#dank farrik

[azertyrobaz]

Dank farrik!

[eobe]

Dank Farrik ☝️

Welcome to a glimpse of AuDHD everyday chaos 🦉Scroll on or get rambled 😅☕️

Today is draft day, but not a lucky one 😭🫠

Do you know those days, when it’s so tempting to abandon every securing structure and just cave in the lurking chaos? 👀

I’ve got a really great picture in my mind and it’s so clear and beautiful, but I can’t realize it, because lack of drawing skill. This sucks so much! 😭

How to draw walking people? Top view walking towards, something around dimetric perspective? I want to screech and hide under my blanket! 🦉Frustration tolerance depleted.

And the worst: Either I lost my ability to google properly or there are no drawing tutorial, studies or templates for this specific motion perspective and if I found some, they were always not the motion I look for or the angle doesn’t fit or aaargulklkjjfhfgdkk! 😱 Kriffin‘ details

I‘m barely an inch from going insane with tempting solutions my brain offers which were absolutely able to ruin me 🤯

I can almost see myself litering caf, green tea and energy drinks through the night, digging myself into 3D modelling only to build my figures and my scene to get that karking epic perspective palpable and out of my head where tempting and sparkling ideas like this tend to 💣 because it’s so beautiful and out of my reach yet aaah 😩

… and oooh I can see where this would lead, I know myself! 👻 After I learned Blender I‘d render that scene into life after some weeks or even months of no sleep welcome to adhd hyperfixation and hyperfocus phases where eating, sleeping and other human things are absolutely overrated. Not that there would be a choice naah and then after all not even recognizing myself anymore I’d realize I could do magic now … 😱 By accident because I only wanted to see the scene … 🙈 I only wanted to draw … 🦉☕️☕️☕️ Lost. Out of energy. But badass. But out of energy. This is so stupid 😂 It would be badass to do 3D and animation aaargdfkljd 😱

👀

So, quiet now brain☝️ It’s highly probable, that there’s a really simple solution for this. I‘ve got a feeling that I find something tomorrow after I got some sleep. Something I can’t see at the moment, because I‘m stuck and tired ���🏽‍♀️✨

… 🤪 Or I learn Blender, ZBrush, Animate, After Effects, Premiere and everything else to realize every missing scene I ever wanted to see and I can die happliy dopamining ✨aaaaah ☕️☕️☕️😂🫠

… No ☺️ I‘m a reasonable adult, I‘ll deal with it tomorrow 😅

Sigh 🤣🤷🏽‍♀️

[ahsoka-in-a-hood]

help the bad people in my phone are exploiting my dopamine circuits

[frogsfordinner]

I posted 1,118 times in 2022

That's 174 more posts than 2021!

5 posts created (0%)

1,113 posts reblogged (100%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@vanishedangels

@sadiebwrites

@iamscoby

@themandaloriandaily

@stardads

I tagged 1,116 of my posts in 2022

#dinluke - 462 posts

#dinluke fanart - 363 posts

#the book of boba fett - 147 posts

#ch: grogu - 119 posts

#ch: din djarin - 110 posts

#a clan of two - 95 posts

#a clan of two fanart - 93 posts

#the mandalorian - 85 posts

#luke skywalker fanart - 77 posts

#the book of boba fett spoilers - 75 posts

Longest Tag: 71 characters

#i can't with the fact that this anon sent this ask to at least 10 blogs

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Thank you to everyone who got me to 500 likes!

1 note - Posted October 15, 2022

#4

Wordle 255 5/6 ⬜⬜⬜⬜🟩 ⬜⬜⬜⬜🟩 ⬜🟨🟨⬜🟩 ⬜🟨🟨⬜🟩 🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩

1 note - Posted March 1, 2022

#3

the helmet stays on - dinluke fic rec, vol.2

The helmet stays on, second volume of dinluke smut fics. Same criteria as the first volume - not all fics may have explicit rating/ scenes but all have that sweet, sweet tension of getting together. Softer fics first, and always heed the authors’ tags! 

you are in love by coffeecatsme [T, 21,3k Part 1 of swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover, Modern AU] Tropes - Streamer AU, youtubers, fail boat Luke, the helmet stays on

The first time Luke reacts to Mando, it’s at his fans’ insistence—or if Luke has to be honest with himself, their fault that he embarrassed himself in front of ten thousand people and lost his favorite flannel to mayonnaise and ketchup. Or, 5 times Luke reacts to Din's videos and 1 time he gets invited to them.

