I learned how to make GIFs on Procreate
Here's one I made of Paz and Din!
Clink-Clink-Kiss-Kiss
Please do not use without my permission.
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I learned how to make GIFs on Procreate
Here's one I made of Paz and Din!
Clink-Clink-Kiss-Kiss
Please do not use without my permission.
EDIT: Thinking of making this into a sticker and/or keychain. Gotta clean up the line and everything but, thoughts?
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Made a sleepy baby Jae.
Working on my script for May the 4th and took a break to write something my brain wouldn’t let go of.
Boba: Mandalorian’s have always been, and always will be Mandalorian’s. Fancy swords or not.
Kryze: The Darksaber is more than a sword. I don’t expect an aruetii (outsider) to understand.
Boba: Oh, I understand Princess. I understand rich pricks with entitlement issues. I understand their need to gain power, to rule over those they see as lesser than them. Excluding them from the club, but keeping them under heel.
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Din: Why should I keep it? It’s just a fancy sword, as you said. I didn’t want this.
Boba: Mh, I did say that. Power is corruptive Djarin. I am intimately familiar with it; how it moves, how it changes.
Din: It’s a poison.
Boba: It’s a drug. Once taken, eventually abused. It becomes a festering need, an itch, a hunger never satiated. It’s never enough and you seek to gain more.
Din: I don’t want this.
Boba: But you have it. And maybe I’m a fool but, so do I now. We can make this work together.
Din: Boba - sounds like you’re already chasing the high.
Boba: Could be, or maybe its my natural optimism.
Din: Tch. This is how people get addicted, Boba. Thinking they’re special enough to change things.
Boba: Got nothing to do with being special, Din. Only smart. Smarts landed us where we are, and smarts will lead us onward. Not forever but maybe long enough to do good.
One Shot for In Honor
@ad-libitum-degusto sent me a PM with the following
“I wrote a small scene that came to mind:”
Rhillallis had managed to pin the younger Mandalorian beneath his weight, the large, firm hand scruffing him hard had the little Omega squirming to lift his hips in submission to the big Alpha.
The Alpha was confident that the den he had made was well hidden, he took his time stripping off their armor and exposing his hard won prize. It hadn’t been an easy fight; Din Djarin was a strong opponent. But now the Omega was all too willing to submit, putting up no fight as the Alpha pulled him into his lap.
Propped up against the wall of the den Rhillallis was content to let Din ride him and set his own pace, the big Alpha barely moving. Only when Din began to slow, exhausted, did he wrap his huge hands around the trim hips, lifting to drop the small Omega back down onto his cock repeatedly.
Rhillallis was only slightly larger than Paz, but even that slight size increase was significant and had Din panting harshly and groaning each time the thickest part of the Alpha’s shaft passed his entrance. He came twice, once on his own as he rode the Alpha, and again as the strong hands lifted him, used him. His eyes rolled back and he let out a long moan, almost pained, as the Alpha’s knot swelled to lock him in place. He slumped forwards onto the broad chest beneath him.
Rhillallis sighed in lazy contentment as he spilled inside Din’s slick heat, soothing a calloused hand down the Omega’s back. He continued to stroke the slim, muscular back as his other hand idly fingered his ass, easily slipping in a thick finger. The smaller man sagged against his chest and moaned, smelling thoroughly and blissfully well fucked.
He noticed too late, the scent of a furious Alpha, as Paz Vizsla crashed down just outside the nest. Rhillallis was in for a hell of a fight, he wasn’t sure Paz would let him walk away from it this time.
What I wrote in response:
Paz stood over Din facing Rhillallis, his body blocking the small male from Rhillallis' sight. He no longer had a right to look on Din's face. He'd been beaten in combat, quite thoroughly in fact. He'd have to limp home and should be grateful for it. Were it not for Din shouting at him and Paz remembering the rules of engagement, Rhillallis might not have ever been able to go home at all. He would have killed him. (Should have killed him- his inner Alpha whispered). He watched the other gather himself and painfully depart, growling all the while and stalked the other as far as he could before his instinct insisted on returning to Din.
Din's body was wracked with mild tremors when Paz finally turned his attention on him. The large Alpha was expelling heavy pheromones of rage into the air, where they fester on Din's tongue. It told him all he needed to know.
The ground vibrated with each stamp of Paz' boots as his long stride carried him quickly to Din. Towering over the small male his inhale cut short by a snarling growl, "You smell like him." Instincts urged the big man to drop down on top of the naked omega, Din's breath pressed from his lungs from the weight of him. Reaching between the thighs he had come to know well, he found his lovers opening loose and wet from his actions with that Alpha. Fingers curling then slipping inside he began to scrap out the leavings of the lesser Alpha as he snarled, "I won't stand for you to smell of him. Only me."
Din whined shakily, only able to lay still for this new Alpha. Logically he knew Paz for his court mate but; his own instincts were running high from his heat, the rush of combat high from his own fight with Rhillallis and the one between the two Alpha's. His instincts were also at war with his logical brain, the one side ready and prepared to submit again so quickly to another Alpha and the side that wanted to insist that they were both adults not to be ruled by their baser instincts.
None of these were voiced once thick fingers delved deep to clean him from the inside, his too sensitive nerves lit on fire by each pass of those fingers twisting along his walls. His inner omega wailed, it wanted to keep the seed within to be nurtured into life but also wanted to submit to anything this much stronger Alpha had to offer.
The offspring would be more healthy, and strong with this Alpha. Better to appease this one than carry on lesser genetics.
With these thoughts in his head, Din willed his body lax and pliant. His thighs falling almost completely to the floor in an obscene display of flexible dexterity, opening himself up to the Alpha's mercy and inspection.
There was no doubt that he'd be thoroughly scented and no one would be able to catch even the barest scent of Din beneath Paz Vizsla's own.
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This whole thing was prompted by Ad, who continues to message me frequently and is honestly my number one reason for not ignoring In Honor entirely. Our PM is plentiful with conversation at this point about The Mandalorian and technical speculation lol @ad-libitum-degusto has asked great questions and had lots of insightful ideas/speculation about the fic and the show, and honestly that’s a big help to me! <3
One of those recent convos included the idea of Din sharing his heat with someone other than Paz. Ad has a fondness for Rhillallis. Reminder: The In Honor ABO Mandos follow what is called “courting” and Din and Paz are not true mates nor are they “engaged” (affianced). Courting is more of an open relationship status that only signals that Din and Paz are considering marriage at some point IF they both decide they are compatible. In that time however, both Paz and Din can acceptably court other potential partners. So, it’s like dating and is often treated as dating but both parties wouldn’t be changing their relationship status on Facebook XD
They are technically still “single.”
Hopefully this little fun one shot can tide you over. Or it’s making you more ravenous XD
@masonisanxious @askalphapazvizsla
Why does Paz have a big gun?
So all the Omegas know who does it best.
Multiple targets,
Repeatedly.
If Din went into heat and Paz either didn't find him or lost in combat to another Alpha, who would want to read that?
It sets up some interesting future growth ideas 🤔
I've played with it and been asked about it.
Realizing I didn't mention it here...
For May 4th,
In Honor chapter 16 will be dropping at 35 pages long! 🙌🏻
I've mentioned it's my Problem Child, that's why it's so long 😫 😆
I'm going over In Honor and found something hilarious! The coincidence is like, wtf?
The trailer gave us the line:
Wherever I go, he goes.
I just found an old line that reads:
But his home was his family and his family was with the clan. Where they were, is where he would always be.
Lol wtf 😆😲
Am I out here writing accidental predictions?!