenobi movie script

[COM] Desert Husbands - Domestic Cody & Obi-Wan on Tatooine

[ILL] Cody Caf Break

[ILL] Alpha-ØØ | “Boba Fett”

[ILL] Face Your Art meme - Clones Faces Compilation

[ILL] 212th Attack Battalion - Wooley

[ILL] 212th Attack Battalion - Waxer

[ILL] Ahsoka

[ILL] PREVIEW - Durge x Obi-Wan N/S/F/W Patreon Preview＊

[ILL] Clonetober 2022 Challenge Completed! Compilation of 31 Portraits

All individual portrait links HERE!

[ILL] Grogu and Dust Bunnies, Incorrect Prediction

[ILL] Grogu and Totoros - An Imposter

[ILL] Rex Winter Fashion - Inspired by the Columbia TCW Collection

[ILL] Fordo Sketch

[ILL] Yaddle

[ILL] Happy Holidays 2022 - Inspired by the 2022 Lucasfilm Holiday Card (Codywan＊)

[ILL] Happy Holidays 2022 - Codywan only variation＊

[ILL] Echo & AZI: a projection of Fives

[ILL] Captain Wilco

[ILL] Cody - Glory Gold, fades to Gray...

[ILL] Fordo showing you General Kenobi

[ILL] Wyler & Nova

[ILL] Omega, TBB S2

[ILL] Echo, TBB S2

[ILL] Cody sketch

[ILL] Slip & Cade

[ILL] Long-haired Rex

[ILL] Valentine’s Day 2023 (＊Jangobi, Codywan?)

[Tutorial] How to draw Obi-Wan’s beard

[ILL] Paz Vizsla Big Tiddies Meme

[ILL/Merch] Filigree Clone + Fett Helmets Laptop Case

[ILL] Sad Super Battle Droid

[ILL] Ahsoka

[ILL] “Tiny” - Smol Paz + Din

[ILL] More Smol Paz + Din

[ILL] Mayday

#YukiPri art #Star Wars #Masterpost #Commander Cody #Boba Fett #Codywan #Obi-Wan Kenobi #212th Attack Battalion

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jmeestella · 1 year

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Hello, again.

I was going to ask you this a week or two but I decided to ask you now, my apologies for the disturbance.

Thank you for drawing Douxie fighting in world war one.

And this actually got me thinking for another new drawing request.

You know Zoe Ashilder, right?

The girl with the pink hair who owns the magic computer store in Arcadia.

She's also hundreds of years old like Douxie.

I want you to draw her but not fighting in world war one but in the Napoleonic Wars.

The idea for this came from a wiki article that mentioned brave women fighting in this time period despite the circumstances of that time.

A couple of them even wore military uniforms, I think.

I want you to do maybe a simple doodle sketch like the previous drawing.

Of Zoe serving on the British side once more.

But she's a maybe of the 95th rifles.

An elite british unit of soldiers that have specialized muskets that shoot more accurately.

You can search up more information about them.

Here are two pictures of them.

Their famous weapon of choice is called a baker rifle.

It's a very accurate musket that can even have what's called a sword bayonet be attached to it.

Also, I forgot to mention the Krel as a Mandalorian can be place in the shelf for awhile in favor for this drawing.

I can ask for the previous second request drawing later or maybe not, we see.

Also, this doesn't need to happen immediately, the new drawing request.

I can wait and I know you are very busy.

Anyway, my apologies for any disturbances, keep up the good creative work.

Buenas tardeees, You have some pretty interesting ideas. This time it took me a little longer than I would have liked, but here is Zoé in uniform

I was already on the run, so here's a krel dressed as a Mandalorian. It's based on a frame that I saw on pinterest, and it seemed fitting that instead of a Grogu he was accompanied by Luug.

And in a small plus, the Douxie of the last drawing after analyzing it a bit began to give me anxiety because it was a bit "crooked" so I corrected it a little uwu

I had a lot of fun doing the sketches, I hope that you and the people who see the publication enjoy this little work as much as I do

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vanishedangels · 2 years

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Clan of Warriors

Click here for First chapter

Summary: While rebuilding Mandalore, Mand'alor Din Djarin is questioned by his people because of his beliefs and origins. In the dawn of a civil war, the council resolves that The Mand'alor must join in marriage with someone close to Bo-Katan Kryze. He's forced to marry Koska Reeves and accept a loveless union. In the meantime, Din is having a secret relationship with his son's Master, Jedi Luke Skywalker, his dream of having his own clan of warriors is about to fade away.

