So, here's a question. Would cubi!Din be able to feed from robopaz?
yes. bc I said so 😆
okay but from a pseudoscience and metaphysics standpoint: maybe?
bellsy has said that roboPaz is some kind of ancient or old or extinct or just really obscure fringe technology (i dont remember the exact details rn)
so if I were to expand on that vague background to fit roboPaz into the monsterfucker AU, I'd make part of his power system integrate kyber crystals or something like that
why kyber? bc there's handwavey canon abt kyber having some level of sentience type deal that puts out ~☆vibes☆~
so: some kind of tech with kyber as part of the circuit + droids developing distinct personalities and sentience if they don't get wiped periodically = an evolved Pazbot able to put out vibes for Cubi!Din to feast upon
at least that's my hypothesis. @bellsyafterdark thots?
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ok so um thots on feral Din? like his cubi side is finally getting what it needs after all these years and is enjoying it. one day coincidentally fennec, paz, and boba are all busy and keep kind of brushing him off. and this unlocks something in him? bc he recognizes that these are his mates and they're neglecting him and he will make them satisfy him. he doesn't really remember his time as feral bc it's more like his instincts took over but. everyone thot he was hot and scary.
I love this idea but im blanking on thots so im gonna put this on the floor and open it up to the Council
the only thing I've got it like. Din dressing up super lsutty and storming into court. he either goes for one of his boys or, if he's being petty, picks a rando out if the crowd and makes it fast and hard and l o u d
Canid Cobb reminds me of this one jangobi fic where jango’s a werestrill 😳 it’s uhh. it’s very good.
👀ok wait would Cobb ever shift into a canid form [side note-is this like a full feral form? That’s what I was imagining] and “bully” Din (or Paz) to their knees in order to mount them in a semi public space. just imagining that Cobb’s sneakin round the palace as a canid (SO much more fun) and he comes across Din or Paz and he’s just overcome w the instinct and urge to fuck his mate, to breed.
They might try to dissuade him, (“Cobb! stop, anyone could come by!”) but he’s having None of it. Besides, the whole palace knows at least dins a whore, they probably wouldn’t even look twice. (Well they would. bc who wouldn’t, he DOES look just gorgeous w a knot stuffed in him)
Anyways yeah just,.. Cobb breeding one of his mates in public… once he’s done, he stays on top of them, licking their blissed out face while they milk his knot. Once it goes down, he pulls out and laps up whatever drips out. (Might have to shift to somethin else to be able to carry them back to their bedroom LOL)
🥵🥵🥵 I'm abt to look like an irredeemable pervert but THIS IS THE MONSTERFUCKER CONTENT Y'ALL ASKED FOR
warnings for: monsterfucking in the same vein as werecreatures (debatable beastiality), trans Din, dubcon (but only bc Din wasn't expecting it. if he were to say no Cobb would 💯 back off. idk if it's clear enough but he does consent to what happens.), cunnilingus, and cervix penetration. lmk if I missed anything. oh, semi-public sex.
also: it's worth noting that the follow up to this (as of yet unwritten) features the rest of the pack coming across this. bc Cobb set it up that way. or they're watching on a holofeed or smthn, idk.
It's not exactly strange to see animals wandering the palace of Tatooine's youngest Family. Word has gone around town that Fett's consort has convinced the lord to repurpose on of the two private shipyards on the campus. It now houses a menagerie of sorts, accumulated through deals made with the lord or his seconds.
Contrary to expectations, however, the menagerie boasts few exotic creatures. Instead, the majority of the beast kept in Fett's household are native to Tatooine. Most of them are not even hunting beasts; rather, many of them are the sort that would not survive without sentient intervention, lame or blind or old.
So it's no surprise--to palace regulars, at least--as a frankly enormous womp rat's claws clitter-clack down a wide hall somewhat removed from the more frequented parts of the palace.
"Cobb?" Din calls out into the dim space. The lights have been set to emergency-only in these parts of the palace to save on both power consumption and because the lights generate heat (negligible as it is) and why invite that in the desert?
