#the mandocule

[theydjarin]

A continuation of Din Djarin's Facebook files

#the mandalorian #din djarin #boba fett #fennec shand #cobb vanth #paz vizsla #peli motto #greef karga #luke skywalker #migs mayfeld #omera #carson teva #i lowkey want to tag all the ships but I will not #the mandocule #grogu #long post #my stuff #cap's bespoke memes #star wars #din’s facebook files

[mykingdomforasong]

Luke: Sorry I'm late. I fell asleep in a sunbeam. Din: A likely story. Han: No, I've seen him do it. It's pretty adorable.

#skymandolo #skysolo #dinluke #dinhan #the mandocule #incorrect quotes

[ful-crum]

Pleasant Discoveries (The Mandocule; Fluff)

rated T || No Archive Warnings Apply || 4k

Din Djarin's face, as everyone came to realise, was exceptionally kissable. (Din shows his face to the people he cares about and gets smooched. A lot.)

Written for Mandocule May Mondays 2022. Features a lot of different ships, who all have one thing in common: they love Din Djarin. So, so much.

#the mandocule #the mandalorian #fanfiction #fandom: star wars #ship: dinluke #ship: dinhan #ship: dincobb #ship: dinmera #ship: bobadin #ful_crum's fics #ful_crum's rarepairs

[jebiknights]

What are your top five "they either would or should put 'It's Complicated' as their relationship status" ships for Star Wars?

iofjgdfijs OH GOD I feel like a lot of my ships would do that but hmm my top??

(in no specific order tho)

Quinlan/Obi-Wan: this one may seem weird as an "it's complicated" but I think that Quinlan and Obi-Wan probably live in this weird in between world of "we are madly in love with each other" and "we are platonic soulmates/heterosexual life partners" (like the trope not that either of them are straight lol). They're exclusive and they're open. They keep falling in love with pretty girls who could murder them. They have semi-successfully co-parented two children together into knighthood.

Rex/Ventress: oh man I have been thinking about this ship in the back of my mind since you first starting sharing those "romance protag" videos dfijssiths. they are mortal enemies they are allies of circumstance they are both being held back by their lives even when they are feeling like they are doing the right thing they are also probably making out in the middle of a hostage situation when ventress is supposed to be interrogating rex and they are both angry about it afterwards.

Mandocule: (mainly thinking of Boba/Din/Fennec/Luke/sometimes Cobb but others too) I think polycules always make things a little complicated (I say as a polyam person) but especially when you have like... several bounty hunters, two of which turned community leaders, a former son of a "smuggler"/rebel turned Jedi, and a former slave turned sheriff, and it just gets... so chaotic. Especially when you consider the amount of trauma, daddy issues, mommy issues, and more this group has collectively, and they are all trying to co-parent a baby jedi who is older than the majority of them. All of them are probably wanted criminals on at least one planet.

Cody/Anakin: while I do think that they could have an actual "we talked it out" relationship, I think what is almost more likely for them specifically is that... lmao they wouldn't. They are both kinda sleeping with a superior/subordinate. They are butting heads all the time but kind of obsessed with each other. They would kill for each other but also might team up to kill Obi-Wan because he is driving them nuts. They both have extreme little brother energy and have both been usurped by a babier sibling that they are suddenly in charge of (Rex and Ahsoka). They both are a lot deeper than they give the other credit for, and they probably only really figure this out after they've already started fucking.

Padme/Sabe: I wasn't going to put this one on the list originally but the more I thought about it the more I realized it is up there even though I don't talk about it often. It's got so much good potential for juicy undefined tropes. Sabe is literally Padme's bodyguard/knight to her Queen, even moreso than Anakin is. She is hopelessly devoted to her and would do anything for her, and Padme is the same back but is also the one actually in a position of power and is extremely important to society. They're in love and have probably been in love since they were kids, even if Padme marries Anakin. And Duty would hold them back in a way it wouldn't for a lot of other ships in star wars. Their love is always there in the background!

this took me way too long to do but it was so much fun thank u nixy

#the problem is so many of my fave its complicated ships are either polycules or situationally complicated #so tried to reflect ones i almost always see as complicated lol #asks #phoenixyfriend #so if this ends up in the tags but i wanna tag for organizational purposes later on #also no there arent any clone ships on here bc tbh the way i view clone dating culture involves a lot of unspoken rules #and just works a bit different than natborn dating culture since they were raised to die yaknow #much more cest la vie and live for the moment #codykin #codakin #rextress #quinobi #obiquin #mandocule #padme/sabe #sabe/padme

[captainkappa]

Fanfic:: Rescue

My first fic for @mandocule-may-mondays! I honestly wasn’t planning on doing this prompt, but I got suddenly inspired!

