ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ

'when I die, let the flames devour me,

when I die, set me free'

| the Mandalorian | era flexible | SWRP | 18+

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

❝ I was not born on Mandalore. ❞

➣ lit/desc
➣ 18+, (N)SFW, lewd in DMs only
➣ semi-selective
➣ banter +SLs
➣ gay, multiship
➣ parody / roleplay - not affiliated w/ disney or star wars

♡ + ↺?

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

@ElioHarik Din silently wraps his arm around Elio, trying not to disturb him too much. He takes off his helmet and leans his head against Elio's, so that the beskar doesn't hit his head.

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

@ElioHarik He's walking along, not really going anywhere in particular, when he spots a familiar hat....

He smiles to himself. Din approaches Elio and turns to slide down with his back against the wall until he's sitting beside him. He can't quite decide if he wants to wake him yet.

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

He smiles as he catches his breath, nose pressed against Elio's.

"....hey," he says with a hint laughter in his voice.

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

A hand goes to Elio’s hair and he presses himself closer, letting his other hand fall to Elio’s waist and deepening the kiss.

Yes, this is definitely what he needed.

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

@quiaiuspretium || hello i have been very much IA recently but if you would ever like to do an SL or something fun you can always reach out :’)

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

He's just gonna... shut the door and take off his helmet. And now he closes the distance between them and kisses Elio, perhaps not the greeting he'd expected, but Din can't resist.

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

No real reason. He'd just... like some company. Elio's company.

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

He can't wait.

In the meantime... has he got anything going on at the moment?

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

He's smiling just thinking about it!

Although he's not much good with animals, as much as he'd like to be. Elio will have to teach him.

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

Oh-

He had to stop to figure out how to breathe for a moment.

He would like that. Yes, he would like that a lot.

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

That sounds.... very nice, actually. Far safer than their current profession.

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

What is he saving for?

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

He groans before shakily attempting to get to his feet.

"Probably wise. It would be nice to get out of.... this," he says, gesturing vaguely at his bloodied and grimy clothing.

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

"Ha. I admire your optimism."

He wants to take Elio's hand, to kiss him, but Din looks down at his hands and sighs. They're covered in blood, as is the rest of him. So he just leans on Elio, for now.

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

He huffs out a laugh which quickly turns into a cough.

”All right. Fine. Next time, okay?”

Din gives Elio a wavering smile in his near-delirious state.

“We do make a good team.”

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

He sucks in air through his teeth at the cold bacta, then sighs with visible relief as it begins to numb the wound just below his ribs. Unlucky, right under the reach of his chest plate.

“Wasn’t sure I was gonna make it out of that one,” he says quietly, almost inaudible.

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

It's a relief to be free of the weight of all his beskar, but he can feel the dangerous temptation of sleep in the back of his mind, threatening to overtake him.

"Sorry about the mess," he says, gesturing at all the blood, trying to stay awake. "Hope I don't leave any stains."

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

He nods stiffly screws his eyes shut. He feels like he’s suffocating, and suddenly he scrambles to take his helmet off, desperately needing to take in fresh air.

”It’s– good to see you,” he wheezes with a weak attempt at a smile.

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

He winces, and his breath hitches.

“Some– some other– hunters, tried to– tried to steal my bounty. Didn’t– ah– didn’t turn out well. For them or for me.”

[ᴛʜᴇ Mᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ @onceafoundling]

He's barky standing as it is. The world is tilting and... he's slumping to the ground.

Trying to keep his eyes open.