#whoops it’s been two years

[dressedwonderfully]

Joanna Vanderham as Pamela Luscombe in Dancing On The Edge

#whoops it’s been two years #well I guess im back now #with questionable photoshop skills #and commentary #joanna vanderham #pamela luscombe #dancing on the edge

[loppiopio]

just some 🥥 related sillies i've made for that fic we all know.

#durarara #izaya orihara #shizuo heiwajima #shizaya #a cheap imitation #i made a thing #i've been holding off on posting these here for so long whoops #i'm so shy... check out my lemonade guys #i've been very motivated to make various things for this fic as a result of this book club i've been hosting for my friends #i actually made the first image (not the video) like two years ago? #back around when i first read the fic and started being annoying about it to my friends #never posted it though because the shizuo i drew was ugly!!! #and the shizuo i drew for the second image this time around is still ugly!! unfortunately :( #well anyways if it isn't clear the images are both for chapter 19 while the video is for chapters 28 to 29 and a little bit of 30 lol #also i know izaya's actual problem isn't fucking shizuo but kissing him lol but it was funnier to keep it like this #you can check out more of this deranged behaviour over at my twitter of the same name #i know not everyone wants to go there though especially with the current situation... #so i'll try to bring over the more memorable stuff to post in batches over here which i think is the stuff i did any art for #since i've made a lot of multimedia type things dedicated to particular chapters as “marketing” for my friends #but i'm not sure they'll make much sense out of context so #my plan is to compile all of everything i've made for the fic during the book club into a powerpoint that i'll try to keep for posterity #because ngl i feel i went kinda hard with certain things that maybe only two people will appreciate #but i'll do it for those two people out there #also it's a whole book club for aci!! #*i'd* want to see what some random people have been up to with a book club for this fic #be the change you want to see in the world #side note i wonder if having so many fucking tags on your own post is a bad look... #idk it's so much clutter but i have too many things to say!! #i look back at my own previous tags and i physically can't bring myself to read them ahhhh #i hope anyone's enjoying them anyways

[noyzinerd]

In order for Derek to have a teenaged son, he also had to have been the father of a toddler at one point.

This means when it's time to roll out to disband a rogue hunter ring, and they get into Derek's newest, badass muscle car with the tinted windows, and Derek dons his sunglasses and says gruffly "They don't know who they're dealing with", that the moment he turns on his car, the Paw Patrol soundtrack immediately blasts from the speakers at full volume.

Or that, once in a while, the pack will hear Derek mindlessly humming a song that's gotten stuck in his head from countless repetitions every single day (because "Again, 'gen, 'gen, Dada! P'ay 'gen!"). And at some point Stiles, being fluent in memes and internet culture, is the only one to recognize the tune and ask "Wait, are you humming Baby Shark?"

And if you think Derek's control was solid before, that's NOTHING compared to the zen master level of composure he has now. When the hunters manage to capture Derek and Stiles and attempt to make Derek turn, they don't realize that, yeah, those sticks with the sonic pinging sound are loud and annoying, but have you ever had to deal with the demonic bat screeches of a 2-year-old for 4 hours that first night after he's not allowed to sleep with his pacifier anymore?

And, sure, being electrocuted loosens a werewolf's grasp on the shift a little bit, but have you ever had to hold back a shift because your child is having a complete meltdown in the middle of a Costco because his sock feels a little funny, and even though you fixed the problem, the ordeal happening at all was traumatic enough for him that it required rolling around on the ground, an additional 7 minutes of screaming, and an attempt to throw eggs out of the cart?

And the "torture" is laughable. Okay, wolfsbane makes you weak and lethargic and makes your skin burn and makes it hard to breathe and makes you throw up black goo, BUT have you ever had a random little girl throw sand in your kid's face, making him cry, and then, after telling her "No! We don't throw sand!", have to deal with an indignant mother yelling in your face because "You do NOT tell my daughter what to do! She is NOT your child and should NOT have to grow up in a world where any man can demand things from her!"?

You want to talk about torture, do you have any idea what 2-Year Sleep Regression is? Do you have any idea what it's like to wake up at 3AM to shrieking and then deal with a cranky toddler that refuses to take a nap, all of this FOR 6 WEEKS STRAIGHT?

Or how about when your 3-year-old has a tantrum because he asked for strawberries and when you give him strawberries you find out he actually meant blueberries but when you get him the blueberries, he has an even bigger tantrum because how DARE you put away the strawberries he didn't want in the first place?

