#mand'alor!mando

[wonderlandsakura]

Kind of annoyed at people saying Din's armor is grey. Cause it's not, it's silver. Not dull grey. It's not painted at all. It has no colours, it has no meaning. It's a blank slate, a new beginning. For himself and for his people.

[stealingpotatoes]

Exactly how spoiled is Marley the loaf cat in tl4j

way way way too much

(commission info // kofi support!)

[lil-ace-of-spades]

Bruh...

[doodle-list]

✨ Manifesting for season 3 ✨

[oftenlyshitposting]

i think it's gonna be so funny if eventually somehow, ahsoka 'tired master' tano and sabine 'chaotic padawan' wren meets with din 'no clue' djarin and his little weird green force wielding baby din grogu

like their (somewhat) children are perfect venn diagrams; sabine as a mandalorian jedi padawan, and grogu as former padawan now mandalorian apprentice, and they're both force users (to a degree)

i think din would look at sabine, look at ahsoka, and would have so many questions

din: that is your apprentice?

ahsoka: that's mine

din: you refused to take grogu as your apprentice, but took this chaotic mandalorian instead? really?

ahsoka: it is what it is

*sabine parrying a strike with her vambraces before striking with a lightsaber and her blasters*

din, impressed: yeah okay, i see why now

ahsoka, proud: yep

bonus

ahsoka: what happened to the darksaber?

bo-katan: unfortunately, it was broken mid-duel

sabine: you wielded the darksaber again?

bo-katan: yeah, din won it from moff gideon

sabine: that's cool, for me i had to find and retrieve it from a nightsister witch cave

din: ...you found the darksaber? when?

sabine: when i was a rebel

ahsoka: she wielded it to fight the imperials

din: YOU WIELDED THE DARKSABER?

sabine: yeah, but i gave it to lady kryze after that

din, to bo-katan: THAT'S HOW YOU GOT IT IN THE FIRST PLACE?

bo-katan: yes...?

din: *is now more confused than ever*

[corazondebeskar-reads]

Kinktober Day 23 - Breeding/Fancy Dress (Din Djarin)

mhi ba'juri verde

Mand'alor!Din Djarin x f!reader

Word Count: 1k

Summary: After Din is crowned Mand'alor, you make good on your promise to fulfill the rest of your vows.

Warnings: Breeding, p in v unprotected, gratuitous sappiness, throne sex, mando'a, this is basically what it says on the tin. I mostly wanted an excuse to think about what a Mandalorian gown would look like.

inspired by the Kinktober 2023 prompt list by @absurdthirst.

also on ao3

When his guards have cleared everyone out of the throne room, Din remains seated. His elbows rest on his thigh guards, and his helmet rests in his gloved hands.

You climb the steps and kneel before your Mand’alor.

He looks up and groans. “Not you, too.”

“Can you blame me, Mand’alor?” you give him a sly smile. “I’ve been on my knees for you for far longer than anyone.”

He’s exhausted. The decorum and theatricalities... he understands. Manda’yaim is returning to strength, and putting on a formal ceremony for the first Mandalorian on the throne in far too long was a smart political play.

He hates that he has to think about smart political plays.

But he looks down at you, in a truly impressive display of craftsmanship, and thinks there are some perks.

You smooth out the skirts of the gown, which is woven in and around your armor. It’s the green of your hal’cabur and the silver of his, with embroidery like liquid beskar. Some of the layers of fabric are actually coated in near-molten beskar and hardened into plates. It’s draped in thin beskar chains. No expense spared—though the decorative pieces will be remelted and used for foundlings, as is The Way.

“You look radiant,” he says. “Let me see you, cyare.”

You lift off your helmet. No one will be able to enter the throne room, not with it sealed and the guards posted outside.

Din takes his off as well and leans back on the throne. “Come here,” he says.

You climb the stairs and go to kneel at his feet, but he tugs you into his lap. “I don’t think I’m allowed on the throne,” you say.

“I don’t think you’re allowed to defy your Mand’alor, either.”

You laugh, and he exaggerates a pout.

“Are you laughing at your king?”

“Oh, no, ner Mand’alor, I would never.”

At the affected simper in your voice, he grins. It’s contagious, and you grin back before it fades into a fond smile.

“You looked so strong and sure up there,” you say, straightening the fur-trimmed cloak on his shoulders. “Someone the people can place their trust in.”

“Don’t,” he says softly. He’s heard it all from you before, and while he’s inclined to believe you, as he would trust your opinion above all others, he’s still uncertain about his suitedness for the role.

“Din,” you murmur, placing a chaste kiss on his lips. “There’s no one I’d pledge myself to other than you. Not Bo, not Paz, not anyone. But my offer to run away with you still stands.”