Bright star, would I were steadfast by SunshineAndaLittleFlour [NC-17, 7,5k, Modern AU] Tropes - NASA AU, astronaut Din, NASA engineer Luke, meddling friends, first time

“That’s disgusting,” Jyn said, not even looking up from her screen. “You’re disgusting.” “He’s in love,” Lando replied, flashing both of them a charming grin. Jyn grunted. “That’s worse.” Luke felt his face pinken. “I’m not in love—I’m allowed to appreciate another scientist’s form and expertise,” he said, ignoring the irritated ping that came from his computer, R2 drawing his attention to an error in his code. or, the NASA!AU no one asked for

No star is lost at all from all the star-sown sky by SunshineAndaLittleFlour [NC-17, 12,9k, Modern AU] Tropes - NASA AU, astronaut Din, astronaut Luke, coworkers, meddling friends, first time

Dr. Luke Skywalker, youngest astronaut NASA had ever hired, looked at him expectantly. Din wet his lips in the hopes that it would encourage his brain to come up with an answer, but nothing came out. He just kept staring at Dr. Skywalker, his brain stuck like a scratched CD, singing the same line of the same song over and over again: Astronauts aren’t supposed to be this hot. or, another NASA AU but shifted slightly to the left

save a bike, ride a mando by silvyri [NC-17, 12,9k, WIP, Modern AU] Tropes - kindergarten teacher Luke, biker Din, meet cute.

Tonight is not Luke's night. His car breaks down in the middle of nowhere, his phone is out of battery, and it's going to take him hours to walk back into town. Not to mention he's getting harassed by a guy in a truck who's either a serial killer or just doesn't know how to take no as an answer. A biker bar might be his salvation.

No half of you by Scoby [M, 8k, Star Wars Universe] Tropes - Mand’alor Din, Jedi Luke, political marriage, sparring, identity reveal, the helmet stays on

“You want to spar?” Luke’s face lit up with an eager, gorgeous smile that Din had never seen so far and that he absolutely needed to see more of. “Yeah, sure! I’m Luke.” He offered his hand and Din shook it. “I know you.” For a while, Luke squinted in confusion, so Din elaborated: “Of course I do. You’re the Mand’alor’s husband. I’m Din.” “Nice to meet you, Din.” Din’s heart skipped a beat at how his own name sounded in Luke’s voice. He should have given it to him a lot earlier. Where a political marriage between the Mand'alor and the Last Jedi starts off miserably, but Din finds another way to get close to Luke

I'll Keep the King by snapdragonpop007 [T, 3k, Star Wars Universe] Tropes - Mand’alor Din, Consort Luke, bodyguard Luke, established relationship

The Mand'alor never travels anywhere with a personal guard. His only companion is his consort, a pretty little prince from Naboo who looks like he's never seen a real fight in his entire life.

Suum ca'nara by DarkIsRising [M, 3,6k, Star Wars Universe] Tropes - Jedi Luke, first time, there’s only one bed, the helmet stays on

Prompt: Shed a tear for the life you almost lived, but look at what you found “Ah, here it is,” the receptionist says, pulling up blue lines of data on her holoscreen, and Luke’s attention turns back to her. “Biggsby. Yes, and I see we’ve got the Celebration Suite reserved. Special occasion?” Her eyes dart from Din to Luke, like she’s come to some conclusion about them that Din doesn’t want to think too hard about even as heat builds along his face. Luke is unbothered and, with a smoothness that only makes Din’s blush flare hotter, quips: “Every day with this guy is a special occasion” before sliding her a card for their room charges.

Meteors by shirozora [M, 4,2k, Star Wars Universe] Tropes - sparring, blindfold, Jedi Luke

Din can and will beat Luke at lightsaber combat, and Luke really likes that.

Surrounded by stories surreal and sublime by SunshineAndaLittleFlour [NC-17, 4,8k, Star Wars Universe] Tropes - Jedi Luke, established relationship, public s*ex

“I don’t think—” Luke starts, trying to grab it again, but Din’s already opening the book to the middle, silent as he reads.Several beats go by, Luke counting them with his racing heart, before Din looks up at him again.“Why,” he rasps, and just the hint of gravel in his voice sends something else racing through Luke, something that lights at the tip of his fingers and pools warmth in his gut, “does the Coruscant library have this in their collection of Jedi tomes?”