So here’s some Din/Cobb/Omera hurt/comfort! Huge thanks to @themarshalstale for betaing!

Link to AO3

-=-=-=-

“Someone’s gonna pay ransom for this?”

It’s the first thing Cobb hears when he finally comes to. It’s unfortunately not his first time waking up disoriented and sore, so he knows to keep his eyes shut. At least the beings are speaking Huttese, a language he knows.

A second voice speaks, “Yeah, boss said there’s a bidding war already, so no more roughin’ him up.”

Someone shoves his right shoulder, lighting up his whole body with pain. It’s easy to pretend to be limp.

There are footsteps away from him, voices drifting as they talk about prices and buyers already lined up. He waits for the hiss of the door shutting before letting a groan eek from his lips.

He squints open his eyes, opening them fully when the lights don’t give him a headache immediately. Hopefully, that means no concussion.

He looks around. He’s tied to a chair, arms behind the back, his feet tied to the legs. It looks like any room on Tatooine, dust and sand cling to the corners, the walls are hewn from the rock, furniture that’s third-hand at the best. Nothing in here to indicate who has him.

He’s lost track of the people he’s pissed off anyway, so he lets go of the “who” question and focuses on how he’s going to get out of here.

Memories come in fits and starts as he starts pulling at his bindings. Din had left for Sorgan yesterday, promising to tell Omera hello from Cobb. Issa had returned from Mos Eisley that evening, leaving his pining to a minimum. They shared a bottle of spotchka on the porch and then blaster fire exploded out of nowhere before everything got hazy.

He hopes Issa got out safely.

Cobb grunts in pain as he tries pulling at his bindings again, only aggravating the old injury to his shoulder. Something wet trickles down his fingers and he can only hope he isn’t bleeding elsewhere.

He’s about to try and see if he can loosen the bonds on his feet when the door opens. Before he can pretend to be unconscious again, a person comes flying through the partially open door. He flinches at the sudden loud noises, shouts and blaster fire fill the room, even if he can’t see past the door.

A silhouette fills the doorway, all gleaming armor and familiar lines. He stares as Din, silhouetted, pulls out the dark saber, its otherworldly hum flooding Cobb’s senses.

He must black out for a second because suddenly, the sounds of fighting are gone and there’s a woman in front of him. He blinks, and it takes him a while to place her face, not used to seeing her in armor.

“Omera? Wha-” he croaks, immediately coughing as his dry throat seizes up.

A flask appears in front of him and he grabs it – his hands having been cut free at some point – and he drinks greedily, some of it spilling out of his mouth and down his throat.

Everything feels a little more grounded with the water in him. Omera’s features turn clearer, the slope of her cheeks, her braid in disarray, the armor she’s wearing, blaster at her hip.

“What are you doing here?” he manages to ask.

“Freetown called Din as soon as you were taken. You- you were going to be ransomed off. I wanted to come with.”

He feels a tugging at his leg and looks down, realizing Din is knelt at his feet, a bottle of bacta spray beside him as he cuts away Cobb’s pant leg. He hadn’t even realized his leg needed medical attention. Din glances up at him, but quickly returns his attention back down.

He looks back to Omera. “Are they okay? Is Freetown okay?”

She nods. “Yes, you were the only target.”

He’s still taking everything in when Omera lets out a shaky breath and he realizes she’s crying, her body shuddering beside him.

“Thank the gods you’re okay,” she whispers.

Before he can comment, Omera takes the back of his head in one hand and pulls him in close. He stills as her lips brush his hairline. His eyes flutter shut, one part out of exhaustion, one part how it feels like her lips have a direct connection to his heart. He feels warmer, more himself.

The feeling goes away as he feels her freeze against him.

“Cobb, I’m sorry, I-”

He holds up a hand, throat now thick with something else.

He doesn’t remember much of how he got here, but he does remember how Din chose Sorgan for Cobb’s first trip off planet; Omera’s kindness as she showed him the krill farms for the first time, her laughter at his jokes, how Din stared at the two of them with open want even thought the helmet. He remembers promises to show her and Winta around Tatooine, how Winta couldn’t fathom the idea of endless deserts and their laughter over her indignation. He remembers how the two of them ogled at Din, laughing at the similarities of how they both fell for him.

