#human grogu

[bon-sides-sw]

Happy Valentine's Day!

Luke just gets really excited, Din just woke up.

Here a quick thing that can be taken as @dinlukeweek valentine's special. Run by @stardads

[doodle-list]

 Did I come back to this like a year later? Yes.

Anyways I will be adding more because I’ve for some reason decided to finally complete this but for now I give you teacher!Luke and boba shop!Boba (I also gave Din and Cobb glow ups because I lowkey hated the old ones lol) 

[mouser26]

Vamp Baby Grogu

Because this wasn’t a monster. He was a little boy. Din kneeled down with a few feet between them. “Hey. It’s ok, I’m not going to hurt you.” He reached out, but the child weakly hissed at him. Din could see his reflection in the child’s pure black eyes. He was clearly a child, but not a human one by any means. His hair was pure white, and he had four sharp teeth, where his canines would be. His ears were even pointed. The poor kid was barefoot and in a torn ratty t-shirt. If this was any other situation, he’d scoop him up into his jacket and call an ambulance. This child was all alone out here, and he couldn’t be more than three, if that. [...]

He looked up to see Grogu crawling on the ceiling. He hoped it was Grogu, because the child looked completely different. Instead of white, his hair had changed into dark brown curls. His eyes were dark brown as well. Much like Din’s. The child looked human now, save for the ever present sharp fangs.

-Same Time Tonight by that_squishy_robot, Chapter 1

Creepy to cute 'human' Grogu from a vampireAU Din is a surprisingly good dad if not largely in part because he just rolls with it.

October Art #28

[andy-solo1]

Sleepless In Free Town

Words: 1,642

Warnings: None

Notes: Based on an au I thought of after watching Sleepless In Seattle

Originally posted on AO3 but I’m uploading it here now too. 

Read it On AO3 

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Cobb got home late from a long shift at the local precinct. All he really wanted was to relax and fall asleep. He turned on the small radio in his living room as he set about throwing some food into the microwave, only half paying attention to the noise of the radio until.

"Well folks, looks like we have a caller. Do you have some story about love you want to share good listener?"

"Is this the radio station?"

"Why yes it is. We were having a discussion about love tonight, with valentines so close, so tell me young man, do you have a story for us?

"It's my dad, he's lonely."

Cobb took his food out of the microwave, looking towards his radio now, his interest piqued. The boy on the phone sounded young, maybe around 6 or 7, and it's not often you hear one phoning in to talk about their dad being lonely.

"He's lonely? How come?" The radio announcer asked, sounding interested in the boy's story as well.

"Well my dad spends a lot of his time looking after me and whenever we pass by people being lovey he looks at them. I think my dad needs somebody to love and I think it would be cool to have another parent."

"Well then it sounds like your dad needs to be set up on a date, tell me kiddo is he nearby?"

"No, he's busy right now. I just want my dad to be happy because he always makes sure I am. And sometimes at night I know he lies awake from bad dreams, he pretends he's okay but I think it's adult stuff and he needs someone to help him feel better and happier."

Cobb was deeply intrigued by the sounds of the boy's father. There was just something about the sounds of the lonely man that resonated with him, sparked his own lonely feelings along with other ones that he intended to shove deep down inside of himself. And something about the boy's voice just seemed so familiar to Cobb, almost like the son of his neighbour across the street, Grogu. However it couldn't possibly be Grogu, the kid didn't talk much and even then only talked to people he really liked, and that would also mean that his neighbour, Din, who Cobb had been hopelessly pining over ever since he moved into Free Town, was in need of someone to love and Cobb wasn't sure he could handle the hope that would bring him. He supposed it just came down to the kid being young and he honestly found that a lot of kids sounded similar when they were young, no, it couldn't possibly be Grogu.

"Well tell you what son, put your dad on the phone and we'll see if this is something he wants." The radio announcer said.

