Din Djarin's starting life in a quiet town in West Virginia. He's got a handyman job and he's finally being seen how he wants to be seen. He's going to see how this whole life thing works out for him. Then Cobb Vanth storms into his life and makes the days that much more special.
The lengthy prequel/flashback fic to my other T4T Appalachian Dincobb fics. Those aren't necessary reading for this.
Words: 25,809, Chapters: 17/17, Language: English
Fandoms: The Mandalorian (TV)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Din Djarin, Cobb Vanth,
Relationships: Din Djarin/Cobb Vanth,
Additional Tags: T4T Dincobb,T4t Appalachian Dincobb,Trans Male Character, Trans Din Djarin,Trans Cobb Vanth, Explicit Sexual Content, Gender, So much gender. gender gender gender!, gender euphoria, Gender Dysphoria, Opposite of a slowburn. forest fire., Young Dincobb for flavor, Alternate Universe - 1990s, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Recreational Drug Use, Trans Fic by a Trans Author
How are we Dincobb nation 😳 i did it I finished it…. here’s the link to my fic if anyone wants it… I’m too shy to post a preview shhdhhdhdjd. It’s explicit & ~4500 words . If u know me irl DO NOT LOOK OR I’LL KILL U FOR REAL.
So, now that I've finished the Ballad Series, I have two DinCobb projects in mind.
What should I wrote first?
A) That stupid crackfic set during the night in the desert with the Tuskens, with a ton of cliché tropes (I.E. fake marriage, truth serum, there's only one bed tent, and so on), Millenial pop-culture references as a treat and very awkward, very improvised camping sex.
B) That angsty h/c fic where they are sort of fuck buddies badly hiding their real feelings because they are both emotionally costipated, then Cobb get shots by Cad Bane and Din leaves because he blame himself for what happened, only to come back to rescue him from some Bad Guys™, slaughters his kidnappers and brings him back home, where they can finally stop being stupid and confess their feelings.
For the record: both stories will have explicit smut, toothrooting fluff and happy ending. That's my brand.
Welp, after three months of intense, soul-crushing writer's block and a few years of wanting to write some kind of Star Wars fic - I finally managed to cure both issues.
All it took was two space cowboys, who I personally think deserve good things after everything that's happened to them.
I started writing this because I had a very specific scene I wanted to do and originally the fic was just going to be that specific scene. However, I like to make things complicated (I don't really) so I decided "I should write even MORE events to lead up to this scene."
Anyways, this was a fic worth losing sleep over for because I don't feel like a complete and utter failure for not being able to write anything (I'm half-joking). Yeah? Ok. Enjoy the first chapter!
Title: A Universal Wish (Ni Kar'tayl Gar Darasuum)
Summary: Sometimes the universe is nice. Sometimes it will answer quiet prayers and desperate pleas with little to no fine print, no clauses, as if it’s trying to make up for all the times it abandoned or wronged you. Sometimes the universe cares for its creations instead of cursing them for damnation. Din prayed that this was one of those times.
Sometimes the universe is nice to Din Djarin
OR
Din Djarin reunites with Cobb Vanth once more and gets a little more than what he bargained for.
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Din knows he's not one to stay put in one place for long; he's got jobs to run and a kid to keep safe. Or maybe he should start staying put, give the kid a stable home, and listen to a certain handsome Marshal when he reproaches him about always leaving too soon. Or maybe he should take the Marshal with him. Or maybe the Marshal is saying it all for the sake of banter, and Din can't tell the difference.
Maybe Din wants to marry the Marshal and never leave his side despite not being able to even figure out how the Marshal feels about him.
It is done, it is complete, and I'm very, very happy with the result.
Okay, I wrote this because it kept me awake at night that Cobb wasn't in the movie. I just had to fix it for my sanity.
Summary: After Nal Hutta, when all is said and done, Din and Grogu are about to leave Adelphi base. But it appears someone is there, waiting to meet them.
Set at the end of "The Mandalorian and Grogu" movie
Pairing: Din Djarin x Cobb Vanth
Words: 1k+
Rating: General Audience
AO3 link
Edit: and wattpad 🤭
"Mando! Someone's here wanting to buy a drink for ya!" Zeb called from the threshold of the bar. Din turned back again, not sure if the Lasat was teasing him.
"Who?" he asked cautiously, but didn't get an answer. The Anzellans were encouraging Rotta to come in, and Zeb was looking at them with a soft smile. The whole party entered the bar, leaving Din and Grogu outside.
Mandalorian looked down at his little fellow. "Who might it be, kid?"
Grogu just cooed in confusion.
"Think we should check or leave it?"
"Aa-ba."
"Okay." Din grabbed the kid in his arms and followed his friends, who disappeared inside. The bar was quite quiet at this hour. Everyone was doing their duties, just the squad taking part in the action on Nal Hutta and a couple of others were venting there. It was one of the others who called out as soon as they were inside.
