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This is so sweet.

"With a tightness in his chest, Din realized that the colorful painting in front of him was the closest he would ever get to see just how much his face was capable of lighting up whenever he laid eyes on his son."

OHHH MY HEART. 😭❤

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just a little somethin’ somethin’ i felt inspired to write yesterday based on this post by @mandowhorian​

imagine Din accepting a bounty for force sensitive artist reader and when he pulls up to her private studio it’s just filled of paintings of him with his mask off because she’s been getting visions of her soulmate..

word count: 1.7k

warnings: none (except for the fact that this is my first time writing anything star wars related so i just wanted to say my bad if it’s absolute f*cking swill)

After three exhausting weeks of tracking her across four different systems, Din had finally managed to locate his latest quarry. It turned out she’d been hiding on a very small moon along the outer rim that was mostly unoccupied except for a handful of villages that were scattered across its lush surface. The tiny hut she had taken refuge in was tucked away deep within the forest and nearly seven miles from the nearest settlement. It had been so well camouflaged by the nest of trees that surrounded it, that Din had almost missed it completely while stalking through the dense foliage clutching the tracking puck that was pinging loudly in his gloved hand. 

He’d found her crouched over and tending to the small garden that was planted behind her secluded home, so focused in digging her small hands through the fresh soil and seemingly oblivious to his silent approach until his large shadow eclipsed her kneeling form. The sight of which caused her to turn slowly and face him, only to be greeted by a blaster pointed directly between her eyes as his low modulated voice warned:

“Don’t move.”

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