“No apologies,” he says. His hand gropes at her side, until he finds her hand. The kiss he presses to her knuckles isn’t perfect, but he’s amazed he’s still conscious, so he’ll take it.

Din stands up and Cobb suddenly realizes those first kisses had an audience. But Din doesn’t look uncomfortable, the lines of his armor reading more of contentment than stress.

“We should head out. We all need to rest.”

He holds out a hand, which Cobb takes. Din helps him up slowly, not risking lightheadedness or wobbly knees. He leans heavily against Din’s armor, which is still warm from the heat of battle. Cobb’s heart suddenly feels like it’s going to overflow, so he leans the side of his head against Din’s. Din stills for a moment before tightening his grip on Cobb’s shoulders, pressing back against his forehead in a gesture Cobb is definitely familiar with.

“Let’s get you out of here,” Din says quietly.

Omera comes on the other side of Cobb to steady him, and Cobb hasn’t felt this safe in decades.

#dincobbomera #dincobb #mandomera #cobbomera #Mandocule May Mondays 2022 #kappa writes #my fanfic

[werewolf-in-sweaters]

I need more mandocule in my life. it actually exists (just in a very tiny part of tumblr) we need to rally and make this a bigger thing

#mandocule #the mandalorian #din x luke #boba x din #boba x luke #boba fett #luke skywalker

[lizardwritesao3]

Rating: Teen & Up Audiences

Archive Warning: None

Relationships: Din Djarin/Omera/Cobb Vanth/Paz Vizsla, Din Djarin/Omera, Din Djarin/Cobb Vanth, Din Djarin/Paz Vizsla, Omera/Cobb Vanth, Cobb Vanth & Paz Vizsla, Omera & Paz Vizsla

Tags: Polyamory, Sickfic, First Kiss, Found Family, Touch-Starved, Hurt/Comfort, trans ace Din, trans Cobb, trans Omera, genderfluid Paz, Complicated Relationships, past Paz/Din, Queerplatonic Relationships, platonic marriage, POV Din Djarin, POV Multiple, Polyamory Negotiations, Character Study, Canon-Typical Violence, brief slavery mentions pertaining to Cobb's past, spice runners but no drug use, Developing Relationship, canon compliant to the end of Mando s2, food as a love language, there's some plot and action in here but it's mostly kinda slice of life dev, i have taken many liberties with canon

Summary: This is going to be a long fic, as in, "I intended to write a few drabbles and now it's somehow 90,000 words" long. This fic is already written and new chapters will be uploaded each weekday of May. Not the best upload schedule, but it was written for a monthly event, and a once-a-week upload schedule would take way longer.

There’s some BOBF spoilers/references in here, and it's set post-show, but tbh you probably won’t be able to tell canon from headcanon unless you’ve seen the show and know the difference already. Boba, Fennec, the Armorer, and Luke Skywalker make brief appearances in a few scenes.

Anyway this is just me in denial of Paz’s BOBF characterization and the fact that Cobb and Omera have only existed for like 15 minutes total in live action. Welcome to my immense amount of headcanons! The majority of this fic is from Din's POV, but there's also a few chapters each from Paz's, Omera's, and Cobb's POV.

I believe I've tagged everything, but let me know if I missed something.

#my fic #mandocule may mondays 2022 #din djarin #paz vizsla #cobb vanth #omera #grogu #winta #taanti #two's company

[steine-druff]

Pleasant Discoveries (4k, T)

Din Djarin's face, as everyone came to realise, was exceptionally kissable. (Din shows his face to the people he cares about and gets smooched. A lot.)

"But the trouble was that Din loved to be touched, despite the fact that he had no idea how to touch someone else.

He remembered the physical sensations from someone else’s hands on his face, hands that weren’t his own – his mother’s, calloused yet gentle; his father’s, soft and warm; his friend’s, accidentally smacking him in the face while playing; hands that prefaced a clumsy and awkward kiss from his friend from school, gone before he had realised what had happened."

