Vod'ika! Might I request some hcs for Boba playing ba'buir/danger uncle to Grogu? I feel those two could get up to some pretty crazy adventures :D
Heather!❤❤ of course, thank you!!
Boba & Grogu being adorable menaces:
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I think that Boba would very much be like "what am I supposed to do with this thing" the first time Din asks him to babysit
Din is hesitant in leaving the child with him but he has had worse caretakers he trusted even less in the past, so Boba is pretty high on the list
There would be a moment where Grogu and Boba just look at each other, sizing the other up
Boba would frown, Grogu would frown right back. Boba would tilt his head, Grogu would do the same.
There is just some kind of understanding passing between them, without ever having to exchange a word, and in the end the little guy is nestled in the fearsome bounty hunter's arm, chirping curiously at everything he sees
Boba would take him walking along the halls of the palace, holding him like some kind of bread loaf, and they won't say a word but Grogu just rests in his arms and look at whatever they stumble upon
He would never admit it, but the first time Grogu sneezed Boba started to laugh so much at the disgruntled face of the little green child it made the little one babble in indignation
Boba has him on his lap, playing with a soft fabric ball while he handles audiences with the locals of Tatooine and deals with the scum of the Outer Rim
Little Grogu is always very interested in those dangerous people that visit his uncle, leaning forward with curiosity, ears raised high
When Boba has enough of people, he might go for a jetpack ride with the little menace he has to look over, and seeing how happy Grogu gets, laughing and whooping into the wind, he makes a few turns that are just a tad too sharp and moves that are just flashy enough to be unnecessary
He actively encourages Grogu throwing his toys at annoying people via the Force; Boba will give him an appreciative back pat which Grogu just loves
The toddler likes playing with Boba's vambrace until some button is pressed that should definitely not have been (he launched the rocket once. Boba was not amused. Grogu was very much)
Boba offers Grogu beer as a joke once, the little one took him seriously, and before he could blink, half the can was down the little one's throat
Panicked yelling ensued and a medbay visit was warranted, but since the droid says there is nothing to be worried about he keeps it a secret from Din
Din absolutely knew that something had happened when Grogu could not stop hiccuping but he was not about to ask
Boba is still like "what am I supposed to do with this thing" no matter how long and how many times he has watched over Grogu, but at some point there is this acceptance between them
The little one just loves chilling with his uncle because he let's him play with more things than his dad does
And Boba loves chilling with Grogu because he likes being around a little one who trusts him with their full heart, and is not scared of him
For our lorge blue recycling bin man Paz Vizsla, when is the first time he says those three words "I love you"? Mid-battle? During a quiet moment at random? During smutty times when he doesnt realize he said it until later? Give me your thoughts }:}
Heather!! Thank you so much for this, I enjoyed writing Paz again a lot!❤
The first time Paz says "I love you"
Paz Vizsla x gn!Reader
Warnings: canon typical violence, blood/injuries
Wordcount: ~500
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Paz is not a man who rushes into saying the big L word to you. He is not too shy to tell you, on the contrary, the whole covert will know if he had taken a liking to someone, he is obvious like that
He is quiet and doesn't say much, but it's not too hard to put two and two together when he finds excuses to be around you at every single opportunity he gets
Finding new topics to talk to you about, inviting you to spars, asking you to accompany him on the supply run, inquiring about your opinion on clan politics, you can see how he appreciates your presence and will actively seek out your opinion
Of course, in the beginning you thought that Paz was just being friendly, and you liked talking to him very much as well, but there were certain things that would... stand out
Little things that you cannot think of as strictly platonic
Maybe he would reach out and take your hand, or let his palm rest on your shoulder for a second longer than necessary
Maybe he would automatically straighten and greet you when you walked into a room, letting you come closer to him than he would for anyone else
Maybe he would jump right in front of you during a particularly difficult skirmish, taking a shot that was meant for you
Maybe he would reach out and gently rest his palm on your cheek, thumb brushing so tenderly over your face that you could not help but close your eyes, leaning into his touch
Paz's voice takes on a different quality when he is with you, his voice becomes deeper and softer, and that might have been the biggest indicator that he feels more for you than a simple friendship
There was no flourish when Paz finally confessed, no grand gesture or gifts, it was not meticulously planned at all: he blurts it out after a close call on a supply run, crushing you against his chest, his hand cradling the back of your head
"I love you," he tells you, and you could not help but holding onto him even tighter, heart beating so fast you felt faint
"I love you too," you murmur, and he holds you so tightly that you were actually feeling faint
He gently knocks his forehead against yours, holding your face between his hands, the moment passed too soon, getting interrupted by other people checking on you, but the two of you always kept each other in your peripheral view
It was a bit before you got a quiet moment together, but once you did, you could not stop smiling as he told you those three words again, holding your hands tightly
Sneaking a kiss, eyes shut, he mumbles it against your lips and you could feel his smile pressing against yours
And from there on, he uses every possible opportunity to let you know
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Idek why I'm tagging so many for this short of a piece but you did say you want to be on the taglist🤷🏻♀️
Headcanons - Celebrating Lunar New Year with Grogu and Din (gn!Reader)
AYYYY my dear people, LNY has arrived and I am already SO excited for the event🥺 I hope that many have written or done something for it, and don't forget to either tag me in it or send your pieces to me via DM so I can reblog it!
