#scoby writes

What is a Jedi

who fights like an angel and a demon had a baby

who begs to borrow your helmet again when he craves for a break from the noise of the Force

who writhes in pleasure when you caress a spot of thin air a couple of feet above his right shoulder

What is a Jedi

You’ll never know and deep down your beskar-covered heart doesn’t care

Grogu led him through winding streets, until they hit a tavern. It looked cosy enough - a place where Djarin might have enjoyed sitting down and letting the kid eat a bowl of chowder. But what made him flinch back was the banner hung over the door - the banner announcing the event they had going on tonight:

OUTER RIM SINGLES NIGHT

“No, no, no, no, Grogu, we’re not going in there!”

But Grogu was already over the threshold, tiny figure disappearing into the crowd.

“Dank farrik”

--------- Roughly for @dinlukeweek prompt: Fake relationship Inspired by all the fanart where Din Djarin's helmet blushes

“Are you free next weekend?”

“Yeah…”

“Would you like to come over? We’re planning to order something nice for dinner and make cocktails.”

“Just you and Han?”

“Well…” From the tone of her voice, Luke can already hear where this is going, before she even says it: “We’re inviting someone else, too. Han’s old friend from the underworld.”

Luke drops his head in his hands with a sigh. Sounds like this is about to be the umpteenth time his sister is fixing him up.

--------- where Leia is definitely not fixing her brother up with a Mandalorian

After closing the call and locking Grogu’s phone back into the box, Luke hid the key back where he found it and walked out of the tent. Except that no, he knew that he should just walk out of Master Yoda’s office tent before breaking any more rules, but his legs refused to move. Instead, he found his hands reaching for the drawer storing all the kids’ personal information folders.

Quickly, he browsed through the first few letters of the alphabet, until he reached the folder dedicated to Din Grogu. Inside it, Luke’s attention was drawn to his contact details - or more specifically, emergency contact details. Out of the two available lines, only one was filled, specifying that in case of emergency, the person to contact was Din Djarin.

Din Djarin. No one else. Din “Bedroom Voice” Djarin was Grogu’s single father. SINGLE FATHER.

--------- OR: 5 times Luke falls for Din Djarin's voice, +1 time he falls for his looks.

Holiday season is close, so I compiled a series of all my holiday-themed fics, including:

🧘‍♂️ Just here for the savasana - DinLuke [T], 5.2k words, modern AU Paz gives Din and Grogu a well-meaning Christmas gift of a parent-baby yoga course, which delivers a fair share of embarrassing moments and possibly another dad for Grogu…

🎁 Join me, Ken - Reylo [T], 2.6k words, modern AU Little Rey and Rose playing Barbie Reylo

🍆 Gingerbread house - DinLuke [E], 6k words, modern AU with fairytale elements Din and Luke go at it in an actual gingerbread house, sex pollen infused gingerbread involved

🎅 He's real - Reylo [T], 2.8k words, modern AU Rey finds an unconventional Santa Claus to bring her kids' presents this Christmas

🎄 Never too much fur - DinLuke [T], 2.9k words, canonverse Din and Luke spend Life Day with Chewbacca’s family and discover surprising features of Wookie culture

🛢️ CSO meets Oilio - Rey x Matt the Radar Technician [T], 2.2k words, modern AU How a company pre-Christmas party turns into a transformative experience. Dedicated especially to anyone experiencing climate anxiety

And Din tells. Everything. Finishing with how he climbed up the rainwater pipe to eavesdrop on what Gideon and Pershing discussed about the… Pet? Child? What was it even?

After he finishes, Luke only has four words: “We have to go.”

“What do you mean?” Din secretly wishes Luke means what he thinks he means. Wishes Luke would validate the unreasonable, irresponsible, unprofessional urge he has felt ever since leaving Moff Gideon’s jugend villa.

“We have to go rescue him.“

I love you, Din wants to say.

There is nothing to do, and Luke is probably also somewhere on a long hyperspace lane, flying towards them with nothing to do, so Din might as well sit down with his back against the stone, write against his cuisse and ask Luke to elaborate:

What would it be that you want?

The response comes fast. The pen and paper manifest on the stone with a soft thud, and Din reaches over his head and back to get them in his hands. He chuckles aloud when he reads Luke’s newest message:

It’s not suitable for a child’s ears, actually

On a whim, Din writes back:

Well, the child is asleep 😉

He had better smudge off the winking face he scribbled at the end of the message...

--------- OR: When Grogu connects with a Jedi through the seeing stone, something spills over from the connection - an object that ends up connecting Din with the same Jedi, in a surprisingly heated encounter

Leia was about to drop the vibrating chair in the toss pile, but Luke snatched it from her hands. “If you’re going to toss it anyway, do you mind if I take it? I’d gift it to my neighbour. His baby keeps crying all day every day.”

“Why do I sense that there’s something you’re not telling me?”

Luke only shrugged, even though technically, Leia was right. No, Luke was not exactly telling her everything. There was no way he was going to disclose the detail that the said neighbour was hot.

--------- For @dinlukeweek prompt: Courting gifts