#mandocule may mondays 2022 #hi i usually never post my fics here but. i quite like this one and i figured why not!!!! #this took way too long to write so i think this will be my only contrubution to the event but ya know. better than nothing!!!! #god im so burnt out i need a Break

[smileytiger28]

thoughts on mando s3 (or at least, all the ones i can remember)

migs mayfeld erasure (this is about the only time he took of the mask being w grogu. i understand the narrative reason behind it, and i'm glad he's not in the season bc i need him imprisoned in my head only, but still)

diversity win! jack black and lizzo are married and equally ditzy! (on a more serious note, i like that this couple forgoes both the ditzy-woman trope and the het-facing relationship wherein the man is dumb and the woman holds everything together.) they're both probably smarter than they seem but they are having a jolly old time being ditzes together and making heart-eyes at each other. that coupling + lizzo knighting grogu makes the whole season worth it.

the "din grogu" twist is confusing because??? what about pas viszla, whose last and family name is obviously viszla??? is this a not paying attention to canon moment or do initiates take the first name of their fathers???

i can't believe they girlbossified bo-katan. i never saw TCW so when i met bo-katan in mando s1 i hated her, then i read a tumblr post about how much of a failure she is so i fell in love with her, and now they tried to make her be a genuinely good leader and not an extremist/hypocrite etc? like i'm all for character growth but When Did That Happen? also they were foreshadowing Din being a political leader with the whole "bo-katan doesn't know how to communicate properly with the ugnaughts while Din does showing how din is best at foreign relations while bo-katan wants to shoot first and ask questions later" what happened to that?

speaking of bo-katan i'm glad the darksaber is out of din's hands so he can live his best life with the mandocule <3

#star wars #tiger roars 🐯

[panic-in-the-firstdraft]

this is this mandocule shit yall talk about, right?

#star wars #the mandalorian #din djarin #boba fett #han solo #mandocule

[solosclark]

luke skywalker except he’s sitting alone on a couch surrounded by mandalorians, i think you know what picture im talking about 🤔

that was a wedding photo oh him and his husbands excuse you AHAHAHA

tho there must be a video of him with all of them hidden somewhere... sent only in the Husbands groupchat for them to watch when they're outworld/away from luke and they miss him 🤭

#luke mandalorian harem #mandocule #dinluke #bobaluke #pazluke #idk any other mandalorian you ship him with #bobalukedin #mars txt #sorry late answer i was travelling

[theydjarin]

#the mandalorian #boba fett #din djarin #fennec shand #cobb vanth #grogu #the mandocule #team tatooine

[mykingdomforasong]

Baker AU / holiday fic 😇 for whoever you want

Reductress put out an article recently headlined "I'm a hot small town baker, and I simply don't have enough cum in me to fuck all you corporate lawyers this season."

And anyway, that's the premise of this. Rating: M

Relationships: Mandocule (not yet established), mostly dinluke with hints to skysolo and dincobb, as well as references to bobadin and dinfennec.

Other tags: human baby Grogu, Din being a little slutty, unrealistic Hallmark-eque small towns.

~

Din had spent years perfecting his Christmas eclairs. He piped out the batter onto a baking sheet, carefully making uniform Christmas tree shapes. A little less than thirty minutes later, he had idilic, golden brown and puffed up trees.

He filled his piping bag with pastry cream and pushed the tip into the trunk of the tree. He filled it slowly, before sliding the bag out and moving to the next one.

He was on his fifth when he heard the bell ring. Din stepped to the side, glancing from the kitchen to the front of the bakery.

"We're sold out of everything for today, but you could place an order for tomorrow," he yelled, eyes still fixed on the tree in his hand.

"I just stopped by to see you," the customer said. Well, not a customer at all really. It was Luke, one of the many city-slicker types who'd blown into town for the holidays. North Pole in Nevarro County was a charming, small, and overwhelmingly Christmas-themed town. It tended to attract the overworked, overtired, lawyer types this time of year. And this year, they had all found their way through Din's door.

He'd had more dates in the last month than in the last two years. It was good for his ego, and, since they were all wealthier than he was, good for his stomach too. But they were all starting to wear him down.

It was hard to complain about Luke, though. After one date and two glasses of wine, Din found himself in positions he didn't know his body could get into anymore, getting his insides all kinds of rearranged before the holidays.

The piping bag was squeezed thin; Din struggled to get the last few good drops into the soft pocket of the pastry. When he finally gave up, he put both down on his work station, resigned to refilling the bag when he was done with Luke.

"What can I do for you?" Din asked.

"Well," Luke said, leaning on the empty glass display case, "I seem to be the only Jewish person around, so I thought I'd throw a little Hanukkah party over at mine and Han's."