Comets Passing by Celestial_Alignment [NC-17, 26k, Part 1 of Skydalorian series, SW Universe] Tropes - pre series meeting on Tatooine, alternate first meeting,  bounty hunter Din, mechanic Wormie Luke, first time, blindfold, the helmet stays on

The Mandalorian ends up at Tosche Station and meets a desert youth who is apparently named "Wormie."

Dear Fellow Traveler by TheSexierEvilerCora [NC-17, 10,6k, SW Universe] Tropes - meet cute with violence, cat and mouse game, secret identity, alternate first meeting, Jedi Luke, the helmet stays on

Luke is stuck on a hostile prison ship, without his lightsaber, under a false Imperial identity, and with no backup. His only hope is to bide his time and lay low until he sees an opportunity to arm himself and escape. Then a shipment of confiscated beskar is moved into lockup. Shortly after, the disappearances start.

Voracity by bronze_lorica [NC-17, 36,5k, WIP, Star Wars Universe] Tropes - Sith Luke, bounty hunter Din, meet cute with violence,  the helmet stays on

Din meets a hot Sith, and thought he was just getting a quick fling. His connection to Luke drags him into a darker relationship, as the war between the Jedi and the Sith escalates.

Dreams of Rain by orphan_account [NC-17, 11,3k, Star Wars Universe] Tropes - Mand’alor Darth Maul, secret affair, slave Luke, omega Luke

How could fate make him so lucky, Luke wonders, and so unlucky at the same time. Here is this man, this gentle considerate man who chance has matched him to—and Luke can’t even touch him.

If you loved the fic, let the author know with your comments and kudos on AO3!

Check out my rec posts on #frogsfordinner fic rec list tag and all my fic recs on #dinluke fic rec tag!

26 notes - Posted August 23, 2022

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38 notes - Posted May 22, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Watching the latest episode of Boba show and mentally screaming- this dinluke fic went canon, that dinluke fic went canon, another bingo for dinluke fic, another one ….. And I’m still only halfway through

96 notes - Posted January 26, 2022

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[inlovewithfictionalbeings]

May the fourth be with you!

[sudden-stops-kill]

dank farrik

[dindjarindiaries]

Pedro’s best improv moment getting a highlight (real)

[dankfarrikdrabbles]

Looking for fun October prompts for writing, drawing or interpretative dance? There is no better place than a galaxy far far away! If you use any prompts please tag us because we'd love to see what you create!!

[imjustapoorwayfaringgeek]

the file name was "BO KATAN, NO"

i was too lazy to polish it but it's still fun

[doodlingfoolishness]

Day 9 of Dank Farrik Drawtober, prompt loth-cat! Brown ink pens and bronze watercolor crayon.

[bosooka]

Decided to work through the @dankfarrikdrabbles weekly prompt lists in order to give myself a break from longer writing (is that allowed? lol). Here is Week 1, #57: Handcuffs + Trust

“Are you sure about this?” Bo-Katan asked, lifting her handcuffed hands to examine them. They were of Imperial make, a style that had been around her wrists more times than she cared to remember.

Din nodded, serious as a funeral. “We’re talking about the leaders of the Imperial remnants,” he said. “They weren’t going to give some bounty hunter the time of day unless I had a high-profile capture.”

“I’m flattered,” Bo-Katan said drily. She tested the quick-release the Armorer had installed, smiling as the binders opened and slid onto her lap. Din resecured them. He rested one hand over hers.

“This will be over quickly,” Din promised. “I know you don’t particularly like being used as bait.”

Bo-Katan punched him lightly in the shoulder, trying not to blush. “As long as you let me see the kid later. I miss him.”

[azertyrobaz]

Dank Farrik Drabble #51

It's been forever I've written one of those, but strangely enough it seems the announcement of a Din & Grogu movie made me realize how much I missed them, despite all the doubts still surrounding that annoncement. Hopefully we'll get some clarification soon...

In the meantime, happy new year!

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Din felt overwhelming tiredness crash over him as he walked through the door. It was late, the cabin was dark and cold, but there was a particular smell greeting him through his helmet filter. One that should have reminded him that they hadn’t been there in weeks and that the place needed to be aired out. But that wasn’t it. It smelled like… He couldn’t quite find the word in his exhausted state. All he knew was that it wasn’t such a bad smell.

With a small shake, he forced himself to refocus on the task at hand. He needed to start the generator, even if the only thing he wanted to do at the moment was to lie down and sleep. Preferably in his own bed, although after the past few nights, any vaguely horizontal piece of furniture would do. Even the carpet at his feet looked inviting right now.