The intermittent light fixtures give the space an almost liminal feel, just this side of eerie--if you don't have a partner fused with and eldritch entity, that is. Din makes his way down the hall, listening for the shifting of sand, the clatter of claws, footsteps. Cobb's message had said he had a surprise for them, had asked to meet in the vacant northern wing.
No one had been able to raise him on comms, since. The only reason there isn't a full search on is because Fennec, Boba, Paz, and Din had all cleared the entire palace, multiple times, when they set up in the palace.
Skitter-scratch.
Claws on sandstone, mid-to-heavy weight, around the corner at the next intersection.
Probably one of the massiffs, Din thinks.
...it's as good a lead as any. Cobb didn't exactly specify where in the wing he'd be. Maybe the massiff is following his scent; they are inordinately fond of the man, after all. Not that Din can blame them.
Din smiles to himself, thinking of afternoons spent with Cobb amongst Mos Pelgo's most recent litters of weaned massiff pups. He hear the scrabble again, but--behind him?
A chittering-yip of triumph is Din's only warning before a solid weight crashes into his back, toppling him down to his belly.
Raspy giggling, a wet nose snuffling between cape and helmet, enormous, thick-fingered and long-clawed almost-hands balancing heavy weight on his shoulders. Womp rat. Big.
"Atin?" Din asks, thinking of the half-blind female that had wandered halfway up the mountain path before collapsing, half dead. (They found rhe corpse of one of the six-limbed sand lizards that the local Raiders call 'the-burrowing-wrath-that-waits' amongst the slaughtered remains of the rest of the mischief. Fennec had named the womp Atin when they returned to the palace. Adenn had been absolutely smitten with both females.)
The giggles are replaced by a growl, teeth, tugging at Din's cloak. "Okay--" Din says, thinking quickly, but--there's no other womp rats in the palace that are big enough to be that heavy, unless-- "Cobb?"
Pleased chaffing of breath against his neck, one last tug on the cloak. Din laughs as the wet nose returns to his neck. "Alright, alright! Cloak off, I get it," he says, shifting up onto his knees so he can remove the apparently-offending garment. No sooner does he have the cloak bundled up than that nose is back, nudging at the helmet until he removes that, too.
The moment the helmet clears Din's head, it's sent skidding and rolling across the floor as Cobb knocks Din to all-fours.
"Cobb, what--" Din freezes as sharp teeth bracket his nape, grip firm but not breaking skin. "...Cobb?"
A rumble like a thunderstorm--the sound of a happy womp. Not quite a purr but not like anything else, either.
Din stays where he is as the teeth release. He watches as the paws in his vision retreat, Cobb's weight going with them.
He startles when a muzzle shoves against his crotch.
"Fu--COBB!"
With Cobb's muzzle tucked right up against his cunt, nose applying pressure directly to Din's clit, it's difficult to remember that this is a womp rat nosing at him. Within minutes Din knows he's absolutely soaked through his kute, grinding greedily back onto Cobb's snout, biting back moans.
"F-feeling... ad-ffffffventur-rous, hah?" Din manages to get out eventually; Cobb giggle-yips what Din assumes is an affirmative. (It's kind of hard to mistake, given the circumstances.)
"Alright..." Din pants, trying to think. "W-wha--"
Cobb is done talking, if the growl he interrupts Din with is anything to go by. It's also followed by the withdrawal of that warm snout, to be replaced by a broad, thick-fingered paw--
Din groans as the crotch of his flightsuit tears under sharp claws. He yelps as a somewhat rough tongue laves over his folds, dipping between to taste him. Din's hips cant back and he drops to his elbows, riding back onto that inhumanly long, dexterous tongue works him closer and closer to the edge.
Din whines, long and high and deprived, when the tongue withdraws. His thighs are shaking with the need to come, he's so close, so close--
His shrieks echo through the halls as Cobb mounts him in one quick thrust, cock long and narrow and new, unlike anything Din has felt before. Not even Fennec's toy collection has anything that feels like this.
Din shudders and quakes through his orgasm, prolonged by Cobb's erratic thrusts. He's ramming Din's cervix hard enough to make Din wail, unable to stop coming as Cobb rails him with a womp rat's dick.