Han. He was another one. More fun on a date than Luke, but a surprisingly bratty bottom, which only turned on Din so much.

"When?" Din asked.

"This Saturday. Only one night, not all eight," Luke said smiling. "I might be looking to place a big order for it."

"Sounds great," Din said. Luke smiled and leaned up on the counter, looking for a kiss. Most years, he only got kissed if he got stuck under mistletoe. But this year, all kinds of people seemed eager to kiss him.

When Luke left, Din finished off his eclairs, coating them in a white chocolate ganache dyed a bright green. Some red candies finished the whole picture. Din slid them into the fridge for the morning, before finally turning to leave.

He had a date.

~

Luke was a public defender; Han had been making big money in criminal defense, but was drawn to public service by Luke (Din still hadn't exactly figured out their relationship yet). And then there was Boba, a fierce corporate lawyer with some fancy car. And Fennec who was a divorce lawyer because "I like bing involved in other people's arguments." Not to mention Cobb, a long time friend and fuck buddy from a few towns over who worked in small claims and traffic courts as a judge.

He wasn't sure what he'd put in the pastries this year that had lawyers flocking to him, but he was struggling to keep up. He'd learned a long time ago you could only put so much pastry cream in the eclair before it just fell apart.

Din hummed their names to himself as he drove home to the tune of Mambo Number Five.

Din grabbed the box of cannolis off his passenger seat as he headed inside.

Sure, he'd still go to Luke's for Hanukkah, and see Fennec again on Boxing Day. Han would probably steal him away for something salacious in the ally behind the bakery. And Cobb had already started delivering on an Advent Calendar of naughty pictures.

But none of that mattered now. This was the date he'd waited all year for.

Grogu was just starting on solid foods, and Din couldn't help but take a thousand photos or so of the way his big eyes got bigger as he tasted the sweet ricotta filling of the cannoli. Din had meant for him only to try the filling, but, overwhelmed with longing, Grogu reached out with his little baby hands and gripped the whole thing, crushing the shell. Din laughed as Grogu fought with all his might to lick his hands clean before Dad could get in with a wet towel.

"I'll bring home just the filling tomorrow, then," he said. Grogu made a happy noise, like he understood.

When the pastry and baby were all clean, Din got him into his outfit. It was a green and white stripped elf costume, featuring a hat with pointy elf ears. Once Grogu was throughly bundled, they headed out to the winter village.

Santa was easy to find, and Grogu was so brave sitting on his lap for a picture. He didn't have any words in his vocabulary to answer Santa's questions, but they got a good photo anyway. Grogu's smile was as big as Santa's, as Din crouched down by the arm rest, a reassuring hand on Grogu's back.

The bakery (and his collection of lawyers) kept him busy most days, but when Grogu came into his life, he promised his boy he'd always find time for him. Din picked Grogu up, and held him tight to his chest. Grogu had come with him on a few dates when babysitters fell through, charming Dad's new friends. He even was kind enough to sleep solidly through the night when Cobb stayed over. They were a team, the two of them, and where ever Din went, Grogu would go too.

Din picked up the photo prints and a paper frame that read "Baby's First Christmas!"

Grogu reached for the paper, but Din held it just out of reach, letting him look.

"Did you like Santa, buddy?" Grogu babbled something as Din kissed his little forehead. "Yeah, me too."

~

((Also I do not know how to make an eclair, and all the research I did I got from a Try Guys video. I do not know if you can make them shaped like Christmas trees, and frankly I don't care.))

#the mandocule #din djarin #luke skywalker #grogu #dinluke #my writing

[sonnynewts]

yeah migs why don’t you 😳 don’t look at me i had to draw them as a stupid text exchange between my friends to recover from reading Smoke Signals so yall get to see that also some cuddles because *ow*

#dinfeld #migs mayfeld #din djarin #goofs #the mandalorian #star wars #no we're not going to talk about how the tags suggestion #led me down the path of evil spelling errors for months at a time #anyway that fic hurt in the best way #good job @mandocule

[jebiknights]

someone: tries to talk mandalorian ships to me

me, immediately: hi yes i think fennec shand should peg luke skywalker-

#i am a mandocule shipper but not for dinluke i think thats kinda boring at this point i like shoving din luke fennec and boba into a room #and shaking them up like im rolling dice #and see what pops out #comm chatter #nsft

[wiglafff]

I’m not even involved in this fandom fffdsdfsddf @mykingdomforasong @mandocule

#mandocule #the mandelorian