There is a visible moment in which the hunters question whether or not they've made a mistake and accidentally captured two humans.

And after the two of them manage to get out of that mess and back to relative safety, Derek notices a cut on Stiles arm.

Stiles has to bite back a laugh when Derek, without even realizing he's doing it, sticks a Lightning McQueen bandaid on Stiles' cut before kissing his boo-boo better.

#sterek #teen wolf #stiles stilinski #derek hale #mieczysław stiles stilinski #tyler hoechlin #dylan o'brien #eli hale #Also Derek making Stiles a sandwich and instinctively cutting off the crust #I guess I should explain that my headcanon is that Derek had Eli during his time in South America during the later seasons #And he wasn't exactly hiding Eli it was just that no one in the pack bothered to ask #So at some point years before the movie Stiles meets up with Derek again and finds out about Eli when he's about 4 #There's a dire situation and Stiles needs Derek's help so the two of them team up and have a little mini-adventure #And during this adventure they catch up and get together from there with the pack none the wiser #And when the movie rolls around everyone loses their mind about Derek having a kid #While Stiles is like 'oh yeah I've known for like 10 years...guess I forgot to tell anyone...whoops' #He also forgets to mention that they've been living together as a family for those 10 years...double whoops

[ikesenwritings]

The Seasons and Love Languages

[Isaac x fem!Reader] + mansion residents

<< Winter + Words of Affirmation >>

“I would rather spend my evening with you,” Isaac pouted. And only you, he would’ve added.

“Oh, Isaac. Don’t be like that! It’s the last hours of Christmas,” she exclaimed. “The last hours of your birthday!”

“I don’t see the purpose of this. We’ve never celebrated before.”

The pair stopped short of exiting the mansion. Loud, jovial voices were just beyond the grand double doors—the alcohol, no doubt, having already made its way through some of the residents’ systems, birthing a lively atmosphere.

“Why have we stopped?”

She dropped Isaac’s hand and grabbed the beanie that hung out of his shallow coat pocket. A handmade gift—it was maroon and a bit horribly made, his favorite color and the level of craftsmanship to be expected from a novice knitter.

Her fingers ran through his strawberry brown hair with a smile so soft, so forgiving. If Isaac had started his day moping in past mistakes and current worries, it would have all been okay because of that smile. It deepened along with her admiration when she pulled the beanie over his head.

“By all means, it’s a terrible hat, but you look cute anyway,” she beamed. Isaac sighed, his cheeks now flushed. “Sorry. Handsome.”

“It’s making me itch,” the vampire grumbled.

She laughed and rubbed vigorously at his wool-covered forehead, earning a grunt of dismay from her lover.

“C’mon,” she urged, once more holding onto Isaac’s gloved hand. “Everyone wants to see the birthday boy!”

“The whole lot saw me at breakfast and din—”

They stepped through the doors. A cacophony of greetings rang in the late night air.

“Newt, ol’ boy!”

“Isaac, you made it!”

“Isaac, I got these graphite pens for your research. They’re high quality.”

“Do you and hondje care for eggnog?”

“We’ve been waiting for you, Isaac!”

“Were you and Toshiko-san having fun in the foyer?”

“O-Of course not!” Isaac cried, the tips of his ears having already turned red. “We were having— we were just—”

“No teasing tonight, Dazai,” Napoleon interjected. Talking. We were just talking. The former emperor laid a heavy hand on the author’s shoulder and directed a tender smile at the physicist.

“I know we’ve all said it today, but happy birthday, Isaac. We’re all glad to have met a man like you.”

“Really…” Isaac grumbled. A cherry blossom hue dusted his cheeks, his gaze fixed to the paved ground littered in snowy footprints. “There’s no need to say that, Napoleon.” But no one could have dismissed the smallest, shyest of smiles Isaac reserved for these kinds of gentle words.

Comte held his cup of eggnog high. Affection—the deep golden color of his eyes. He looked to the physicist. “A cheers to our dear brother and friend.” The others followed suit.

Soon, previous conversations resumed, Isaac being pulled every which way into discussions he would find himself very immersed in or wishing to be anywhere else. Either way, he was left only with a sense of belonging and a gratefulness for what was now his daily life.

Because he was looking at her. As Arthur prattled on about wagers and games of chess and little birds he’d met at the bar, Isaac was looking at her and she was looking at him, like two people at opposite ends of the room. And she was beautiful.