This is not strictly Asian!Reader and is more ambiguous but it is still about Chinese/Taiwanese practises that I've grown up with. I've reworked the frames so LNY can fit into the Star Wars universe and I hope you enjoy this!❤
Wordcount: 800
🎆新年快乐, 恭喜发财! / 新年快樂, 恭喜發財!🎆
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The Moon Festivals are always a huge deal throughout the galaxy, even if not everyone celebrate it like they do for Life Day
Din didn't celebrate it before meeting you, but he knew some customs. When you express that you missed the celebrations from your home, he is a man on a mission
Finding a planet with a market was easy enough, he just didn't have a clue about what was actually necessary, and what was just holonet advertisements
He originally wanted to surprise you, but when he saw the huge variety of things that were sold for for the Moon Festival, he just asks you directly
It was for you, and he wanted to get it right, so Din approaches you and asks, listening intensely
Actually wearing red clothes was a bit complicated since you did not want to spend too much money on it and it would be impractical overall, so you settle on the little embellishments that were still red and brought good fortune
You buy little incarnate knots made out of red string at the market and hand a small one to Grogu, and he wraps his little claws around it, smiling at you with those little teeth
Unsure if Din would want to have one of the string knots, you give him one regardless, and he attaches it to his belt without a word, keeping it there for the rest of the day
Getting some of the specific food was a bit harder, but with some help of Grogu's apex predator instincts (aka reading the signs, but you're not about to tell the green baby that) you manage to find some dumplings
You explain the story behind the dumplings to Din, how they are shaped like the currency that ancient cultures that celebrated the Moon Festival. That they bring good fortune and express wishes for stable income
Coming across a stall where they sell red paper and little lanterns, you buy the cheapest ones, because even if they don't look as nice as the bigger ones, they will look perfect in the Crest
You also buy many tasty little treats for Grogu and judging by the excited coos and grabby hands, the small bundle could not wait to devour them
Back at the ship, you keep the little one out of the food's reach (since you still wanted some when you were finished) while Din and you decorate the hull
He hangs up the little lanterns while you place the red paper strips at the sides of each ramp, explaining how the red colour is rumoured to chase away evil spirits
Din wasn't about to discuss with you if those spirits were real, he had seen enough things and when he looked at what Grogu is capable of, he doesn't question that particular custom
The lanterns were small and glowed rather dim, but combined with the yellow lights inside the hull, the ship looks very warm and comfortable and Grogu can't stop cooing at the pretty colours (Din decides that he likes it very much and would probably keep these lanterns even after the Moon Festival)
That night, you share your food together, and you explain the meaning of each, adding the little backstories to each and every one of them
How you eat fish because it is a pun for surpluses in life, rice cakes for making you grow tall, noodles for longevity, apples stand for peace, oranges for luck, and so on
You hand Grogu a little red envelope, the credit inside weighing the paper package down, but upon seeing the money, he waddles over to Din and hands it to him with a sweet smile (Din was not choked up, not at all, what do you think?)
Because you did not want to risk any injury with fireworks, especially with the green toddler around, the only thing you had bought at the market were sparklers
Din wants to show off to his son and ignites the sticks with his flamethrower, Grogu giggling in delight. You, however, are not as amused
Letting the little guy hold onto the sparklers for the first few minutes, you would take them away if they burn down too low, not wanting to risk him getting injured
He was wary of the fire at first, but -- like the little menace that he is -- Grogu found an instant love towards the sparklers
All in all, even if it is not as traditional as you were used to, celebrating the Moon Festival on the Crest with your little Clan is a very sweet experience, and you would not want to have it any other way
Random crack hc request for all three di'kuts! If Boba, Paz, and Din somehow magically got turned into frogs (no i dont know how) what kind of frogs do you think they would be? (in this scenario Grogu knows they are friends and wont eat them just to be clear). Also please ignore me while I vibe with Fairytale AUs in a violent yearning manner X'D
Heather I almost busted a lung writing this request because I could not stop laughing at this dhdhdjdhdjdd THANK YOU
What if the Mandos turn into Frogs (+pics what I think they'd turn into lmao):
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Boba:
Spends the first few minutes staring blankly at his reflection without moving a single muscle
He is internally screaming for most of the time followed by "What will I do now?"