"Oh uh my dad is coming back now, I gotta go. I'm supposed to be in bed, bye." The boy said before hanging up. Cobb blinked as he realized he'd been so focused on the radio that his food had gone untouched and was now cold again. He sighed and set it aside, he'd been deeply intrigued by the idea of a little kid being so concerned for his dad being alone that he'd called in trying to find his father someone. Clearly he wasn't the only one intrigued, as dozens of other people were calling into the radio station now, men and women, claiming that they would happily be with the boy's father and to find a way to contact him. He listened to a few more people call in, asking if the station had any way of calling the boy back before he turned off the radio and headed off to bed. He couldn't help but imagine what it would be like if Grogu was the little boy who phoned in and Din was in need of someone. He would happily agree to helping Din be happier, but he knew deep down there wasn't a chance in the world that someone like him was single, or that he would want someone like Cobb.

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A few days later and Cobb, as well as the town were still abuzz with intrigue about the father of the boy on the radio. Free Town was a small town, and the station was a local one that wouldn't play in other towns, so obviously it was somebody who lived in town. There were even some people going around posting flyers on posts and window fronts asking for the father to call them.

"Lot of interest over this mystery man huh'?" Cobb asked, looking over one such flyer as he followed his neighbour into the store.

"Yeah I suppose." Din mumbled, watching as Grogu grabbed one of the kid carts and started to push it around. Cobb had bumped into Din as he was leaving his house that morning, and since it was a rare day off for the marshal he decided to just go to the store with Din to both get himself groceries and help the man look after his son, who was a pure bundle of energy.

"Gotta admit I am curious who it is. I mean who couldn't resist a man like that." Cobb said as he steered Grogu away from running his cart into a stack of cans on the outside of an aisle. He'd decided to try and see if it was Grogu who called, just to see. Even as his heart already ached knowing that it couldn't possibly be. Afterall, he'd seen how close Din could be with his friend, Fett. Din blinked a bit and looked at him curiously.

"You're into...that?" Din asked awkwardly. Cobb laughed a bit, grinning over at him.

"Men or people who are good with kids? Because yes to both." He replied, missing the way Din's face turned red as he got distracted by Grogu. "Hey kiddo don't touch those." Din snapped his head over to look at his son and moved quickly, pulling him away from the lobster tank.

"But dad-" Grogu whined quietly up at Din who shook his head.

"No buddy, Cobb's right. Don't touch them." He said, setting the boy back down. Grogu pouted and looked ready to whine again when Cobb stepped in.

"Tell you what, if you behave I'll buy you a chocolate bar. As long as that's okay?" He added, looking over at Din who smiled softly and nodded. Grogu instantly started to smile and squealed softly in excitement.

"Thank you." Din whispered, smiling at Cobb who smiled back at him and winked.

"Anytime partner." He started to follow after Grogu who'd run off again but stopped when he felt a hand on his arm. He turned to look up at Din who was looking at him strangely. "You alright partner?"

"Cobb....what you said...if, if you knew who the person was, would you actually date him?"

"Well I mean, while he does sound just like my type, there is someone who's got my heart." Cobb said lowly, studying Din's face for any kind of clue, and give away at all that maybe his hopes could be answered. Din looked down for a moment, a look of disappointment crossing his features for a brief moment before it was gone. He looked ready to say something, but then Grogu was back carrying some things that definitely weren't on Din's shopping list and whatever moment they were having was gone.

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"Thank you again for your help." Din said, watching as Cobb set down the last of his groceries onto the kitchen counter inside Din's home. Grogu sat nearby eating the chocolate bar that Cobb had bought for him. Cobb nodded and turned to leave.

"Ain't no problem neighbour. I'll see you two later." He said, waving a goodbye to Grogu before leaving the house. He got just outside when he heard footsteps behind him and turned to look at Din who'd followed him, that odd look on his face again that Cobb just couldn't read.

"Before, when you...when you said someone has your heart...can I ask who?" Din asked, looking at him with those soft brown eyes that had captured Cobb's attention from the first moment he'd looked into them. Cobb licked his lips and looked down, it was now or never he supposed. Best to just rip off the bandage, let his heart get broken so he could maybe finally move on.

"You" He whispered softly, and he was sure Din hadn't heard him at first, then suddenly hands were on his face, then lips were on his. He blinked in shock before quickly reciprocating the kiss, going until they were both left breathless. "I take it this means you like me too?" Cobb half joked. Din huffed out a laugh and nodded.