He watched as she apologized to Napoleon, dismissing herself from the conversation. She latched her arms around Isaac’s waist from behind and began to clumsily pull him away from the old Scot. She laughed as she struggled to walk backwards with Isaac’s taller frame.

“We’ll fall at this rate. And I’ll crush you,” he warned, eliciting a giggle from his love.

“And I’m fine with—” She let out a small shriek as she began to fall. In his own supernatural speed, Isaac managed to turn halfway before hitting the ground. One hand cradled her head, the other firmly planted on the ground, holding his top half up.

A third round of laughter erupted from her as Isaac’s frantic eyes scanned for any possible injury or sprain. He came to when he felt her arms gingerly wrap around his neck.

“I love you,” she said.

“Where is this coming from?”

He couldn’t help but ask.

“From me.”

Simple. Simple and so freely given.

‘I love you.’

“I love you, too,” Isaac replied. “With everything I am, everything I wish to be.”

And in that moment, with his family telling grand stories of the lives they once lived and the crackle of the fire pit and the flurry of snow that stuck to her hair and eyelashes and the red noses and the bated breaths, he felt complete, happily destined to this new, little life of his.

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A/N

The original plan was to write one for each season of the year with a different suitor but who knows if that’ll happen 😅😅 either way, I’m happy that I got to finish this piece. I’m glad to be back and I’m sure I have much reading to catch up on!!! Both on this app and in the games!!

#hi hi hi #this is my first piece of writing in many months !! #I started this back in April 💀 and it’s finally complete #just in time for Isaac’s birthday whoop whoop #I’ve been wanting to write something for Isaac’s bday for two years now #i hope y’all like it #because I love this little man and his little life and his little friends ! #cybird ikemen #ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikevamp isaac #ikevamp fanfic

[chiropteracupola]

#rls kidnapped #(changing up my tag as of today) #normal men innocent men very small men #would be interested in knowing the broader opinion since I've seen a lot of variation in art of him #also I am still struggling with finding yarn :/ #workin on paint today and I've got five coats on him and it's Still not opaque #also I got distracted and forgot to texture pockmarks into the actual clay (whoops) #the satin acrylics I got two years ago are much smoother but they don't layer up as quickly as my previous varnish-and-watercolor setup #...if robert louis stevenson actually says and I missed it all these times than feel free to tell me I have been a fool

[sheena-is-a-punk-rocker]

Okay, listen, I KNOW it's literally been like two whole ass years since I wrote a Mandomera ficlet but the inspiration hit me literally this morning so I'm determined to finish the "Omera falling asleep on Din's shoulder" prompt ficlet by next week!!

#the mandalorian #mandomera #din djarin #omera #mandomera ficlets #i know it's been two whole ass years but they're still my otp and I'm still writing #it's just been slow going #😬😬😬 #whoops #oh also this one is gonna be spicy #literally just decided that this morning #you're welcome #😏😏😏😏

[raycatz]

look at these good dot-eyed and be-freckled boys!

#my art #wip #whoops didn't sleep again #BUT I got all the characters in this drawn #I'm hoping to finishing coloring it and post it today #it's a funny I've been holding onto for a YEAR #and there's like two different art and coloring styles but ehhhhhh idc #it's gonna be done! #but first I need to get a little sleep I thinks #rays random ramblings

[forevercloudnine]

no one saw anything

#whoops #does demonstrate how unactive i have been on this website for the last two years #hmm what's been going on for the last two years.... #and what are all these tuition bills doing here. was i supposed to be paying these

[absentlyabbie]

the minor tragedy of anticipating a book's release only for the release date to keep moving further away as you approach it

#not hating on authors lol #there's just a very specific angst to being SO CLOSE to that book you've been waiting months or more for finally coming out!! #only to check again on the listing and see it's moved back a couple weeks #no wait a month #actually three #whoops six months from now actually #the weeping #we wait and we weep #late last year/early this year most of the books on my list were coming out early- mid- or late august! #now like two of them are coming out august and the rest are coming out september or october or next spring

[aplusod]

artfight attack: it's paintedcz's utau czord!!

#artfight #utau #artfight2023 #SoD's art #czloid #czord #gosh I love her design a lot #I think we were on the same team last year so i didn't wind up drawing her #so this year it worked out lmao #hm maybe a few pixels off the top should have been cropped off but oh well #edit: i thought I was adding this to the queue after the others but apparently I posted it instead whoops #there are two other attacks in my queue that will be posted in the next couple days.....out of order........

