#a little rusty

[xmrnothingx]

Samus Aran from Metroid

Wanted to try drawing Samus in some other hairstyles since they're what she changed the most games. Sketchbook this time since no tablet at my parents' house

[icy-watch]

If I had a nickle for every time this happened

[pintsizemama]

Looking at Lights

Day 20

Summary: You and Din take Grogu to look at Christmas lights.

Pairings: Din Djarin x You, Din Djarin x Female Reader

Fandom: The Mandalorian (AU)

Rating: Teen

Warnings: language

Word Count: 372

A/N: This is part of the A Little Rusty series.

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“Almost there, little guy,” you told Grogu excitedly. You were in the car with Grogu and Din driving around to look at Christmas lights. There was one neighborhood that went all out every year, and you wanted Grogu to see it. He was strapped in his car seat, cooing happily.

“It’s just up here,” you pointed out to Din. “Make a left.” Din turned down the street and the whole car lit up from the amount of lights.

“Wow,” Grogu whispered. The look of awe on his face was priceless. You quickly snapped a picture so you and Din could always remember it. Din drove slowly through the neighborhood, and you both pointed things out to each other and Grogu. The smile on Din’s face took your breath away. You loved being able to make him and his son happy. Grogu clapped his hands and squealed with excitement when he saw the Grinch on one of the houses. He was a huge fan of the Grinch since it reminded him of a frog.

“This is incredible.” Din said softly. He picked up your hand and kissed your knuckles. “Thanks for suggesting we do this. It means a lot to me that you care so much for the kid.” You smiled at this amazing man you were falling in love with.

“It’s my pleasure,” you said. You glanced back at Grogu. When he noticed your attention on him he gave you a huge toothy grin. You smiled back. You weren’t just falling for his father. You loved the little guy like he was your own. “What do you think, buddy?” Grogu threw his arms up and yelled happily. You laughed. “I’ll take that as a good sign.”

“He’s thrilled,” Din assured you. “He’s always happy when you’re around. I mean, he was a happy kid before, but ever since you came into our lives, it’s like he’s radiating joy.” Din paused and looked at you. “It’s not just him, you know. I’m much happier around you. Well, I’m still a moody asshole, but you soften the sharp edges quite a bit.”

“I like all your edges, Din Djarin, soft or sharp, I’m crazy about you.” He smiled and kissed your hand once more.

Day 21

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[charcoaldustonmyfingers]

Tech Support: Part 1

[1-2-3]

Based on my childhood, wherein my dad would shout for my older brother for help double clicking an icon on his desktop only to get each one of us trailing in to help. Of course, he didn’t need the help of just anyone, no; he needed the kid who did computers for his conundrum.

[aamellow]

Lady Mowbray !

[hikaaa-bi]

alice any time she’s about to experience one (1) singular emotion:

[slightly-knot-insane]

A Little Bit Rusty

[ m!monster x fem!reader ]

content: nsfw (too short to be very explicit)

Your co-worker is a very handsome middle-aged monster. He has been working at that place for many years so he is now some sort of mentor to you. He is so shy and easily flustered, especially by a cheeky newbie like you.

What if, one day, he opens up and tells you it's so hard for him to date. He's not used to it and wouldn't know how to start again. What if you tell him you'll take him on a fake date just to practice?

And what if your date goes so well - remarkably so! - you both get drunk enough to actually start dirty dancing at the club. You're shocked how this old man can move like that! And smell like that. And hold you like that. And kiss you like that.

Soon you too are basically fucking outside his apartment door, drunk and horny through the roof, unable to stop groping each other. This shy co-worker is bashful no more, and he can finger-fucks you and lick your cunt with exceptional skill. Until...

Until he sobers up suddenly and asks you for forgiveness. You're both drunk and this is wrong! You should stop immediately! You remind him everything is okay, and that you're just tipsy and quite aware of your actions, and that you really, really, really want to fuck him.

After a bit more reassuring, mostly by your hand stocking his cock and your teeth biting his neck and chest, he finally lets go of all restraints and fucks you properly. And even though he claims he hasn't gotten laid in years, he recalls all the moves quickly and finds all the perfect pleasure spots of your cunt.

You wonder will you do this again?