How a frog manages to be a bounty hunter you never know but he somehow pulls it off
Like a little demon frog, you have no idea where he would be and he just appears sometimes, scaring you to death
Imagine those kinds of cartoons where a ridiculously small animal beats up and smacks around a larger one? Yeah Boba does that
Will ribbit at you in a threatening manner and have you genuinely terrified
Sometimes he let's you hold him in your palm though, just settling in and kinda chilling
Will jump away the second you try to pet him though
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Din:
First thought is that it's some kind of Jedi magic
Second thought is that Grogu was too hungry and used the Jedi magic on him
Third is realising that he would never do such thing and feeling bad for thinking about his son like that
But even with that, the second Grogu toddles into the room he yeets himself away because he's not risking that
And for the first few hours, you still keep an sharp eye on the small child so he would not accidentally eat his dad
But the little guy seemed to know that this particular frog is not for eating, and just started to babble at Din while he ribbits back
It's a very bizarre sight but you figure you might as well deal with this
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Paz:
You have never heard a frog scream and you were not even quite sure that they could
But Paz starts screaming bloody murder and curses up a blue (green?) streak, hopping around in a circle angrily
The loud flops and the angry ribbiting was... concerning to hear and you had to be careful not to start to laugh because as bad as you felt for him, the sight was hilarious
The angriest frog you have ever seen
Sits on your shoulder and glowers at anyone who passes by, glaring down the people who stare at you
Accepts head pats but only if no one is around, gets a big smile on his froggy face
You make him a little parachute because he misses having his jetpack, or hold him in your hands to zoom around
He doesn't tell you but he appreciates the flying very much
BEHOLD:
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It’s one of those facts that are common sense and self-explanatory: stars shine, hyperspace is blue and space is cold. Of course, you’m were not often cold on board the Razor Crest, the ship had a decent heating system for her age, and your clothes were all warm enough for space, but in times like this?
You cannot seem to warm up.
Buried in the blankets that were stacked onto your shared bunk, curled into the fetal position, you listened to the baby snore in his pram and shivered.
You were freezing from the inside, it seemed, your fingers stiff and cold as you tucked them to your side, your toes numb as you wriggled them under the usually warm blanket.
Getting up, you gave a full body shiver as your bare feet hit the icy metal, goosebumps running up your legs, across your torso, spreading along your arms which you wrapped around yourself. You flipped the blanket down when you were up. Hopefully enough warmth will be conserved so you won’t have to crawl back into a cold bed when you’re back, or even better yet, get your husband into it with you.
You checked on the Child, who was sprawled like a starfish in his pram and snored peacefully, button nose twitching. A smile crossed your face at the sight, and if your fingers were not blocks of ice, you would have reached out and traced the little one’s cheek. But since you didn’t want to wake him, you just tucked your fingers against your side, and moved towards the door.
Using your elbow to press the button on the side, the door to the little hallway that connected the captain’s quarters with the cockpit hissed open. Really wishing that you had worn some socks or shoes now, you shivered as you made your way into the cockpit.
The blue and silver swirls of hyperspace illuminated the inside of the ship, the recently cleaned viewport granted every passenger a crystal clear sight of the warp outside the ship. Din was sitting in the pilot’s seat, helmet off, datapad in hand as he read something on the screen. His head turned around as you entered, and his body followed as he took in the sight of you, shivering and hunched over.
“Why aren’t you in bed?” Din asked, holding out a hand for you to take, and when you inched closer, his warm fingers wrapped around your wrist, tugging you close.
“Hm,” you made, “Guess I just missed you?”
You took his features in and admired the way how the light of hyperspace softened his face. His curls were softer, his face more relaxed, his eyes brighter, and his mouth looked more inviting than ever.
Din pulled you even closer, and placed a kiss onto your wrist, where his hands seemed to thaw you, melt you, warmth running through your veins at the press of his lips against your skin. You smiled at him, and he looked up, dark eyes full of affection.
“The baby?” Din asked, and you gave a reassuring nod.
“Starfished in his pram,” you said, tempted to mimick the little one if it would not make you even colder, losing some of the precious body warmth you were trying to conserve, “Snoring.”
He smiled, and muttered “womp rat” in a loving voice. You stepped closer to the pilot’s chair, and wriggled your toes against the cold metal floor.
“It’s been a long day,” Din said, baritone voice sounding like molten honey.
“Yeah,” you agreed, bending down slightly and pressing a kiss to his forehead, “Come to bed, riduur?”
His hand came up, and cupped your face, thumb gently grazing across your cheek. “In a bit, cyare,” he said, “I’ll be right there.”