"Yes. I just didn't think you were..."

"Into men? Or into you?" Cobb offered when Din trailed off.

"Both."

"Well I thought you and Fett were possibly a thing."

"No, he's just a friend. It's always been you." Din said before Cobb kissed him again. When they broke apart again they were both smiling brightly.

"You know, I had hoped it was you being talked about on that radio show." Cobb said softly.

"You did?"

"I did, because it meant that just maybe I'd have a chance with ya."

"Well now you have your chance."

"That I do, and I don't plan on letting it go." Cobb said, leaning in and capturing Din's lips with his again, pouring every ounce of adoration he felt for the man into it. And finally, he felt happy, and so grateful that Grogu had gone behind Din's back to make that call because it had lead to this. And Cobb never wanted this moment to end.

[nikaranikita]

O. M. G.

This is GOLD

modern au but i don’t explain the context behind this image (twitter) [ID in next reblog]

[nightmare-creatures-art]

POV: When the hot twink that picks up your favourite child from daycare every day denies that he’s the second dad

Sir. That child you’re cradling tenderly in your arms just called you Papa. What do you mean you’re not his father?

Thank you @mellon-soup for the awesome reference!

[redbean-nom]

din djarin, age 10: clone wars refugee child

boba fett, age 11: in federal prison for destroying an entire venator while trying to kill mace windu

[nikaranikita]

THIS!!!!

Someone's a tired dad...

Happy father's day! Inspired by this post

[aspic31]

Sw digital sketches from a while ago

[nikaranikita]

DinLuke is strong with my Force

Moder!Au Dinluke with Kindergarden-Teacher!Luke and Firefighter!Din

Luke loves working at his sister’s daycare. The kids are incredibly sweet, equally insufferable, but still sweet. Especially when one of the kids comes with a hot firefighter dad.

Had fun making this Au with my Bestie, who wrote this lovley ff

[betyloca]

headcanons din djarin jado courted by a yautja female

• You were companions since Grogu arrived.

• At first he saw them as a strong and important companion, which he liked.

• He saw that he didn't have to rescue you like a damsel in distress, you were a tough warrior to break.

• despite your intimidating appearance you were very gentle and delicate with grogu

• That child saw you as his mother and you saw the poor guy who said otherwise.

• Over time I developed feelings for you but I thought you would never notice a human.

• Compared to your species he was not tall or as strong as them, even you were taller than him.

• What he didn't know was that he had you eating in the palm of his hand.

• One day while he was walking through the market buying groceries he saw a flower with thorns, it reminded him of you.

• When he arrived at the ship he gave it to you.

- Hey din, did you swallow the meat I asked for?

- yes *handing you the bag*

-thank you

- I also brought you this* taking out the flower*

- *taking the plant in your hands*

- it reminded me of you

- *purring as he goes to his cabin to put it away*

• He thought you were upset by your purring, he thought it was growling.

•but you only went to leave the flower in a container so that it wouldn't wither

• From that day you started courting him.

• When you had farms I gave you bones from your prey

• you even made bracelets together with grogu

- What do you think, Grogu, this one or this one?

- uhh * pointing to a fang*

- what a good style you have, darling

• Poor boy, he didn't understand why you gave him such a thing but he accepted it.

-*handing him the bracelet*

- Eeh thanks * heading to the cabin *

- *looking at Grogu with happy purrs* he liked me

• Until you noticed that he never wore it, you thought he didn't like it.

• but he always had it in his pocket

•He began to notice how you tried hard in the hunts to impress him.

• also how you became more jealous and possessive when a woman approached him

- *din buying ammunition* how much does this cost

- 100 credits *looking flirtatiously* and tell me, Mandalorian, do you have a partner?

- sorry *looking at the woman*

- You know, are you alone?

- He already has a partner * you answer him while you pay him, growling at him * he's not alone, he has me

- Are you a woman?

-Hey, don't talk to him *defending yourself*

- ell-osde'pauk cjit ooman

• With that I began to suspect that maybe you had feelings for him.

• You didn't say a word to him all day long, you were upset about that woman.