[danielnelsen]

always fun to remind myself of the side effects of my thyroid meds

#the first time i treated my thyroid my endo was like ‘i havent had a patient who had this happen for a while so im due for one’ THANKS MAN #personal #im just waiting for it to hurry up and work. my health has PLUMMETED in the last week or so #im so sick and i can’t DO ANYTHING. including SLEEP. even if i was getting enough good sleep i was be exhausted but i’m not so. #the energy’s doing Great #and i’m so hungry all the time but also nauseous so all food is unappealing #genuinely have no idea how i made it through years 7-10 undiagnosed. no wonder i ended up with such a severe phobia of going to bed???????? #i don’t have to worry about routine right now so it’s not as stressful (just horrible because i’m so tired) but i COULDNT SLEEP back then #im just relieved that this time it was found through a routine check rather than me getting a test because of symptoms #usually i test when my anxiety gets really bad in a specific way #but my anxiety isn’t bad this time. no panic attacks and also no migraines. those are all usually the worst to deal with #so comparatively this isn’t even a particularly bad episode?/relapse?/flare? #still more sick than i’ve been in……..years? #im not sure if covid was better or worse. but it was only really bad for a week #this’ll be worse overall because it’ll last a lot longer #hopefully only a month or two but that’s still a few months of my life that just vanish. cool!!!!!!!!!!! #and there wasn’t even a notable event to trigger it this time. first time was whooping cough and subsequent times have been things like— #starting uni and then the last 2 years of uni where i took 10 units in one year then overworked myself doing my thesis #im SLIGHTLY worried that maybe i’ve developed rheumatoid arthritis and that set it off because it’s also autoimmune #i should see my gp soon to get a general antibody test. my joint have been so bad it’s been hard to walk for quite a few months #idk man it all sucks. but for now at least i have my white blood cells (even if they’re literally the problem lmao)

[sharpedgedfool]

Hello Orion, this is Kaiciu_Creates. You allowed me to dub Issue 1 of your Sonic Fan Comic. Team Dark Super Nova Odyssey like 2 years ago. Since it's been a while and I'm not sure if your opinion on Comic Dubs have changed can I get permission to dub Issue 2, I won't monetize it and I'll credit you like before. Thank You and I can't wait to see how the rest of the issue unfolds.

(Hopefully this goes through. I already tried to answer and I think it deleted itself? Sorry if this posts twice in a row haha)

Hey, how's it going? For sure you can dub issue two if you want, I loved your last one so I’d be excited to see more! Thanks for asking permission again though, I appreciate the care you take with handling projects like this with.

Just for the record: I’m fine with comic dubs as long as it’s not behind a paywall or monetised and it has clear credit.

I’ll post this publicly so you can point back to it if anyone gives you a fuss about it, but take care!

#tdso #its been two years??? whoops

[skalidra]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: DCU (Comics) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jason Todd/Slade Wilson Characters: Jason Todd, Slade Wilson, William Randolph Wintergreen Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Dragons, Curses, Bargaining, Resurrection, Non-Graphic Violence Summary:

Jason's been cursed ever since he woke back up beneath the earth, clawing his way free of death's touch and back into the world of the living. Anywhere he goes, misery and death follows, the latest time in the form of a dragon, razing an entire town to cinders and ash around him. But there he still stands.

He may not be able to risk bringing this curse back to his family, but he can at least seek revenge for the innocents caught up in the wake of it. Killing a dragon sounds like a good place to start.

~~

Jason swallows against the tip of the sword, staring up at Slade's steady gaze. There's not a twitch there, and there's none of the warmth or amusement he's started to get familiar with, either. He's pretty sure Slade would put that blade right through his throat without even hesitating, and not just because he might have gotten the impression that death doesn't exactly have any finality to it when it comes to Jason. More like because he's a highly successful mercenary and Jason just became a potential unknown threat, and really, Jason gets it.

The only other person that's ever seen him wake back up screamed first, cursed second, and took off running as a nice, final point to that encounter, so…

Not like there's anything to hide, now. Slade's already seen his big secret, it's just the details that he doesn't know. Not like those can do much harm, at this point; either Slade decides to keep to their deal, or he doesn't. Jason knows what not saying anything will get him. Maybe an explanation will help convince Slade to stay.

"Alright," he agrees, letting his hands fall open to each side. As much as they can with him still being propped up on his elbows, anyway. "Can I sit up?"

~~

Read more on Archive of Our Own!

Or start from the first chapter!