"A large spotchka for this weary wanderer!" A familiar figure appeared in front of them. "And juice for the kid."
"Cobb?" Din whispered, while his heart suddenly sped up as if he was being chased by an angry rathtar.
"Being so close, you never dropped by." Cobb's tone was playful, but Din heard those sad notes underneath. "That's not nice of you, partner."
Grogu squeaked happily, stretching his little arms to the Marshall.
"There, there. At least one of you missed me," Cobb took the little one gently from Din, who stood stiffly. The Mandalorian's cheeks were burning red under his helmet. Once, because he was ashamed of how badly he had treated his friend, and second, because he was always flushed when Cobb was around.
The Marshall put the kid on his hip and sat down at the bar. He looked at Din and patted the seat next to him encouragingly. Grogu babbled something animatedly all this time, surely trying to tell Cobb everything they had been through, though the man didn't understand a thing. However, that didn't stop him from being interested and saying, "Oh really?!" or "You don't say!" from time to time, smiling and making concerned faces at the kid.
"Seems like you've been through a lot of drama." He summed it up when Din sat next to him.
The bartender placed two glasses of spotchka and a bottle of juice on the counter in front of them. Din quickly lifted his helmet and drank half of his portion to calm down his nerves. He hasn't seen Cobb from that terrible night, when the sheriff was still in a bacta tank, and everyone was sure he wouldn't make it. Din, when left alone with the unconscious man, revealed all his feelings for him. Then it turned out Cobb had lived, and Din had no idea if he had heard the confession, but he was sure he didn't want to face the consequences of allowing feelings to take over, so he avoided Cobb from then on.
Now, when he looked at the Marshall lovingly talking with his adopted son, and the said adopted son was so happy to have Cobb present, he felt guilty for not keeping in touch all this time. They seemed so much into their interaction that they didn't pay attention to Din. Grogu pointed to Rotta, the anzellans and Zeb, sitting around a nearby table and drinking spotchka too.
Cobb looked that way. "That's your new friend?"
The kid nodded eagerly.
"You're good at making new connections, ain't you, partner?"
Grogu lowered his ears modestly and gave Cobb a shy smile. "Ah."
"And you're so cute," the Marshall sat him on the counter and took his little palm in his fingers. "I bet you get it from your father." He looked at the Mandalorian with a bright smile. "He's damn cute, too."
Din gulped, suddenly regretted he didn't take the whole spotchka at once.
"How are you feeling?" he gathered the courage to finally ask. "Are you good after the bacta tank?"
"I'm fine now." Cobb shrugged. "As good as new. But I retired. Let the younger ones rule the world."
"What? You mean, you're no longer the Marshall of Freetown?"
Cobb smirked at Din using the new name of the town. "Well, I discovered Tatooine is no longer the place for me." He grabbed the glass with a spotchka and swirled the contents. "Currently, I'm in search of a planet without all that sand."
"Are lava fields fine to you?"
This question slipped before Din had fully thought it through. Cobb looked at him with a little frown, but then he smirked again. "Oh, well, actually I don't mind living even near the Krayt dragon as long as you two would be near."
The Mandalorian reached for his drink again, feeling like his chest was about to explode. Grogu cooed encouragingly and got up to affectionately touch Cobb's face.
"Hey, don't we all get too emotional, okay?" Cobb laughed, patting Grogu's head.
Din, emboldened by alcohol, decided it was now or never. He took a deep breath and said. "He's not the only one to miss you, Cobb. I missed you too. Very much. But I have doubts… I wasn't thinking straight when you were injured in the bacta tank…"
"So, everything you told me then," Vanth interrupted him. He was still holding Grogu's hand. "That you love me and want to be with me, wasn't true?"
Dank Farrik. So he had heard and remembered all of it.
"No!" Din replied quickly, trying to stay as calm and clear as possible. "It was true… It's still true… But… I wasn't sure about you returning the affection."
Cobb tilted his head. "And how about now? What do you think are my feelings for you now, Mando?"
Din gulped. "Now… I'm still not sure. But it doesn't change how I feel, and I - I still… I still love you, Cobb Vanth."
Cobb sighed in relief. "That's what I came here for in the first place!" And he grabbed Din's shoulder, pulled him closer and lifting up his helmet, he kissed him softly.
Din's guts exploded, Grogu exclaimed his happiness with some more babbling, and the rest of the bar guests started clapping at them.
"Kissy boyz," the Anzellans seemed content. "Nice, nice!"
"Looks like you'll have two pops now, Grogu!" laughed Rotta. "You're the lucky one."
Grogu giggled, but the Mandalorian and the former Marshall pay attention only to themself at the moment.
"Is this enough for you to be certain?" asked Cobb quietly, interrupting the kiss.
This time, it was Din who smirked, and due to his helmet being lifted, Cobb saw that smirk. "Hm… I think I need another kiss… You know, just to be sure."