He smiles. You both know neither would run away from duty, but he appreciates the sentiment.

“Should we attend this great celebration in your honor? Stop Fett from giving the kid too many sweets?”

“Mmm, just a moment. I’d like to do something else first.”

You narrow your eyes. “You know I’m fully armored under the dress, right? They did not build an easy access panel for you.”

“Well, then, they’ll be dismissed.”

You roll your eyes.

“Please, cyare?”

Your protests die as soon as he's spoken. His beautiful brown eyes look up at you with love and desire. But you make a show of groaning and getting up, tediously removing your dress, holsters, girth belt, and all the panels of your armor so you can open your flightsuit and step out, completely bare.

“No access panel, but I saved you the trouble of undergarments,” you said. “You’re going to help me put that all back on quickly when you’re done, right?”

He was leaning forward, an elbow on his knee, and chin rested on a fist. The smirk on his face told you he had enjoyed watching you perfunctorily strip down. When he finished looking you over, he leaned back again and extended an arm.

You took his hand and slid back over his thighs. “This seems unfair,” you say, originally intending to tease but then feeling it genuinely when you settled on the cold beskar.

“Just this morning, you were telling me how I get to ‘spoil myself’ now that I’m Mand’alor? I’m just taking your advice.” He reaches down and pulls his cock out.

You lean back a little, sulking that he didn't have to strip naked in a frigid room also. “Okay, but really, how is that fair?”

He rubs the head of his cock over your clit until you whine, and then pulls you down onto it. You gasp, unprepared for the stretch of him.

“Still worried about if it’s fair?”

You shake your head and moan as he helps you bounce with his hands on your hips.

“Hey,” you say breathlessly between kissing and nipping at his neck, soaking up all the noises he made. “You remember when I said I wanted to wait until all this was settled?”

His hips stutter, and he freezes. “Don’t tease, cyare.”

“I’m not, ner riduur. It's as settled as it will ever be. We have a lot to do for Manda’yaim, but it feels like the right time.”

His stare is intense, pupils blown dark, and he tightens his grip on your hips. “You’re sure?”

You lean in to kiss him. “Positive.”

He pulls you in, arms tight around your back, licking into your mouth with ferocity. He sets a rough pace, leaving you to cling on with your arms around his neck while he fucks up into your wet cunt. The sound echoes in the chamber, but it won’t occur to either of you that the guards could probably hear until much later.

“Last chance, cyare. You’re going to let me put a baby in you? You want more ad?”

“Please,” you cry, grinding down to hunt down your own release.

He’s never spilled inside you before, the two of you too careful, too aware of the danger around you. But Manda’yaim is stabilizing, her people returning. And though you both love Grogu, you’ve always known there was room in your heart for more children.

You cum when he fills you, the warmth and pulse of his cock intoxicating. You’re not sure how you’ll ever go back to a different way.

He whines when you stand up. “It’s not going to take if you let it drip down your thigh.”

“Guess you’ll have to try again later.”

He does, in fact, help you redress (though his wandering hands take much longer than if you had done it yourself).

Mando'a Translations (in order of appearance):

mhi ba'juri verde - we raise warriors Mand'alor - the ruler of the Mandalorians Manda'yaim - the planet Mandalore Hal'cabur - chest plate of Mandalorian armor Cyare - beloved ner - my (ex., ner Mand'alor is my Mand'alor/my King) riduur - spouse ad - children

[bestbountyhunterinspace]

The Armourer: "The songs of eons past foretold of the Mythosaur rising up to herald a new age of Mandalore. Sadly, it only exists in legends"

Me: *suddenly gets a foreboding feeling and remembering Din's unfortunately habit of being the main character and how good he is with animals* There's no fucking way

[larkoneironaut]

The Mand'alor we need

[gabrielislovegabrielislife]

I just know mando x reader fic writers are CRYING that his family name is Din and his individual name is Djarin (including me)

[hootydoot]

Mand'alor

[agentscamander-romanoff]

I just understood that I prefer Children of the Watch over other mandalorians,because they sort of have sense of community. The other group that is present to compare is Nite Owls and show doesn't show them in details,but we could see it throught the characters.

Nite Owls are mocking Children of the Watch for following The Way,old traditions,yet they can't follow Bo,because"by our traditions Mand'alore must possess the darksaber". Ironic,isn't it?

While Children of the Watch's position is illustrated by Din pledging loyalty to Bo-Katan.

"To be honest,it(darksaber) means nothing to me or my people,nor does station or bloodline. What means more to me is honor and loyalty and character..."

This quote extremly good describing Din and Children of the Watch.

