Literature
Softy (Mandalorian x reader)
You sit in the back of a bar in a corner of space. You pay some attention to the fight taking up the middle of the room. You aren’t much for gambling so you didn’t place any bet, but that doesn’t mean you aren’t pulling for one of them. Though the only safe bet is one that isn’t a gamble. Your seat lets you watch the room, look for anyone worth watching. And what do you know, someone worth watching walks in. It’s not every day you see a Mandalorian. Mandalorians are infamous, strong, keen warriors. So why is this one walking funny? He paused just inside the door, took a few steps in then stopped, before taking a few more. Why is his walk stuttered like a malfunctioning droid? After one of his stops, he glances down before walking again. You follow his gaze, or rather the direction the helmet had faced, and between the legs of shouting gamblers you spot something tan and green. Trailing behind the Mandalorian is a small green creature in a small tan robe. It has big ears and wide