#I wrote this #SladeJay #Jason Todd #Slade Wilson #It's been like two years #Whoops

[kathegoose]

good afternoon LOSERS i think i will,announce that i am goig to do some cool art requests maybe. crawl in my inbox and give me stuff to draw while i FISTFIGHT ARTBLOCK!

i will try my best to do most of them, ohhoouuhg

NOTE: talked a lot in tags, maybe go read because i Don't feel like rewriting it all here i think they're taggy enough to stay in tags

#💥MOSTLY FNAF REQUESTS BTW!!!!!!!!!!!!! this is a mostly fnaffy blog after all #been real stumped with what to draw recently..like tom jones cursed me and finally injected me with liking the hit videogame team fortress #and i can't draw middle aged men yet (or people in general) so i can't draw tee eff two before i do a little practice #and if i WIL!L!! draw teeefftoo i might make a sideblog for it! for those who want........ #..IN CASE I DO...that is! #ouuuugh it has been a big big while since the last time i was multifandom. been a few years i believe??? unless you count the lorax but--- #---i didn't participate in the lorax fandom like at all i just liked the movie and watched it several times with my fellas #i think that's enough tag rambling...whoops! #just talkin'!

[cel-aerion]

For the Shakespeare Asks

29. Do you believe in magic or witchcraft, even just a little?

Ask Game: Shakespeare Edition

Hmm, I think I would say so. Maybe not in big ways, but if nothing else, I believe in, like... putting intentions out into the universe, if that makes sense, which I'd say are the basis of magic and witchcraft and things like that.

Thanks for sending this ask!

#not a reblog #ask meme answers #i went so far back in my inbox that i discovered this ask that's been sitting for like two years whoops #even now i don't know if this answer really answers anything #but i don't really know how to explain my thoughts on this i guess #so hopefully it makes sense

[sheena-is-a-punk-rocker]

Life With You: A Series of Mandomera Prompt Ficlets pt 8

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! IT’S HERE FINALLY!!!!! 

Prompt was Omera falling asleep on Din’s shoulder and was sent in by @agentscamander-romanoff like two whole ass years ago. Sorry it took so long but it’s finally here.

Din wakes up slowly—later than he usually does. He rolls over and frowns when he realizes there's nobody beside him, reaching out and only feeling warm sheets. It's extremely rare for Omera to wake up before him.

He sighs and opens his eyes finally, sitting up with some effort. Despite sleeping for over twelve hours he's still exhausted. Long stretches in hyperspace always throw him off. He swings his legs over the side of the bed and drags a hand down his face. He needs to shave.

Now that he's more awake he realizes the sound he's hearing is someone singing. He makes his way out of the room to investigate.

Winta is sitting at the kitchen table, humming happily to herself, and next to her is a giant pile of flowers—the blue and white ones that grow around the ponds. The baby is sitting on the table, trying to copy what his big sister is doing, which, Din realizes, is making flower crowns. He watches, amused, as Grogu grumbles and gives up—shoving the flowers into his mouth instead.

Winta giggles and pulls the plants out of Grogu's mouth. “You can't eat them, silly!” she informs her brother. Then she spots Din and says, “Hi dad!”

He smiles and comes up behind her at the table. “What's all this?” he asks, dropping a kiss to the top of her head, and stroking one of the kid's big green ears.

“They're for the wedding!” Winta explains.

Din's over-tired brain processes that information. Oh right. The wedding. He vaguely recalls Winta chattering his ear off about the two villagers who are getting married tonight. The details of that conversation are a little fuzzy—Din had promptly passed out shortly after.

“Where's your mother?” he asks.

“In the common house. She said to come find her once you woke up.”

He drops another kiss to her and Grogu's heads before moving back to the bedroom to put his armor on.

He finds Omera in the common house, preparing a feast with the other women in the village. He comes up beside her and rests his hand on her lower back. Taking a break from kneading dough, she turns to him with a wide grin. “Welcome back!”

He nudges her temple with his helmet and she leans into the contact. “Is there anything I can do to help?” he asks—always needing to feel useful.

“Yes,” she says, with a kiss to the cheek of his helmet. “Get some rest.”

He starts to protest but she cuts him off. “I know you're exhausted. Get some more sleep. I'll wake you up for the wedding.”

Before he leaves she introduces him to the bride—a twi'lek woman named Corvi who arrived at the village shortly after he permanently settled there. He tips his head in greeting and congratulates her on her marriage.

When he gets back to their hut he ends up passing out for another six hours.