• you were indifferent for a few days

• Din Avese asked Grogu what was wrong with you.

• until one day walking through Tatooine he saw another yautja

• had to find the courage to talk to you since he learned from you that they don't have to be bothered

• At first the male yautja ignored him until he told him that he had a friend of the same species.

• Had caught his attention, he asked Din about your behavior. He started to pay attention until he asked him.

- Does she try to impress you in battles?

-yes he even gave me a bone bracelet

- *suffered laughter* pff

- what is so funny?

- oh ooman *laughing*she is courting you

- she what?

- those are courtship rituals in our species

• after the yauja advised him he went straight to see you

• You had put Grogu to sleep when Din came in.

•you could notice how he tensed

- what's the matter?

- I have a gift for you

- a gift?

• He took out a necklace of fangs and bones

- I didn't know you were courting me so I returned the favor.

- *purring* are you courting me?

- Yes Cyar'ika I love you* showing you that she is wearing the bracelet that I made for her*

- *purring with happiness*

• He took off his helmet, he didn't care about breaking his creed, he wanted you to see it.

• You did it too, he wasn't afraid of you but administration.

• resting his forehead against yours while you purred.

• Now I understood that they were purrs and not growls.

-you are beautiful

- I adore you so much setg'in

• He knew that you would not allow yourself to be courted by any other ooman or yautja.

• only with him

• In the shadows you could see a little boy happy that his parents love each other.

yautja translation

ooman/human

cjit/ damn

ell- osde'pauk/ fuck you

setg'in/ mortal

mando'a translation

cyar'ika/dear, loved, darling

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Would you like more of this? If you like it just let me know.

[nonagalleryart]

If Ellie likes giraffes, you know Grogu would too.

[nikaranikita]

!!!!!

“Are you doing deliveries today?” Grogu asks while they wait at the intersection. Din ruffles the kid’s black hair, making him scowl and yank his hood over his head. “Not tonight. You wanted me to come with you to Miss Tano’s academy, remember?” Grogu’s eyes widen and he nods vigorously. His smile drowns out his earlier annoyance and there’s a spring in his step as he drags Din across the crosswalk. The kid’s happiness is always so bright and it carries Din through his day shift. In the evening, he takes Grogu to the new force—“It’s a Force academy, Dad. The Force is a proper noun.”— academy run by Ahsoka Tano, a newcomer to Nevarro, where he watches Grogu try a beginner’s class and ignores curious glances from other parents.

Listen. Listen.... I got no excuse. I need to fill in the time between now and NaNo and it is cold, it is sweater weather, I have 3k+ words, and I absolutely managed to lay down the groundworks for an excuse to whip out another supercharged sparring scene because I am a fucking fool of a Took.

Anyway, how human!Grogu work? I decided to roll a kid!Grogu rather than toddler!Grogu because I think the dynamic will be way more interesting and also the idea is that this hell of a tale takes place several years after all the drama happens. This is people who had settled into their everyday lives because this is a slice-of-life nondrama modernish AU written with a really light hand and I hope to hell it stays that way.

Also Peli has 3 rescue dogs. And is in this fic. As well as Ahsoka. Among other things.

*slides into a ditch*

[hazelnewts]

This is probably going to be my last post for the year. Happy Holidays! See you all in 2023🥂🍾

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[wantonlywindswept]

Good Dad Paz pt 3

one | two

whew, this one fought me a bit at the end there. definitely doesn’t have anything to do with the fact i haven’t slept yet tho

considering adding ‘vod’ to the list of untranslatable Mando’a, it has a level of camaraderie/brothers-in-arms feel that just brother/sister doesn’t really convey well enough. maybe in the edit, if i ever edit

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Paz didn't like seeing Din wounded.

It was unnatural, their covert's best Hunter laying so silent and still. Din was quiet, but he was also a man of action: he never seemed to stay in one place long enough to rest, for good or for ill. He was always in motion, coming and going on his bounties, talking quietly with the foundlings, helping out around the covert. 

But Din had barely stirred when Paz pulled him out of the weird creature's cage, limp and insensate from whatever he'd been injected with. Paz did his best to make him comfortable, using his ratty old cloak as a pillow and placing him gently near the fire, but there wasn't much he could do other than wait. 