Pairing: Din Djarin/Luke Skywalker

Characters: Din Djarin, Luke Skywalker, Grogu, Leia Organa, Cara Dune, Koska Reeves, Bo-Katan Kryze, Axe Woves, OC, Peli Motto, Fennec Shand, Boba Fett, Paz Vizsla, Owen Lars, Beru Whitesun, Han Solo, Chewbacca, Wedge Antilles.

Rating: Explicit (+18)

Warnings: Canon Typical Violence. Explicit Smut.

Tags: Canon Compliant, Post Season 2 Finale, Mutual Pining, Slow Burn, Friends To Lovers, Fluff, Angst, Demisexual Din Djarin, Top Luke Skywalker, Bottom Din Djarin, Top Din Djarin, Bottom Luke Skywalker, Protective Din Djarin, BAMF Luke Skywalker, Adorable Baby Yoda, Sassy Leia Organa, Gai Bal Manda, Blindfolds, Sub Din Undertones, Fantasies, Jealous Luke, Keldabe Kiss, Smut, Jealous Din, Dirty Talk.

Chapters: 26/?

Navigation: <- Previous Chapter • Next Chapter ->

But now, lying on that bed, holding Grogu and Luke, comforting them, shielding them with his arms, Din realized that they still needed him.

He could protect them in a different, new way. He would be the man they would run to and he would protect them from bad feelings, from bad memories. Forever and a day.

Chapter 26: Bliss

Din walked into the fresher to take a shower, Grogu was still peacefully sleeping.

The cold water against his warm skin was feeling like a thousand needles, but he didn't care at all. One hand resting against the wall, his other hand rubbing his face, he was trying to understand what the hell was going on.

He was struggling.

A part of him was having second thoughts, he was considering running to Luke's room to take what he was offering, what he was offering since the beginning, actually. But he was really hurt.

That was the first time Din was with Luke since he knew he was in love with him. Maybe he overreacted. Maybe he was too desperate to show him what he meant to him.

'I don't want to hurt you.'

Din remembered Luke's words.

'You won't hurt me. I'm a grown man.'

Din remembered he said to Luke.

Bantha shit! Din fooled himself back then, he already knew he would be hurt, but he wanted to be with little Jedi, accepting whatever he offered him. And now, he was jeopardizing Grogu's future.

Din dressed inside the fresher and then walked towards the bed, he laid down beside his ad'ika "I'm sorry Grogu, I don't know what I was thinking." He didn't know what he was expecting.

He stared at the wall in front of him, Grogu's drawings all over it. New drawings of the three of them together, three doodles, the green was in the middle, between the grey and the yellow one. A clan of three. Din closed his eyes shaking his head. "What did I do?"

He thought about Luke, nervous and uneasy. Great, now he was going to meditate a whole day again, just like the last time.

Din knew he needed to be clear, little Jedi was too blind if he couldn't realize what was going on. "I should tell him. He deserves to know. Don't you think that ad'ika?" Grogu was snoring against his chest. "I need to tell him that I love him." Din caressed his son's head, closing his eyes and waiting for morning to come.

Surprisingly, Luke didn't lock himself inside his room. Din was anxious to find a moment to talk to him in private.

However, Luke didn't look at Din, not even once. He talked to Grogu directly the whole morning, he only spoke to Din to say Hi. Din was feeling miserable.

They had lunch together, little Jedi's blindfold didn't trigger any good memory now, it was a reminder of something beautiful but distant. Something Din might have lost forever.

Din took Grogu to bed, baby's naps were sacred.

He walked back into the kitchen and found Luke resting against the counter. He didn't look in his direction, the sun was playing with his hair, Din knew he wanted to hug him till the last day of his life. It was making the situation more painful.

How pathetic. You're pathetic, Din. He thought.

"Luke...?" Din said with a trembling voice.

Luke sighed.

"I-I think we should talk about... You know." Din was standing in front of him.

Luke looked at him for the first time since Din rejected him the night before and it felt like the first swallow of water after crossing Tatooine desert.

"I need to tell you something." Din said feeling his mouth dry.

"I understand Din, this is... Difficult." Luke tucked a blonde lock behind his ear.

Adorable. Beautiful. Painful.

Suddenly a sharp scream made them flinch, in a split second Luke was running towards Grogu's room, Din followed him realizing what was happening.

When Luke opened the door they saw Grogu standing on his bed, his little face in terror, his eyes narrowing, he was screaming his lungs out in a way that stabbed Din's heart like a sharp knife. His little hands in fists. Things were violently flying into the air around him, toys, drawings, crayons, rocks, everything. The desk and the chair were levitating.