Din is crying, he feels so good, so embarrassed, so ashamed. Anyone could turn the corner, find him on his knees for what appears to be a wild animal. Sure, this wing isn't in use, but there's storage rooms that get accessed as needed, occasional patrols that pass through.
And here is Din, on his knees like an animal, getting fucked, getting bred like a womp bitch in heat, and loving every second of it.
Cobb's thrusts, erratic and uncontrolled, get faster, harder. That's all the warning Din gets.
He shrieks again, wails, howls as something about Cobb's cock changes inside him, widening before it's rammed against his cervix one more time and--
This time, it pushes through and locks in place, hot fluid pumping directly into Din's womb.
END NOTES:
I have decided!! that womp rats are essentially space hyenas!!!! bc I said so!!!!
also: not only do female spotted hyenas have pseudopenises, but the males' glans inflates like a knot! hyenas are fuckin weird and I love the lil bastards.
I just watched Kenobi and I'm all emo about my og star wars blorbo (no spoilers in case you haven't watched it, just vibes)
Can we take a moment and consider, younger cubi Din befriending the hermit who lives out in the Dune Sea? Din chased a bounty out that way once and wound up shocked into cooperation by the older man who suddenly just... Appeared out of a cave? And offered him a drink and a meal?? When Din was carrying a corpse back to his ship??? The whole thing was so confusing that Din just wound up agreeing out of instinct and wound up sharing a meal (with a quickly-constructed screen) before even realizing quite what's going on.
Obi-wan isn't familiar with cubi, he doesn't know exactly what's going on with Din, but he gets some sense through the force of what Din needs to survive (though he can't exactly tell Din, not without revealing how he knows). So obi-wan does his best to be attentive and affectionate with his new friend, and he's pleasantly surprised when Din comes back a couple months later, next time he's on Tattooine.
(he's less surprised when they fall into bed together, but obi-wan's an incorrigible flirt and Din's surprisingly receptive)
okay so first off thank you for notspoilers, im not being super circumspect abt avoiding spoilers but I am trying
second this is adorable????? and I love it. obi is also one of my og blorbos and im so happy to see him again 🥰
AND THEN YOU HIT ME WITH THEM FALLING INTO BED
just saying: you realize din's like. college undergrad-mqybe grad student age at the point Kenobi is set? so probably they'd meet, Din'd stop by periodically, and maybe at some point he's planning to head out to see the crazy wizard but first he's desperately horny so he's just gonna pick up a rando before he heads out
but Crazy Ben is in town bc the Force poked him "grocery shopping" or shit and then voila: chance meeting, like:
Din stumbling against a wall in an alley with some creep getting handsy
Obi misreading the situation and intervening all "this is not the hookup you are looking for 👋"
Din: I mean I appreciate the gesture but I really need to be fucked rn
Obi, picking up the Vibes in the Force: ah. I see. well, you could go back in there and find another being of questionable morals and ethics. or we can go back to my place, have some tea, and get down to business.
and Din is so on edge and also exhausted and it would be nice to spend some "quality time" with someone he doesn't have to worry abt going for his buy'ce or the rest of his armor (previous occasions have shown Ben respects such things)
so yeah, then Din gets his first taste of being cared for. idk, Obi might be a soft dom? def very attentive. and sexy teachable moments 😆
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No thots just cubi Din starving and heartbroken, shoulders braced against the mattress, hips up against the bed's headrest, weak and sloppily reaming himself with one of Fennec's meanest toys when the pack get back from their banquet
(I don't remember if you said precisely how or where he did this so I'm taking artistic liberties)
I had stuff typed up for this but then phone call of meandering confusion????? and it all went out the window uuuggghhhhhhh
EDIT: here's the "hunger..." outline
I was thinking along these lines, yeah. Boba, Paz, and Fennec have all been on rotation for missions, patrols, falling-asleep-in-the-office-bc-working-too-much, etc. they haven't been spending much time with Din (they also each might all think the others are spending time with him). they spend fleetingly affectionate moments with him, but brush him off when he tries to offer his assistance.