But rest would have to wait.

“Let’s put the food away first, yeah?” he sighed, setting Grogu down. At least they had food, thanks to Greef. The man had kindly provided them with enough leftovers to last for a couple of days when he’d greeted them earlier. Din had to remember to thank him again when he had the chance. That had been very nice of him. That and the bottle of Corellian whiskey he’d gifted him which he always seemed to have at his disposal now that he was – what was it?

Din sighed again. He couldn’t remember. Something grand. Still, that didn’t mean the man had forgotten where he was coming from. Or his friends. He’d wondered at the time if the fur hat he’d gotten him as a present on Taskeed had been too much – Grogu had chosen it – but now he no longer regretted the slightly ridiculous and costly gift. First and foremost, because it was currently unreasonably cold in Nevarro. But really, seeing the smile on his face had been nice. Pleasing, even. And Grogu’s burst of joy when Greef had thanked him, congratulating him on a perfect choice even better.

As he was slowly making his way to their small kitchen, the lights suddenly came on, and their few appliances emitted approving beeps.

“Thanks, kid,” he mumbled in astonishment.

“Ah!” the boy replied from the other side of the cabin. Din was so tired he hadn’t even noticed his short legs had taken him all the way there and that he’d remembered which button to push on the console. It shouldn’t have surprised him. His apprentice had amazing eidetic memory, and he smiled to himself with pride.

“Did you remember to start the back-up generator and the hot water boiler as well?”

Grogu nodded and jumped on the kitchen counter.

“You’re really getting good at this,” he praised, and the small child hummed in contentment, already helping him check what kind of food Greef had saved up for them.

“Looks like we’ll be able to celebrate in style,” Din remarked, spying several containers full of cakes and pies. Also soup, flatbread and dips.

“Yaya!”

“What do you say we heat up a bit of everything and wait for our bedrooms to warm up watching something on the holoprojector?”

Grogu repeated that same word again: “yaya” was the highest level of happiness in his current vocabulary.

It always took a while for the heater to kick in in the small rooms at the back of the cabin, same as for the hot water boiler, and he craved both a warm shower and his bed, but he knew his young apprentice would want food first. Waiting things out on the small sofa under a blanket while watching whatever was on and eating treats was the next best thing.

Tonight – technically in a half an hour – was New Year, which would kick off Fete Week, and a well-deserved five day break here in Nevarro following weeks of intense work for the New Republic. Din no longer celebrated Life Day, and seeing that particular shade of red worn by revelers still filled him with pain, but he had no such qualms about Fete Week.

“Should we check if they’re showing the fireworks on Coruscant? I bet they’re better than the ones on Chandrila,” he suggested, switching the holoscreen on as Grogu settled next to him under the blanket.

“Hmm,” he nodded.

“Dank farrik, I think the remote is still in the kitchen,” Din grumbled, but Grogu raised his tiny arm before he had managed to drag himself from their small nest. The remote flew in their direction and the boy caught it safely.

“Good job,” Din praised. “You find the channel, then.”

He chuckled while his son complained, but this gave him the opportunity to finally remove his helmet and a few pieces of his armor, which eventually earned him a small smile. Grogu had taken that gesture for what it was – they were finally home. And not having to rely on his filter told Din the same thing. That was what this smell meant. The one that had puzzled him so when they arrived earlier.

“Welcome home, kiddo. And happy new year.”

[capthcwzer]

another day another shitpost that sets the dash on fire

[hhike]

Dank Farrik Drabble: Honey/Snug

Din was at the edge of his abilities, his mind focused like never before. He could hear the blood thrumming in his ears, and he could sense the resonant frequency of the ship’s idle engines. The left one would need attention soon, but the thought was quickly dismissed as he tried to visualize the little container of sweetener lifting off the crate across from him.

He had done this before, on a smaller scale. Why would lifting a container of sweet liquid be that much more difficult than a pebble?

And yet. Din exhaled, slowly, unclenching his jaw.

“Don’t rush!” he heard the training echo in his head as he sipped the now disappointingly lukewarm tea. Despite himself, he couldn’t help but smile and sneak a glance at Grogu in his lap, still out like a light.

At least one of them took the lesson to heart.

[bleakbluejay]

never recoiled so hard in my life than the first time i read a fic where they had din djarin say "fuck"

[hinderr]

the funniest decision i made was to let father's son grogu say fuck