Din walked in, dodging rocks. Luke clasped his arm "Don't!" He yelled.

"He's my son!" Din tried to get rid of Luke's hand.

"Let me do this, Din!"

Luke raised his hand, stuffed animals hitting him, he closed his eyes.

Grogu started crying, making noises that were harming Din's heart in a way he had never experienced before.

"Luke, please! He's in pain."

Luke was so focused, he was nodding, still, with his eyes closed. Then he started shivering.

Din was counting to ten, and then he would take Grogu in his arms, he couldn't wait anymore.

Suddenly Grogu's howls turned into weeps, the turmoil around them was disappearing slowly, the desk was on the floor again, everything fell to the ground, gently. Din assumed it was Luke's work through the force.

Din ran to hold Grogu, baby was sobbing against his Buir. "I'm here ad'ika, I'm here. Everything is gonna be alright, you're with Buir." His little hands grabbing the rim of his chest plate.

Then he heard Luke behind him, he noticed the Jedi was panting.

He turned around and saw Luke crying his eyes out. "Luke?" He came close to him "Luke! Kriff! What's going on?"

Grogu was still crying against his chest, Luke was crying standing in front of him, Din was dying inside.

Luke was biting his lower lip, tears running down his cheeks, his face turned pale, he was squeezing his prosthetic hand again, like the night before.

"For kriff's sake! Tell me!" His gaze switching between his ad'ika and Luke. "Is Grogu okay? Is he, Luke?"

Luke breathed in and stared into his visor "He's better now, he just... He's remembering, Din." Luke said with tired eyes. "I didn't know, I didn't know, I'm so sorry Grogu. I'm..." He was choking.

Din looked at Grogu's face, the baby seemed relaxed now, still holding his father.

The baby looked at his Master and cooed.

"Remembering what?" Din put his free hand on Luke's arm.

"We've been exploring each other's abilities through the force, and now, I don't know how, but he's unlocking some memories... Traumatic memories, Din."

Din caressed Grogu's back "Is he okay now?"

"He will be, you should stay with him, call me if you need... If something happens." Luke turned around and walked away.

"Luke..." Din called out for him, but little Jedi was gone.

Din sat down on the bed, helmetless, holding Grogu, looking at his big brown eyes "Ad'ika, I don't know what you had been going through, but I promise I'll be here for you for the rest of my life."

Din knew he would never see his son as a teenager, his heart was aching at the thought, he pushed it to the back of his mind. He needed to be strong for Grogu.

"You're safe sweetheart, you are." Grogu cooed and perked up his ears, caressing his buir's face.

He was still sitting on the bed when he remembered Luke's tears all over his face.

Grogu was sleeping in his arms. He left the baby on the bed and put his helmet on, When he stood up he took Grogu in his arms again and left the room.

He knocked Luke's door, not knowing if little Jedi would answer. Luke did answer.

When Din opened the door, Luke was sitting on the floor, his back resting against the bed and he was holding his knees close to his chest. He looked like a little boy. Din felt the need to hold him, to protect him.

"Luke? Can I... Uh, can I sit down next to you?"

Luke wasn't crying anymore but he looked tired, his eyelids swollen and pink, his eyes bluer than ever before. "Please." He said with a serious face.

Din sat down next to him, on the floor, in silence.

"The good thing is that he's fine, Din. I can feel it through the force." Luke said with half a smile staring at Grogu in Din's arms, still sleeping.

"What was that?"

Luke looked into his visor and then shifted his gaze sighing "He was there when... this Sith killed his friends."

Din gasped.

"Uh, the younglings, they were force sensitive children who had been being trained in the ways of the force. Just as Grogu. That was the day The Empire exterminated the Jedi, Grogu was hiding but... He caught a glimpse of the Sith wielding his lightsaber against those little kids and..."

Luke swallowed "And now I saw it too. Grogu showed me through the force what he saw that day."

"This Sith..." Din blood was boiling, he felt adrenaline rushing all over his body, his jaw clenching.

Luke looked into his visor and with a sad smile and sad eyes he shook his head slowly. His eyes were hiding an untold story.

"Good." Din said, understanding that he didn't need to kill the bastard Sith because he was already dead.

Luke was still staring at Din's visor "He did this too..." He said resting his right hand on his lap.

Din couldn't believe it, staring at Luke's prosthetic hand, the Sith hurt his son and the man he loved. The anger he was feeling, unparalleled.

"Din..." Luke said in the softest voice, Din held his gloved hand and gently squeezed it. "He was my father, Din." Luke didn't take his eyes off him, like trying to analyze Din's reaction.

Din froze, he was in silence, processing all the information Luke was providing. It was too much. It was too much.

"Some people knew him as Darth Vader, but I knew him as Anakin Skywalker, Jedi Knight and my father."

"Darth Vader?" Din was panicking under his helmet.

Luke looked away, staring down at their intertwined fingers "So I will understand if you want to take Grogu away from here." He held his head down.

"What?" Din tightened the grip around Luke's hand "Luke, why should I do that?

He shrugged and shook his head "What Grogu saw that day... He shouldn't have seen something like that. My father hurt Grogu." Luke was rubbing his forehead with his free hand, he was panting again. "And I can't stop seeing it now, it's driving me crazy, Din! I didn't know it! I didn't!"

Din took his hand away from Luke's and moved his arm to hold him close "Hey, hey, I'm here, Grogu's here, and we can protect him." He gently pulled Luke's head close to press their foreheads together "You're the only one in the Galaxy that can protect him. He's not going anywhere, he's your Padawan and I'm your..." Din didn't finish the sentence.

Luke looked up to meet his eyes behind the visor "Din? Would you two guys... stay with me tonight?"

Din chuckled "Of course, cyar'ika." He couldn't help but still feel love for his little Jedi, kriff, he was loving him even more now. "Just, wait for me here." He put Grogu in Luke's arms.

When Din came back to the bedroom, Luke was holding Grogu against his chest, caressing his head, they were both lying on the bed, waiting for Din to join them.

Din stopped by the door in love with the sight of his ad'ika and his cyar'ika, Luke looked at him and smiled, Din's heart was melting.

He walked to the bed, without his armour and dressed in a white shirt and his black pants, his helmet was the only barrier between him and his boys.

Luke moved to give him space "You're bigger than me." He chuckled.

You're so cute, Luke.

He snuggled under the blanket and took Grogu from Luke. Luke was staring at him and then he moved to rest his head on Din's chest, Din passed his arm around him, pressing his helmeted chin against his curls.

Din was in heaven. He was holding his son close to his chest with one arm and with the other he was holding his lover.

I love you both.

Din sighed, remembering the day he finally realized that Luke and Grogu were two powerful Jedi and that he was just a simple mortal with a cool, convenient, beskar armour.

He remembered the way his heart broke when he understood that he was the one to be protected by them, feeling useless, frustrated, and losing his identity in the process. He could protect any person in the Galaxy except for the two that he cared the most. It was hard to accept that he would never be the protective father or the protective lover.

But now, lying on that bed, holding Grogu and Luke, comforting them, shielding them with his arms, Din realized that they still needed him.

He could protect them in a different, new way. He would be the man they would run to and he would protect them from bad feelings, from bad memories. Forever and a day.

He was cursing his helmet, he wanted to kiss them both.

Everything's gonna be fine, baby. I'm here.

Din closed his eyes knowing for sure that his search ended that night, that his clan was already a clan of three.

Maybe he didn't need to change anything at all, maybe this was enough.

This is enough.

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phoenixtears22 · 1 year

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..the beginning4

After testing out other animators styles, I drew myself once again, falling from the celling. Dare I say this has been my best one to date.

Following that, I draw some more doodles, two unique looking rubber ducks and a duck I made up. Meh.

I had drawn Grogu, and it turned out frickin adorable! Then began the bird drawings. I drew some european robins, then an amercian one. I drew this fluffy little thing called a Shima Enaga. I highly recommend googleing them, they're so cute. Like little fluff balls.

And then came the end of the beginning. The start.

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aesnawan · 3 years

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Tiny Grogu wearing the skin of his enemies

#will I ever post something that is not a doodle ever again?#doodle #grogu #baby yoda #the mandalorian fanart #the mandalorian #mandalorian #din djarin #star wars #star wars fanart #my art

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shirozora-draws · 3 years

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I had this great plan to take a break, a real break, and only worry about my fall semester art class for several weeks.... but

1) the neighbor is once again being a fucking bully about and hinting at legal action over the trees on the property and stressing me out so badly I needed a distraction,

2) the weather is finally looking and feeling more like fall which always triggers my hunger for non-drama kishotenketsu-style modern AUs,

3) I can't draw/post anything related to NaNo without spoiling everything but I wanna doodle dinluke??? how does this hyperfocused hyperfixated-on-one-AU-at-a-time asshole doodle dinluke without SPOILERS????