You pouted at him. “But I’m cold,” you complained, “I’m practically an icicle.”
Din snorted, his smile almost splitting his face as he shook his head, “You’re exaggerating.”
“No, I’m not!” You said and rolled up your sleeves, showing him the goosebumps all over your arm, “Look at this!”
He laughed and moved to stand up, his body close to yours as he took your hands, held them close to his chest. “You’ve convinced me,” he said and gave you a cheeky grin, “I’ll warm you up.”
Your soft smile at his words prompted him to kiss you on the forehead, before gently knocking his against yours. The both of you enjoyed the quiet moment, before the cold made you shiver again.
“All right,” he said, amusement in his voice, “Let’s get you bundled up again.”
You made your way back to the captain’s quarters after Din looked over the stats for a last time, ensuring that the ship will not exit hyperspace for many hours. His fingers intertwined with yours, the two of you entered the dark room, the only sound in it the wheezing of the little child.
Both of you chuckled and chided each other in a hushed voice as to not wake the baby, and made your way to the bed. He held up the blankets and you scooted into the bed as fast as possible, sighing in relief as some of the leftover warmth was still there. Din quickly joined you afterwards, his solid body pressing against yours, an arm slung over your waist as his chest met your back.
You shivered, and turned around, before you tucked your fingers under his warmth. Din barely suppressed a yelp and gave you a slight shove which made you snicker under your breath.
“Your fingers are as cold as Hoth,” he chided, but moved closer anyways, “Why didn’t you just stay in bed?”
“Couldn’t warm up,” you murmured, voice giving away the smile you wore in the darkness, “It’s better now.”
“I can feel that,” Din deadpanned, “You’re an ice block.”
“Do something about it then,” you said and snuggled closer.
The baby gave off an ear-rattling snore, making both of you laugh, shoulders shaking with the effort to keep quiet. It took a bit of time until you settled down again, and Din still shook his head as he huffed in amusement.
“Menace,” he said, a smile audible in his voice, “He’s lucky he’s cute.”
You snorted. “That he is,” you said, and snuggled closer to him, “Din, you’re a heat pack.”
“Glad I can be of service,” he said dryly, before pressing a kiss against your forehead “Now, sleep. I’m here.”
Could I please request a HC when boba finally realises hes fallen in love with reader even though he tries to have this tough 'I dont care' persona?
Thank you 😊
Hey Emma!! Thank you so much for this request, I had so much fun writing this!!
Realising he has fallen in love
Boba Fett x gn!Reader
Wordcount: 500
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Boba usually would not bother with feelings, most of the time he doesnt even let people get close enough for him to develop any. It’s nothing personal, it's just the way he is, the way he always was
With you, however, he always had a bit of an unconventional relationship, keeping an eye on you more closely than he usually would, subtly inquiring after you if its someone who he trusts, or using his honed skills as a hunter to track you down and gain the knowledge of your well-being that way
He is kind of a silent guardian in that sense, you would probably not really know how much he cares about you if he didn't tell you, because he is quiet in his affections
I don't think he thinks too much about how much you started to mean to him at first, you're just someone he looked out for a bit, nothing more, nothing less. You're just… there
You were just someone he tolerated more than the other people he knew, someone who he did not mind seeing, and he always felt a pang of disappointment when you were not there-- wait a minute
Suddenly, he realised how much he appreciated your presence, and the more he thought about it, the more he became nervous
The bounty hunter should always be free of attachments, that's what his father had taught him, there is no one that he should fully trust. Because in the end, everyone uses everyone and it is better to be a step ahead than stumbling behind
And he tries to do it, to distance himself from you, to become indifferent like he had done many times before to many other people
But this time, it doesn't really work
Not in the same way
You give him little smile, different from your usual teasing ones and his thoughts just stops cold
Boba might be covered in armour and wear a helmet all the time, but this time he could not control the expression behind it, completely awe-struck with the way his chest and his face suddenly, inexplicably felt warm
The second he realises the feeling behind it, he just kind of shuts his emotions in a tiny little box and tosses it away to the back of his head, deciding that it is a problem for another day
That another day turned into another week. That turned into several weeks. Into months.
And all the time he was able to ignore it when he was on hunts, when he was dealing with clients, when he was neck deep into chasing down another bounty. But when he settled in the pilot’s seat of the Slave I, he could not help but but think back to you. He could not forget the soft way you had smiled, the look in your eyes as his heart stuttered in his chest
Even with the armour covering him from head to toe, you had pierced through it, struck right into his heart. And you did not even know it, he is sure
There was just… something about you that he could not shake. Something he didn't want to shake. So even when he doesn't see you for a while, he is still thinking about you.
Hoping that you're alright.
Hoping that you could give him that soft smile again