Wait, and stand guard, as he always had.

"He'll be fine, little one," Paz rumbled, sitting with his back to the wall in view of the entrance, Din laying next to him. The foundling cooed unhappily and tucked his head against his father's neck; as soon as Paz had placed him there, Din had curled around the child, protective even in sleep.

"Patoo."

"I've seen him get through worse than this," Paz replied mildly, "And I'm guessing you have, too."

"...leh."

"That's what I thought."

Most of Paz's supplies were topside with his ship, but he did keep emergency rations on him at all times - even if the emergencies tended to just be 'a foundling is hungry'. He set aside one of the ration bars for Din; for the child, he mixed some of his canteen water and a packet of nutrient paste together in the cup from his field kit, setting it near the edge of the fire to warm. 

He didn't actually know what the kid ate - or even what species he was - but going with something hard to choke on was generally a safe bet with babies.

Din started waking up by the time the broth was finished; Paz tested the temperature with an un-gloved finger before handing it to the little one. He reached over to place his hand flat on Din's chest at the sound of a muffled groan.

"Easy," he said. "You're safe."

"Wha-- Paz?"

"Your child is also safe," he added, as if said foundling wasn't slurping noisily right next to Din's head. 

"Grogu..?"

Aha, finally, a name for the kid. It sounded familiar, so Din had probably said it at some point before, but Din said lots of things that Paz tended to ignore.

Din tilted his helmet toward him.

"Paz?"

Paz frowned.

"Do you have a concussion?"

"...no?"

Reassuring.

Din struggled against the hand on his chest, and Paz reluctantly helped him sit up. He dropped the canteen and a ration bar in Din's lap and shuffled around so they were back-to-back, Din propped against him in a heavy weight that Paz didn't mind bearing. 

"Drink something. And eat, if you can stomach it. You need to replace whatever that thing took out of you."

Mostly blood, from what Paz could tell, but he admittedly didn't look too closely.

Din grunted in assent; Paz heard the cap of his canteen unscrew, and the soft hiss of a helmet seal disengaging. He kept his gaze straight ahead, idly scanning the room. 

"Found your kid topside," he said. "He led me down here to you. Smart little thing."

"He is," Din agreed softly. His voice sounded even worse without the vocoder modulating it, rough and tired and strained: vulnerable, in a way that their armor was designed to conceal. 

Paz stood guard while Din ate, a hand on the assault cannon at his side, his body blocking the view from the entryway. But the sewers stayed calm, just the crackling of the fire and the child's happy coos interrupting the companionable quiet. He waited until he heard Din pull his helmet back on, and the soft sizzle of a wrapper being disposed of in the fire.

Then he waited some more.

"Paz," Din said, eventually, "What are you doing here?"

"Saving your sorry ass, obviously."

Din snorted, uncontrolled and undignified, and thunked his helmet ungently against the back of Paz's. 

"Paz."

Paz sighed, tapping his fingers one-two-three against the barrels of his cannon. 

"The foulding you saved," he said. "The one who was swearing the Creed."

Din hummed in inquiry.

"He is mine."

"Oh," Din breathed. "Oh, Paz, that's wonderful. Congratulations."

Paz grinned widely beneath his helmet, ducking his head a little. The fierce pride he felt whenever he looked at Ragnar, when he remembered that he'd been gifted with a child of his own to cherish - it still surprised him, sometimes, the depth of the emotion. He'd always loved the foundlings in their covert, would have happily died to protect them - but something about having Ragnar as his son made him want to live. 

"I came in second, as usual," he groused good-naturedly. "You'd already gone and found yourself a child first."

"Ah, that's...not quite correct."

Paz blinked. 

"What?"

"I mean I haven't, yet," Din said. "He's not mine, not really. I haven't sworn the words to him."

Paz blinked again.

Then he twisted around to stare incredulously at his utter idiot of a brother.

"You what?"

[pt 4]

[hinderr]

HTTYD AU's antagonist is Gideon, who really really wants to be a dragon. He goes about this in a Cruella De Vill way