[ part 2 ]

[dyslexicpolishdude]

I saw this to marvelous pice of clothing in a quick succession on Pinterest and I just thought about my two lovely gay idiots stuck in a computer

[isatwothree]

waiting for inspiration ✶

[lmktreasure]

It rained a lot today

stills below read more~

[bigchumpus]

Goobers on the mind 🌻

[rustic-space-fiddle]

so anyway this scene almost had me in a 6 car pileup on the highway (edit: literally forgot a panel)

been struggling to find the drive to draw for fun and EPIC is slowly reigniting that drive so thanks Mr jalapeño

[icy-watch]

...Aaron, why are you still naked?

[pintsizemama]

Snow Angels

Day 27

Summary: Din and Grogu make snow angels.

Pairings: Din Djarin x You, Din Djarin x Female Reader

Fandom: The Mandalorian (AU)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: language

Word Count: 433

A/N: This is part of the A Little Rusty series.

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You sat quietly at the kitchen table. You had a hot mug of coffee in your hands and a completely unobstructed view of the front yard through the large window. Din and Grogu were outside playing in the snow. It warmed your heart to see father and son so happy. You stood up and walked to the front door. You tossed on your coat and joined your boys outside. Grogu’s giggles greeted you as you walked out.

“Like this, Grogu,” Din said in a soft voice. He fell back into the snow, and Grogu followed next to him. “Good. Now swing your arms and legs like this.” Din showed him, and Grogu watched a moment before he repeated the action. “Perfect! Don’t move. I’m gonna help you up.” Din hopped up out of the snow and reached for his son. Grogu took his hands and Din pulled him up. He held him in his arms. “Look, buddy.” Din pointed down.

“Wha?” Grogu said in confusion.

“It’s a snow angel,” Din explained. “You made that.” You walked over to see. You snorted when you saw them. Grogu’s was perfect and so cute and tiny. Din’s looked more like a monster since no one helped him up.

“Something funny?” Din asked with a raised brow.

“Just admiring your snow monster,” you laughed.

“Snow monster?” Din gasped. “It’s a perfectly fine snow angel.”

“More like a snow demon,” you gasped, tears forming in your eyes.

“I’ll show you a snow demon!” Din said playfully. He set Grogu down and scooped up a handful of snow. You began to back away as he formed it into a ball.

“Din, don’t you dare,” you warned him. He smirked and continued to press the snow together. Grogu also started to make a snowball. “You boys can’t gang up on me! It’s not fair!” Din chucked the snowball at you. You managed to dodge it, but completely didn’t see Grogu throw his. A burst of cold exploded on the side of your face. You sputtered and spit snow out of your mouth. You turned to the adorable two year old, who currently had a shit eating grin on his face.

“I cannot believe you hit me with a snowball,” you said in shock. He laughed and grabbed more snow. You saw Din doing the same and ran for cover with a squeal. The three of you spent the next half hour running around the yard having an epic snowball fight. Once you were all exhausted—and freezing—you went back in to warm up with some coffee and hot cocoa.

Day 28

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[laurasbailey]

[katsu2ji]

kitchen lights — s. todoroki

a/n: per request of one of my dear mutuals, @1234-emyyy, here's some short and sweet fluff for my pretty boy shoto <33 inspired by my own humming while writing this lol (I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!!!)

shoto did not think it was possible to love a person more than he loved you right now.

after a long day of patrol he finally returned home, tired and aching in places he didn't know he could ache. and there you were, singing softly along to the song that was playing throughout the house, unaware of his presence as you cleaned up the kitchen. he stopped where he was, quietly closing the door behind him before you noticed he had come in. you looked like an angel under the kitchen lights; he stood there, admiring you, as though this were the first time you'd two had ever crossed paths—with the look he had in his eyes, any unknowing onlooker wouldn't have thought otherwise.

it was always the little moments like this, when shoto fell harder than he thought he ever could. he felt like a schoolboy as his heart exploded in his chest; he wanted to frame this moment forever, watching you somehow manage to seep magic into a task so seemingly mundane. it was something only you could do, a power that he adored with everything in him.

as you looked up and smiled, closing the distance between the two of you to engulf him in a hug, he was reminded of what he was fighting for—a chance to come home to you everyday and be greeted with a smile. it was the promise he'd made to himself at the beginning, and one he intended to keep until the very end.

no one would stop him from returning to you when it was all said and done, no matter how much they attempted to. hell, he'd like to see them try.

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