uuuhhhhhhhhhhhh the 2wks leading up to the banquet, none of them have been back to the suite. Din has been surviving solely on visits to Garsa and her staff. (this is pre-knowing he's Cubi)
anyway, the last mmmmm 2-3days? before the banquet, Din hasn't had the energy to even leave their rooms. he barely gets out of bed. he reaches the deliriously-horny state he used to find back alley hookups to avoid, but his body got so used to being well-fed that he can't do that.
so he tries Fennec's toys.
he knows it won't help, toys /never/ help, not without someone there with him. but he hurts so damn much, he's so fucking /hungry/ but anything he eats just comes back up. he's so horny, he's dripping /everywhere/, he's so dehydrated, he's cramping so hard he can hardly /breathe/ for 10, 30, 40 minutes at a time.
(awful thought here bc of another outline I just realized I haven't published: if he were pregnant when this happened, they'd find him with bloody thighs)
at first, his partners think it's a celebration, a reward: their hardwork has payed off and Din wants to have backbreaking ecstatic sex as congratulations
they realize as soon as they actually get close to him that:
his ribs are showing again, his hips are too prominent
the suite is in shambles, there's toys and lube strewn throughout, furniture knocked askew, Din's armor piled haphazardly on the ground, the sheets have been torn to shreds
Din clearly has no strength left, yet is trying to fit Fennec's most recent goal-toy--enormous and punishing and terrible--into his raw-red cunt, crying, near-silent sobs wracking him
he doesn't even seem to notice them, and when they rush to him, try to get his attention, he can't seem to focus on them; Din thinks he's hallucinating again
also, this is all Even Worse and More Life-Threatening bc Din's body, finally getting the sustenance it needs, had kickstarted his Cubi puberty. thats why he lost weight so fast and why the starvation is hitting/so much harder/ than any time previous.
there's some more pain and trauma points but I forgot them and they haven't come back 👿 however the "hunger...." outline has a section that briefly deals with this scene....I think?
(honestly idk anymore, I thought I posted an outline earlier but now I can't find it rip gotta copypasta again)
Do Cubi Din’s mates taste different to him? Does he ever get a craving for one of them? Like he wakes up hungry for Boba, but he’s working in court. Din was taught to be pushy for his food though so he works his way between Boba’s legs, mouthing at his cock and waiting for him to stop entertaining the stuttering diplomat and satisfy Din’s craving.
that is an excellent idea, anon, thank you for the imagery 🔥🙏
the idea of ppl "tasting" different is really interesting, too. I think it's more like... Paz and Boba and Fennec and Cobb love Din in different ways, so the Vibes they put out have different "flavors"; if Din's craving devotion, he goes looking for Paz; if he wants to feel someone's pride in him, he finds Fennec to challenge him; if he's feeling like smug satisfaction and adoring greed, he bullies Boba's thighs wide around his shoulders and gets to work. and there's limitless variations, these are jsut examples i could think of.
so tl;dr yes, Cubi can have "cravings" for certain Vibes and Din is slowly learning he's allowed and encouraged to seek them out from his partners when he's hungry
EDIT: this is also making me curious abt Cubi pregnancy cravings now lol 😆
I'm all emo about Boba not feeling worthy of becoming a mythosaur and like? Din who's comfortable with himself and confident in his identity as both a Mandalorian and the Mand'alor versus Boba who's having a lot of his confidence shaken by becoming, you know, some version of the symbol of Mandalorians and
Din: do you think I'm a worthy Mand'alor?
Boba: what? Of course I-- of course you are. Even the bastard sword thinks so.
D: do my decisions hold weight?
B: of course, Din, what--
D: there is no one I would choose as more worthy of this than you. Would you argue with your Mand'alor?
(is Din sitting on Boba's dicks for this exchange? Obviously)
...ngl I kinda want Din pegging Boba instead. don't get me wrong, therapy cocksitting is a thing they do but I think Boba's being stubborn and Din's frustrated and wants to peg some sense into him. also Din gets too distracted when he's riding so the strap lets him focus on Boba better 😌
