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demigoddessqueens · 10 months
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*me, at the Trope™️ store
The reluctant father figure who adopts a scruffy child?
Yes I would like some more please 🙏
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cevans-is-classic · 2 months
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Din Djarin: *does something.*
Grogu: *does the same thing but smaller*
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dawnsing · 10 months
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knight of the flowers, knight of the child. stay in my garden, safe and sound.
(inspired by the knight of the flowers, 1894)
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midnightdjarin · 7 months
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lovesdjarin · 11 months
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maybe i'm forgetting someone sorry
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lady-charinette · 19 days
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The first few weeks Din had the little green womp rat on his ship, the little bugger kept waking him up in the middle of the night
Din was a bounty hunter, a Mandalorian, he was no stranger to his ship being raided or having to be a light sleeper in anticipation of sneak attacks during the night.
In was in their blood.
What he wasn't prepared for was the little green monster the size of a porg to be body slamming him in the middle of the night.
Din slept with his blaster, there could've been serious casualties.
After the ninth time his sleep had been disturbed, Din grabbed the creature. "What? Why do you keep doing this, you little womp rat?"
It's ears lowered to the sides of his head, making a keening sound unlike a young foundling in need of attention.
Din observed him quietly, setting him down on his lap. "Don't tell me you're scared of sleeping up there?" he glanced at the overhanging cot, confused.
It was made of durable leather and skins, it had enough space for the little green monster, so why was it so scared?
The green porg whimpered again and his small hands wrapped around Din's shirt, trembling slightly.
He didn't understand its language, but Din did understand its intentions.
It was scared.
With a heavy defeated sigh, Din fell back on his bed, if one could call the slab of collapsible ship wall covered by a blanket a bed, and closed his eyes.
He felt tiny hands grab at him and push a little body upward, until the creature nestled itself into the crook of his arm and chest.
With a gesture Din convinced himself was either instinctual or accidental, his free hand rested protectively over the boy, feeling its body relax under his weight.
Din settled back into a light sleep, mildly aware of the tiny face nuzzling deeper into his chest.
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the-djarin-clan · 1 year
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Dad Pedro
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sandrasaid · 1 year
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din: he challenges.
the judge: he is too small.
din: did i stutter.
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heartistii · 1 year
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father-son bonding time <3
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peterpparkrr · 1 year
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Starlight (pt. 1)
Series: Starlight
Pairing: Din Djarin x F!Reader
Summary: A Mandalorian and a Jedi. Din Djarin needs a Jedi to train the child. The Jedi is surprised to discover that she is not alone in the universe. 
A/N: s3 means new Mandalorian thoughts!
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Your life had been a lonely one. But it was the isolation that kept you safe.
You often wondered if you shouldn’t be trying harder to look for other survivors, but every time you tried to reach out through the force you just felt… nothing. 
The Jedi were gone. 
And so it was safer for you to stay out here on your own little planet by yourself, where you knew no one would find you. 
Until one day you heard the sound of twigs snapping under boots in the woods outside.
You moved to the window, silently watching as a figure stepped out of the trees.
“A Mandalorian,” You muttered to yourself as you stood up and walked over to your doorway.
You hadn’t seen a true Mandalorian in the flesh before. And you hadn’t seen armored men since you were a child. Since your master’s Battalion had turned on you. 
“I will give you a chance to leave here with your life, Mandalorian,” You state loudly as you step out of your hut and into the clearing in front of your home. 
“I am not here to-”
“-You need to leave,” You told the stranger before igniting your lightsaber with a familiar buzz, “Now.” 
You attacked without a moment of hesitation, hoping to capture the element of surprise against your larger opponent.
You’d been alone for a long time. But that hadn’t meant you’d given up training. 
Even with no master to guide you you’d worked hard to excel at your skills and had done your best to continue your training. Your master had always teased you for being a teacher’s pet. Though the end goal was no longer clear. You wouldn’t be a Jedi master.
The Jedi were well and truly gone.
But you would always be able to protect yourself.
As you swiped your lightsaber against the Mandalorian’s chest you were certain that this fight was already over. But your saber glanced off the armor in a way that made you second-guess yourself. 
Maker. Mandalorian armor was made of Beskar, wasn’t it?