4) I wrote a 2.5 page plot treatment for a non-drama kishotenketsu-style modern AU in an all-human setting where Nevarro City sits toward the edge of the New Republic border, Chandrila and Coruscant and Naboo are either major cities or counties/territories within the New Republic, and Mandalore is a whole ass country,

5) what if I wrote TWO MORE FICS to close out the year????

6) please won't someone tell my brain to shut the fuck up how are we on our bullshit again it's been almost a year wHERE ARE YOU GETTING ALL THIS CREATIVE ENERGY FROM OMIGOD

So, y'know. Din Djarin works for Greef Karga's... *handwaves* company in Nevarro City but has a side gig doing food deliveries for Mythrol Deliveries because he adopted a kid out of a very complicated situation who named himself Grogu and kids are expensive af, and for 2 months he's been dropping off food from Tatooine Grill at the teeny tiny brownstone of a Phd student named Luke at unreasonable hours.

*whispers* This whole thing starts when Din notices the order he's picking up has two hot chocolates, and when he drops off the food Luke stops him and offers him the other hot chocolate as an apology of sorts.

Future doodles may involve Grogu in a froggie hoodie because that's what you do amirite.

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forever-rogue · 3 years

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With the razor crest destroyed, din no longer has that tiny closet(?) to sleep in. Imagine when grogu goes, din and you take a break and go to Naboo just to relax, process things and live in a villa retreat. He just cherishes you and loves you desperately like no other cos he can’t lose you too. You guys enjoy all the spaceand peace you have but can’t help missing the little green bean 🥺😭

Did someone say hurt & comfort hours? Because I believe that’s in order. Please enjoy. I am...crying. 🥺🥺

Din Djarin x Fem!Reader; warnings: S2 Finale Spoilers!

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"Din?" his name was soft - reverent - as you stirred from slumber. Stretching, you reached across the plush bed to reach for your riduur, but instead of his warm, soft body, you found nothing. Emptiness. Sighing lightly, you realized the sheets were long cold. Again.

Pulling the soft, plush blankets back, you slipped out of the bed. You pulled on your discarded robe before striding over to the balcony where you could see his exhausted frame. He was leaning over the stone railing, head hung low as he clasped his hands together, almost as if he was praying to something - anything.

Maybe he was. Maybe he was praying to Maker to keep him safe. You safe. To figure out everything that had happened in the last several weeks. Everything he had ever known and come to know was crumbling apart right in front of him. Except you; his rock, his partner, his everything.

Din Djarin had never been a religious man, not unless, of course, it was something to do with his creed. But even that was out the window now.

He had so many questions, and yet so few answers. All he had now was you. And it was enough, more than enough.

You grounded him, enveloped him in a sense of peace and warmth in the chaos that seemed to rule his life. He was sure you were the only thing between sanity and him giving up and becoming an unholy mess at the moment.

"Din," you whispered his name to keep from startling him. He remained silent, unmoving as you came up behind him, wrapping your arms his waist before resting your head on his shoulder, "my light and stars. You weren't in bed."

"Couldn't sleep," he murmured as he put a hand onto top of yours, the cool metal of his wedding band almost burning your skin as he offered a gentle squeeze to your hand. You mumbled something inaudible before pressing a few kisses to the bare golden skin of his shoulder.

"I know, Din," you said softly, "but you need to try and rest. You haven't slept much in weeks."

"Yes," you felt his shoulders slump as he exhaled slowly, "its just...its..."

"I know," you admitted quietly, "I know its hard right now. So hard. But it will be okay, he will be okay. This is not...this is not the end. We will see him again, Din. He is our son."

Your Mandalorian remained silent for a few moments, but you could hear his breathing grow ragged, and his inhales and exhales become more sporadic. It was quiet, only the soft sounds of the waves of the lake slapping into sand and the singing of songbirds could be heard. Eventually, you heard a few sniffles before feeling a few tears spill onto your hand.

"Shhh," you soothed him, stroking your thumb over the back of his hand. You hummed softly under your breath as you held him, wishing you could take his pain and hurt away. You were grieving too, the sorrow and pain ran deep, but you knew it wasn't forever. And right now you needed to he strong for him, for him and yourself, for Grogu.

"I'm..." he stopped himself as you kissed the back of his neck, squeezing him as tightly as possibly to let him know just how loved he was.

"Its okay, my love," you promised softly, "let it go, let it all out. Its not good to hold it all in."

And so he did. He let himself weep, to cry with reckless abandon as he turned around in your arms and engulfed you in his own, swallowing you up as he clung onto as though his life depended on it. Burrowing his face in the juncture of your neck and shoulder, you reached up and carded a hand through his dark curls. Rocking him back and forth softly, you rubbed his back in calming motions, and offered him tender words of reassurance, much as you would have done for your little one.

In that moment you radiated nothing but love onto him, trying to convey how much he meant to you, how he was the brightest star in your galaxy, how everything would be okay.

Eventually, his heart wrenching sobs turned to quiet sniffles, and after a time you were once again met with nothing but the tranquil stillness of nature.

Din pulled back from you, his large hands finding your face as he studied your features. Your hands went to his wrists as you held onto them gently. He leaned forward and pressed a small kiss to your forehead, "thank you mesh'la. I love you more than you will ever know."

"I love you too, Brown Eyes," you offered him a small smile as he eyes crinkled softly with the ghost of a smile, "you know I love you with all of my heart. You are everything to me, Din."

"I don't know what I'd do without you," he admitted softly as you pressed a kiss to his lips. He brought his hands down to your waist as you gently wiped away the remnants of his tears, "I can't lose you. Not after..."

"You didn't lose him, Din," you insisted, "this was what we knew might happen all along. The bond the two of you share is immeasurable. You will always find your back to each other. I swear it - and I will be by your side always. We’re a family, and that means no matter how great the distance or time, in the end we will always be together.”

"It hurts," he admitted with a shaky breath as you offered a nod in understanding, "when will it stop hurting? I don't want to feel like this forever. I thought it would get better.”

“I wish I had an answer for you,” you wrapped him back up in your touch, “it’s going to hurt, and that’s okay, it’s normal. But it won’t always be like this; it will get better and easier, but the most important thing is that you remember that what you did, the choice he made, was the right thing. You didn’t do anything bad or wrong, even though it might feel like that now.”

“I know,” he agreed with the smallest of smiles as he kissed the side of your, “this was my mission from the start....and he chose to reach out to the Jedi.”

“He did,” you concluded, “but that he doesn’t mean he didn’t want to be with you, or that he didn’t love you, or stop thinking of you as his father. He needs to do this for himself too.”

“You must think me foolish for getting so attached.”

“Never,” you promised sharply, turning his face so he was looking at you, “experiencing emotion is not a shameful thing. You loved - love - him, Din, and he feels the same. There is nothing wrong with opening your heart and loving. Look at us; did you ever think we’d end up here?”

“No,” he sniffled quietly as you laughed at the memory of your first encounter with Din Djarin, “you tried to blast me to pieces and then knocked me out.”

“I thought you were an intruder and I was trying to protect myself,” you insisted with a kiss to his cheek, “my point is that its okay to love and sometimes it is scary and daunting, but its okay. Love is...its everything. And with it, we’ll get through anything. You taught him so much and he did the same to you.”

“He did...before him, before you, I didn’t think I would ever...” he stopped and caught your gaze, his soft,dark eyes looking at with such intensity, but still so much vulnerability, “we’ll get him back. One day. And no matter how long it is, it doesn’t anything. We’ll always be aliit.”

“Exactly,” you agreed, scratching gently at his scalp as he keened into your touch, “family is everything, you know this. Besides, your story... his story is far from over. There is still much left to do in this life.”

“I think I’d like a long break first,” for the first time in weeks, since he’d made his tearful goodbye to Grogu, you hear him laugh. A genuine, warm, full bodied laugh. The sound was enough to make your heart warm and settle down in your chest. It was a beautiful sound that you had desperately missed, and hearing it was again set everything right in the galaxy. You hummed in agreement as you let him hold you and rested your head against his chest, “I’d like to spend some time alone with my riduur. To rest. To relax - to breathe.”

“We have all the time in the galaxy, Din,” you promised, “we can stay here as long as we want.”

“I like that,” he agreed, kissing the crown of your head, “besides, who knows what hellish adventure awaits whenever we decide to rejoin the world?”

“It’s never a dull day for Din Djarin, or should I say my Mand’alor?” you teased as you started to reached for his hands to pull him back inside so he could actually rest.

“Oh no,” he groaned jokingly, “please, not you too.”

“I jest,” you insisted as he let you pulled him inside, “if you’re the ruler of anything, you’re my King, Din. I am yours, always and forever.”

“I like the sound of that,” he sighed contentedly, “Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum.”

“Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum, Din.

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