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The wedding ceremony is beautiful and Din finds himself reflecting on his own wedding as he watches the festivities from the sidelines. It's late, and the children have long since gone to bed, but the adults have only gotten rowdier. He sees Corvi dancing with her new husband—a human man named Fenn that Din has met only in passing. He's not actually home all that often, after all.

He spies Omera dancing and twirling in the firelight and smiles. He could—and has—watch her for hours. She sees him staring and beams at him—making her way through the crowd to say hi.

He wraps his arms around her and she leans into him—resting her hands on his chestplate.

“Dance with me?” she asks playfully—knowing full well what his answer will be.

When he doesn't respond, she laughs and pulls away, tugging on his hand—beckoning him to follow her.

She leads him to the barn and then turns around to face him. She grabs his other hand and asks again, “Now dance with me?”

“I... don't know how,” he admits sheepishly. “It's not exactly a big part of Mandalorian culture.”

“I can teach you,” she offers.

He does try his best to copy her movements but he feels clumsy and awkward in all his armor. He eventually gives up but that doesn't stop Omera. She dances happily by herself as one song bleeds into another.

He at least feels confident enough to twirl her and when she's back in his arms he pulls her close so her back is to his front. He hears her gasp at the feel of the cool beskar against her back. Leaning down, he nuzzles his helmet in the crook of her neck.

Her breathing hitches and he knows that they're both suddenly aware that they haven't seen each other in over a week.

He's not sure who moves first but suddenly his helmet is being ripped off and dropped to the floor. Their lips crash together and he hoists her off her feet. Her legs wrap around his waist and he starts walking them towards the table in the corner. He deposits her on the table and fumbles to rip his gloves off so he can touch her bare skin. Her fingers rake through his hair as his lips trail down her throat. She moans softly as he nips at her pulse point.

Her hands claw at his belt and she gasps in his ear, “Fuck me, Din!”

He drags her to the edge of the table and soon the barn is filled with the sound of their moans—both too wound up to care who might be listening.

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Once their breathing is under control again, they just bask in the moonlight filtering in from the open window—content to just be back in each other's arms.

“I missed you,” Omera says, nuzzling her nose against his chestplate.

“Missed you too,” he mumbles, with a kiss to her hair.

Nothing else exists outside their little bubble—the party outside rages on but neither one of them is keen to rejoin it.

The music suddenly shifts to something slower and softer, and Omera pulls him closer as she hums along. His hand on her back stills as he gets an idea.

“Dance with me?” he asks.

She looks up at him and replies, teasingly, “I thought you 'don't dance'.”

He lets out a huff of amusement. “I think I can handle slow dancing. I do owe you a wedding dance, after all.”

He pulls back and holds out a hand to help her down from the table and leads her towards the patch of moonlight visible from the window. Her hands snake around his neck and he slides his around her waist—pulling her close.

They sway back and forth for several songs before the music picks back up again. Omera doesn't lift her head from his shoulder though. That's when he realizes that she's fallen asleep on him.

He smiles and presses a soft kiss to her temple. He hates to disturb her but he knows there's no way his beskar pauldron makes a good pillow. He nudges her awake gently. “C'mon, time for bed.”

“But I'm comfy,” she whines.

He snorts. “No you're not. Now come on, I'm sure you'd much rather be sleeping in our bed.”

“You make a good pillow,” she insists.

He chuckles and readjusts so he can, first, scoop his helmet up off the floor and put it back on, and then so he can get an arm underneath her knees—hoisting her up bridal style. She nuzzles her face in his cloak as he carries her back to their hut.

She's asleep again by the time they get there and this time he can't bring himself to wake her.

He lays her down gently on the bed and gets to work getting her undressed and into her sleep attire. His next step is taking off all his beskar without too much noise—easier said than done.

She reaches out to him sleepily when he crawls into bed and he pulls her into his arms and holds her close.

Before Omera, and the kids—before finding his little clan of four, his aliit, Din didn't ever believe he could be this happy, this at peace. He didn't think he would ever feel so at home anywhere.

The warm weight of his wife against him lulls Din to sleep within minutes—it feels good to be home.

#the mandalorian #mandomera #din djarin #omera #winta #grogu djarin #baby green bean #clan of four #mandomera fanfiction #mandomera ficlets #prompt ficlets #family fluff #things got spicy #whoops #omera has an armor kink i don't make the rules #i know it's been like two whole ass years since i posted one of these #but here it is! #hopefully people are still reading these.... #the mandalorian fanfiction