That’s when you felt it. You all but dropped your lightsaber as you whipped around. 
A youngling? Here?
It only took you a few short strides before you were in front of the open cradle. Big, green ears were the first thing you saw, shortly followed by huge eyes that stared up at you. You plucked the child out of it’s cradle without a second thought. 
“How…”
You hadn’t felt this feeling in years. 
But his voice was clear inside your mind as he communicated with you.
Friends. Promise.
“You? You brought him here?” You asked the Mandalorian curiously.
“Yes,” The Mandalorian replies. Seemingly accepting your sudden change of mind as your eyes moved back to the small creature in your hands.
“We’ve been searching the galaxy for someone who can help him, who can teach him how to use his powers,” He says.
You hum quietly as your eyes bore into the child’s
What’s your name?
Grogu. 
This is my papa. People call him Mando.
You tell both of them your name aloud as you grin down at the boy.
The Mandalorian. Mando. Merely stares at you, his helmet impermeable. 
“You’re a Jedi.”
“Depends on your definition,” You reply. “The Jedi were killed in a genocide when the Empire seized power. The few who survived were hunted down and killed under the Empire’s regime.”
“My master kept us hidden from the Empire for years. She trained me here, under the radar of the Empire,” You explain. “She died a few years ago fighting with the rebellion.”
“But why does a Mandalorian have a force-sensitive foundling? I would have thought you’d have killed him the moment you found out what he was,” You ask quietly. 
“Why?” The Mandalorian asks you, his helmet cocked.
“Well, the two don’t usually get along. The Jedi-Mandalorian War? It ravaged Mandalore. Prior to the Empire. Jedi-Mandalorian relations have been pretty tense ever since,” You explain.
“I was a foundling, my covert left many gaps in the Mandalorian history they taught us,” He replies.
“How did you find each other?”
Saved me.
“I was- am a bounty hunter, he was a quarry,” Mando tells you, you can hear the slight tinge of shame in his tone. 
“I’ve taken him as a foundling, it’s Mandalorian creed,” Mando continues. “I’m duty-bound to either reunite him with his kind or raise him until he’s of age.”
“So… you want to dump him off here with me?” You ask, “I’m his kind?”
“How did you even find me?” 
“A trader on the next planet over told me I might find you here, that there were rumors years ago about a Jedi. Stories. But the child — Grogu — got excited as we entered the atmosphere and I assumed that meant we were close.”
“I’ll… I’d like to visit, I can bring you supplies, whatever you need,” Mando offers. “I don’t want to leave him. But I can’t train him to control his powers.”
“Alright,” You finally reply with a nod. You can’t help but wonder if this is really a good idea, but Grogu reminds you of yourself in those early years of the Empire’s reign. And you hate to admit it, but their sudden appearance makes it clear that you’ve been lonely. Two stranger’s appearing at your doorstep has made you more excited than anything has for the last five years. And maybe even longer.
You watched from your doorstep as the pair said their goodbyes. Despite knowing they weren’t saying goodbye forever it was clear they were both taking this separation hard. You turned away in an effort to give them some semblance of privacy, even though their emotions were flowing off them both like ocean waves breaking against a cliff.
“We’ll see you soon,” You tell the Mandalorian when he hands Grogu to you. “May the force be with you, Mando.”
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“You miss him,” You tell Mando plainly. 
Every few weeks the Mandalorian would come visit, and spend hours with Grogu while you quietly watched. Sometimes you’d all sit together, Grogu was always eager to show Mando what he had learned, or you’d share with Mando what you’d learned from Grogu about his past, what he couldn’t communicate with his father. 
And they’d say a heartfelt, private goodbye before you’d bid Mando farewell and good luck.
You and Grogu both knew that you were always waiting for the Mandaloran’s next visit. It was only natural, you told yourself. It was a routine. And it was only natural that you latch on to it.
But now it was causing a block in your training. 
“When you’re gone, you miss him, I can feel it, even without trying,” You continue when Mando doesn’t reply. You’ve grown used to that too with his visits. He’s a man of few words. You’ve often wondered if it’s a result of the helmet he wears at all times, or a convenient excuse provided by the helmet to a naturally shy man. 
“Grogu’s the same way when you leave,” You add gently. “I’m a poor substitute for you. And I make him work which he doesn’t like.”
“That’s not true,” Mando protests. “He likes you. I can tell.”
“It’s creating a block. He can’t truly push through his fears when he’s so focused on his attachment to you,” You try to explain to him. You know that he doesn’t understand the force or the way that it works. Whenever you try and explain what you’re teaching Grogu he nods, but you can tell he has many questions. 
You’d be happy to explain what he finds confusing, but he never voices the questions and it’s hard to describe what is often so indescribable about the ways of the force to someone who has no experience with it.
“You want me to stop visiting,” Mando says after a moment.
“No! No, of course not,” You reply quickly. You could never, 
It would seem so impossibly cruel to separate the two. Even though they are not bound by blood. The father and son are inseparable and care for one another more than you’ve ever seen two people bound to one another.
“I think you should take us with you,” You tell him. “Wherever it is you’re going next.”
“My work is dangerous,” He reminds you. 
You know that. You’ve been thinking about this for weeks. Since before his last visit. You know the threats posed to you out in the world. Especially in the sectors of the outer rim where Mando does most of his work. But you’ve weighed the dangers. It’s what’s best for all of you. The risks are worth it.
“You’ve been safe here, protected from the world for a long time, haven’t you?” Mando says.
“I have,” You reply. “But I’m tired of hiding. And I can certainly protect myself and Grogu.”
“Okay,” Mando replies with a nod. 
You’re eyes widen slightly as you study the visor of Mando’s helmet. You hadn’t expected him to acquiesce so quickly. You’d had all sorts of other arguments prepared. Answers to all the potential concerns and questions he might have. 
But you should have realized he wouldn’t protest. He missed his child. His foundling. Of course he would take you with him. 
“You tell Grogu, I’ll pack our things,” You reply with a smile as you stand from your seat and turn back to your small cabin, already cataloging all of the belongings you have, and what you’ll be able to travel with.
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demigoddessqueens · 1 year
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Hear me freaking out about these shots until season 4
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livyjh · 1 year
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NO SPOILERS
But the Mando finale????? Oh my god. Oh my god!!! Do you know how many fanfic opportunities this will open up?!?!
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I just know mando x reader fic writers are CRYING that his family name is Din and his individual name is Djarin (including me)
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midnightdjarin · 10 months
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I will laugh at these scenes until the day I die din is such a toddler dad
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dawnsing · 1 year
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“haha look ad’ika, buir can do jedi magic like you too”
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wisefoxluminary · 1 year
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My predictions for The Mandalorian Season 3 finale
We will see Din unmasked in two instances in this episode. When he is being tortured by Moff Gideon and at the end, when he has the wine with Bo.
Bo and Grogu will go to Tatooine to get Boba Fett's aid in rescuing Din. He sends his own personal fleet to help.
Grogu will use his powers to tame the Mythosaur and ride it into battle. I think this has been foreshadowed a lot in season three as Grogu has a fascination with creatures and received the beskar pauldron with the Mythosaur symbol from the Armourer.
Boba Fett will help Grogu in doing so as he has experience with taming the rancor.
Din is being tortured by Moff and his imperial forces through the mind flayer. Moff taunts him about his allegience to Bo, but Din stands his ground and defends her honour. Bo and her Mandalorian army storm the headquarters.
Bo and Din have an intense fight as Din has been brainwashed and is out of his mind. Bo brings him back to earth by giving him a keldabe kiss, cementing the start of their relationship. She gives him back his helmet and the two have a one way fight with Moff Gideon. Bo Katan using her darksaber in a duel against him. Din gets his moment to shine and fights the praetorian guards.
Before Bo is forced to surrender to Gideon once again, Grogu atop the Mythosaur bursts into the imperial cruiser as the creature eats him alive.
The Mandalorians will become victorious over the imperial remnant and take back the planet.
The tribes celebrate retaking Mandalore as Din and Bo share a drink of the Coruscant wine. Din takes off his helmet as he fully trusts her. The two vow to rule Mandalore together.
The post credits scene will tease Grand Admiral Thrawn's arrival and directly set up Ahsoka.
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