Children of the Watch are more of found family,they are not ideal,they are fighting,but they are standing for each till the end. They revealed their whole covert just to save one Din and Grogu. Strategically,it's stupid to sacrfice everything for one member,but they are community,family,they loyal to each other untill the end.

[wonderlandsakura]

Mandalorian season 3 episode 2 spoilers ahead

THE SYMBOLISM OF THE MYTHOSAUR SCENE OMG

Our gorgeous, pathetic, unwilling baby (Din, not Grogu) slips and falls all the way down the deep end (like he did into becoming the Mand'alor, he took a few steps in and then got completely sucked into it, omg) and falls unconscious (cause you can't let him know he's the chosen one, he'll completely freak out and run away), the poor dear.

The unconscious part is also potentially symbolic of him not knowing what he's doing, not knowing how much of a Mand'alor he is being, and plainly just not knowing what he's doing, btw.

Anyway, Bo-Katan (who is not unconscious and also actually knows what she's doing and how to lead as a Mand'alor and that Din is super the chosen one) comes down to get him and carry him up to the surface (cause gosh is he going to need help, and she's the most uniquely qualified for the job) ...

And they (Bo-Katan) see a mythosaur.

THEY SEE A FUCKING MYTHOSAUR.

AND YOU KNOW WHAT??!!

The mythosaur cracks open it's eye to look at them.

LIKE IT'S WORRIED ABOUT THEM (din), LIKE IT'S GIVING THEM (din) IT'S BLESSING, LIKE THEY (din) ARE NOT SOMETHING BENEATH IT, LIKE THEY (din) ARE WORTH IT'S ATTENTION

IT'S FUCKING AMAZING

(btw, it's also saying "yes I'm real Bo-Katan, so please help the pathetic mess that is our Mand'alor out, cause yes, he does actually deserve the title, and is in fact the actual chosen one, come to bring a new age your people, cause I do actually exist and approve of the idiot, thank you very much")

So yeah.

Also the fact that Din's super strict Creed is actually called the Way of the Mand'alor??? And he actually follows it super strictly, like without it he's nothing??? And only breaks it for the benefit of Children, which in Mandalorians Creed "are the Future"?????

LIKE HOW MUCH MORE FORESHADOWING DO YOU WANT TO PUT INTO THIS DUDE (it's like wolf wolf, son of wolf, if you know what I'm talking about)

More importantly, HOW MUCH MORE INFORMATION DOES HE NEED BEFORE HE REALISES HOW MUCH OF A NIGH PERFECT MANDALORIAN HE IS????

Like.

1) Way of the Mand'alor

2) Children are important above all else

3) full beskar armor (which is, btw unpainted, a blank slate, a new age, it's perfect!) (1st tenant of Creed)

4) incredibly skilled as a warrior/hunter/provider, is an actual beroya, for his tribe and people, even those who are practically strangers to him (Bo-Katan, Boba) (5th tenant)

5) respected by the head clans of the 3 factions (they would come if he called them, and since he's the Mand'alor, that's the 6th tenant for them)

6) willing to listen, respect, and learn about the creed and history of those who follow different ways (very good, since Mandalorian society previously collapsed partially because they were arguing over whose creed was the best)

7) Would fight, kill, go out of his comfort zone, and even violate his creed for his family (Grogu) (3rd tenant)

8) Can speak not just Mandalorian, but also a variety of other languages, including at least one form of sign (very useful for communicating with his scattered people (2nd tenant)

9) literally teaching Grogu about mandalorian culture now that he knows he accepts him as family in return (4th tenant)

10) follows the resol'nare (the 6 tenants) in his every action, seemingly without having to think about it

11) being re-baptised in the living waters (like Jesus) (btw the symbolism of being reborn again as he is being denoted as the person who will bring a new age)

12) the Fucking Mythosaur

Like Din? Get some self-esteem. And self-care while you're at it.

Anyway I can't wait till Saturday (today's a Thursday for future readers and those across the world) when I can continue watching Din stumble (or fall) deep deep deep into Mand'alor-hood unwillingly and unknowingly

[stealingpotatoes]

where is Din now if I may ask? I miss him

HE'S GOOD he's leading Mandalore!! also hanging out w sabine bc she's leading the remainders of Clan Wren (after coming to terms w her grief and culture bc thats what i'm pretending the Ahsoka show was abt!)

[lil-ace-of-spades]

This episode is just Din being a dick to droids on purpose (╹_╹)🗡

[the-djarin-clan]

Him using Beskar to combine with Grogu

[inkstainedhandswithrings]

I love how from everybody elses perspective its like:

and then from Din's perspective it's just: