#Young Boba Fett

[emeryxyz]

so i did a bit of art

u dont know me . but hi anyways this is my first ever finished digital drawing hip hip hooray i made this like a good long while ago but. its here now this is aVERY OLD OK VERY OLD

boba and omega except for I HATE BABIES I HATE THEM I HATE SUTPID BALD BABIES DIE OMEGA LOOKS SO STUPID STUPID BALD BABY also THE SHADING ON BOBAS LEG LOOKS LIKE INTENSE LEG HAIR THAT ISNT REALLY A BAD THING BUT HES LIKE. 9?? and the hair good god dont ask me what i was doing with the hair OR omegas shirt i was in a time crunch BUT ANYWAYS HERES MY REFEREMCE :D

[enththeqqa]

Angy and happi kittens

[tesalicious2]

Bossk and Boba Fett is hilarious. Bossk, having no idea about human needs and is just born able to survive, raising the Boba Fett, who can kill a man in many ways while also being a pre-teen and very traumatized, is just such a funny concept.

Their shenanigans would be legendary. Their trying to navigate their familial relationship while being business partners only really bound together by a dead guy.

Anyway some headcanons now:

Jango took Bossk (only Bossk) to Kamino to meet Boba several times over the years

Bossk, who was friends with Jango for a while, was/is very out of his element with Boba is every way

Their first meeting when Boba is a baby goes like the meme, 'wanna beer?' 'hes a baby!' 'idk, what am i supposed to do with him!'

The second time they meet, Boba is four and at the age where fear is not a thing so he, after staring at Bossk silently for 5 mins, asks 'what do different species taste like? what do *i* taste like?'

Bossk did actually explain everything and Jango was a def taken aback

They meet several more times and Bossk has looked after Boba on an occasion or two

At some point Jango tells Bossk that if something were to happen to him, Boba should stay with Bossk and he has an account set up with money to pay Bossk for doing so

Bossk does accept this and Jango hands a communicator with only Boba's number, he carries it with him at all times, and they don't mention it again

Bossk gets a call on it and heads to Geonosis

During the whole thing with the Endurance, Boba and Bossk decide on Florrum that they don't want this kind of heat and leave Aurra there

Over the course of many years, Bossk becomes Boba's uncle(?) figure

Bossk teaches Boba how to effectively kill Wookies and some Trandoshian weak points which do come in handy on jobs

The first time Boba kills a Wookie alone, Bossk is very proud and keeps it in his trophy room

The Slave 1 is usually left with Hondo during their jobs unless they need more firepower because the upkeep is a little more than they can afford and still make profit (tho as the jobs get more advanced they use the Slave 1 more)

They do get arrested and end up on Coruscant for a short period where they end up owing Stone for sorta letting them escape (there was a massive riot and Stone had priorities)

Bossk does enjoy scaring people from time to time through looming over them

Bossk, being a member of the bounty hunters guild, is able to sponsor Boba for his own membership. However, Bossk makes it clear that Boba has to earn the other requirements on his own skills

[josephsaturn]

Annoying-ass kid

[bh-52]

Kids in Star Wars are so adorable that it's cruel.

Cruel because they'll most likely end up traumatised by the time they're a teenager.

Ezra Bridger, Cal Kestis, Grogu, Boba Fett, Petro, and Caleb Dume.

Katooni, Omega, Ahsoka Tano, Galen Marek, Leia Organa, and Asajj Ventress.

Vaylin, Thexan and Arcann.

Ganodi, Zatt and Gungi.

[j-on]

[kotemf]

Codywan week - day 7

This is my last (late) post for @codywanweek 2024, thank you guys for organizing this event because I sure enjoyed it. I hope you all enjoy reading the story. You can read here, on Wattpad or Ao3.

  Prompt: modern AU (teacher / university / academia AU), courting, dimension travel (by one character)

The mandalorian palace in Keldabe was under attack. It was Death Watch, only there was more of them than the haat'ade thought. There were supposed to be a few hundreds at most. These were thousands. They weren't prepared for this.

  Kote was in his room when the attack started. He wasn't dumb, didn't stay there. Just put his bucket on and went to fight rather than wait for the demagolkase to come for him. With his blaster ready, he ran through the corridors, shooting at every kyr'tsad warrior he came across.

  Making sure his blaster was ready to fire, he turned another corner. Someone was there. Only at the last moment, Kote recognized his buir's armor. He lowered his weapon. So did Jango.

  "Kot'ika..." Jango hauled Kote into a firm embrace. "Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum."

  "Why are- why are you telling me this?" Kote had a sinking feeling in his stomach.

  "Not all of us are getting out of here. You have to go, Kot'ika. While there is still time. Take Boba and get out of here."

  "But I- I can't just-"

  "You can and you will. Take Boba and go."

  "I can't- I can't! I can't leave you here, I can't leave the others here!"

  "I know it's hard, Kot'ika. But you have to do it, for Mandalore. You need to run and wait for the right moment. You will defeat kyr'tsad once, when the time comes. I believe in you, ner Kote."

  "I'm scared, buir," Kote admitted.

  "It's okay to be scared sometimes, Kot'ika. What matters is that you can face your fears. I love you." Jango brought their foreheads together into a gentle keldabe kiss. After a moment, he pulled away and with a brief touch to Kote's shoulder, he was gone.

  Kote suppressed his tears. This wasn't the right time for crying. He had to find Boba and get then out of there. He couldn't fail Mandalore. He couldn't fail his buir, his mand'alor. And most importantly, he couldn't fail his vod'ika.

  It's been two years since they crash landed on Earth due to some problem with the hyper drive. With their ship broken and no way to repair it on Earth, there was no way of going back. They were never going to see buir again, they won't even know if he survived the attack. The same goes for their brothers, their friends and the rest of the haat'ade. 

  It sucked but everything could be much worse. Cody didn't even want to think about what could happen if it wasn't Obi-Wan who found their crashed ship in the middle of a forest.

  Obi-Wan Kenobi was a wonderful man. It didn't hurt that he was also attractive. And so very mandokarla. When he found a damaged aircraft in the forest, he didn't go and report it. He made sure that Cody and Boba were alright, took them home with him and helped them to adapt and to get registered as citizens. That's how Cody got the new name.

  Cody loved Obi-Wan.

  They still shared an apartment, but a bigger one now. When Cody started seeking a new home for himself and Boba because they just couldn't bunk on Obi-Wan's couch forever, Obi-Wan admitted that he enjoyed their company. They ended up renting a bigger apartment, with a room for each of them, and splitting the bills. They worked well like that. Cody cooked and made sure that Obi-Wan didn't forget to eat. Obi-Wan watched Boba when before Cody got back home from work.

  Cody liked seeing Obi-Wan engage with Boba. He was a mandalorian. They gentle way Obi-Wan spoke to Boba, how he played with the boy, might be the main reason why Cody fell for him.

  Right now, Obi-Wan was once again patiently helping Boba with his math homework. Boba excelled in English, perhaps thanks to Obi-Wan being his English teacher, but he was struggling with math. Cody was glad Obi-Wan could explain math to Boba because he had no idea how he would do it.

  It also gave him time. When he knew that Obi-Wan was with Boba in the living room, he couldn't come to Cody's bedroom. Cody didn't need Obi-Wan walking in right now. He didn't want Obi-Wan to know just what was in the package that Cody got earlier that day. Obi-Wan would definitely have questions that Cody couldn't answer just yet.

  Cody waited for the weekend before revealing the contents of the package to Obi-Wan. He cooked dinner, same as every day, only then instead of bringing the dessert right after they finished their meals, he handed Obi-Wan a carefully wrapped package. Obi-Wan looked surprised. Boba, not so much.

  Cody was nervous as he watched Obi-Wan unwrap it. He was so sure when he picked it out. But what if he picked the wrong thing?

  "It's nice," Obi-Wan said a few moments after he finally got a look at his gift. He didn't sound too convinced. 

  "If you don't like it, I can just retu-"

  "No, no, it's nice," Obi-Wan lied. Cody was sure he was lying.

  "Obi-Wan, I can tell you don't like it. It's okay."

  "No, I do like it. I just... I guess I didn't expect you to gift me a knife? Not that I don't like it, it's just... unexpected."

  Boba leaned closer to Obi-Wan. "Knife is a traditional mandalorian courting gift," he whispered loudly enough that even Cody could hear it. Boba was smart, Cody had to admit. He himself didn't even realize that to Obi-Wan, the ornamented weapon might not mean anything.

  "A courting gift?" Obi-Wan's eyes widened in realization. "I- Cody, I had no idea you felt that way!"

  "It's okay if you don't feel the-"

  "Of course I feel the same!"

  Cody didn't remember the last time he was this happy.

  A few months later, Cody found himself standing in the forest, where Obi-Wan first found them and their crashed ship. Obi-Wan was standing next to him. He dressed into a suit for the occasion and Cody thought he looked gorgeous.

  "I love you." Cody couldn't help but say it for the millionth time that day.

  "Considering we're about to get married, I would hope so."

  Cody grinned. He still couldn't believe it. He was marrying Obi-Wan, the love of his life, his amazing cyare. He held out one of his old vambraces, something he didn't even wear anymore and that Obi-Wan will probably never have a use for, but beautifully traditional all the same. "Mhi solus tome, mhi solus dar'tome, mhi me'dinui an, mhi ba'juri verde," Cody recited the ancient mandalorian words.

  Obi-Wan took the vambrace before reciting the vows himself. He started learning mando'a shortly after Cody courted him, even if Cody assured him he didn't have to. He did love hearing the mando'a spoken with Obi-Wan's crisp accent, though. To finish the ceremony, he accepted a ring from Obi-Wan. That wasn't traditionally mandalorian but they decided that since Obi-Wan didn't posses any armor, the ring, traditional for most of the worlds in the galaxy, will be a nice exchange for the beskar vambrace.

  Then it was over. Just like that. They were married.

  Cody couldn't resist grabbing Obi-Wan, his beautiful, amazing riduur around the waist and spinning him in the air before finally kissing him. They kissed before, sure. But that was different. He wasn't just kissing his boyfriend anymore. He was kissing his husband. And Cody loved that feeling.

  Until Boba started fake gagging. Cody guessed he should've expected that from the nine years old. He couldn't say he was mad at the boy, though. Boba was a good kid, if a little grumpy. And as estranged as they used to be, being the oldest and the youngest of the brothers with almost twenty years between them, their time on Earth brought them together. Taking care of younger brothers used to be a chore but now, taking care of Boba strangely felt... nice.

  That being said... "We actually wanted to say one more vow today. If you will agree, Boba, that's it."

  Boba looked confused.

  "We were- we were thinking about adopting you," Obi-Wan explained.

  "If you don't want to, it's okay," Cody added.

  Boba looked at them, wide eyed. "You- you want to adopt me? Like... be my buire?"

  "Yes, darling. We would love to." Obi-Wan answered and in a moment, he had his arms full of a sniffling boy. Cody decided not to be offended at not being the first one to be hugged and instead hugged both Boba and Obi-Wan. His riduur and his ad. His throat was burning with tears as he said the gai bal manda. "Ni kyr'tayl gai sa'ad, Boba."

  "Ni kyr'tayl gai sa'ad," Obi-Wan repeated the words. Cody could tell he was crying and he couldn't really blame him.

  "I love you both so much." Cody kissed Boba's dark curls and then pressed a kiss to Obi-Wan's cheek. This was the most important day of his life, he decided. It didn't matter that there was no one to witness it, no one taking pictures and filming videos. What mattered was that Cody was going to remember this day until the day he died.

[sailor-strawberry-moon]

Pokéfied Fetts

[southwestofnowherecosplayers]

Omega from Season Three of The Bad Batch & Boba Fett from Attack of the Clones (April 14, 2024) at El Paso Comic Con Modeling by NJ, & Bee (with Flynn in the background), photography by Matt

[tobytoaster]

come on boba don’t be shy walk into a found family trope 🪤

it’s a crime that they haven’t met in canon yet

version without text under cut

[lordarsonizzzzt]

happy prie of the months or smth like that

[5eafoam5tar5]

hey lego people i have a question why is it none of the legos for either this guy or his dad are correctly colored

[josephsaturn]

Library visit (AU DRABBLE)

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Shmi thinks about things while she gets ready to go to the library

(This is a drabble for an AU I have where Shmi was taken by Jango to be a nanny for Boba)

WORDS: 595

CW: none as far as I know

Note: Shmi’s thoughts on the Jedi aren’t my thoughts on the Jedi, nor how the Jedi would be portrayed if I made a full-on fic for this AU

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Even though it’s been 3 years since Mr. Fett brought her from Tatooine to Kamino, Shmi was still shocked by how different the two planets were.

Tatooine was hot, dry, and sandy, and Shmi didn’t miss it one bit, but Kamino was cold. The cold was omnipresent, from the moment she woke up in her apartment to the moment she went to bed. On top of that, no matter how many layers she put on, the cold would always worm its way through to her skin. She didn’t think she could hate anything more than the anger of Tattooine’s suns boiling her alive, but Shmi thinks she’d prefer it over the constant, unyielding cold.

This cold isn’t just in the environment, either; evidently, the cold seeped into Kamino’s dominant species.

Shmi dreads to talk to any of them, with their callousness toward the sentient life they’ve made of Mr. Fett’s DNA, or their callousness in general.

That’s another thing, too: the clones.

Seeing as Shmi isn’t a trainer, she’s not allowed back there to be among or train them, but��there are windows nearby. When she’s feeling stir-crazy, Mr. Fett is planetside (which is usually only for a week or two between months-long bounties) and Mr. Gilamar is busy (which he usually is), Shmi will walk to a window and just…watch them train.

Children, the lot of them.

Children as young as 3 (physically, Mr. Gilamar had been very insightful on how they differed from her sometimes-charge when she asked), hooked up to machines for hours on end, staring at screens that beamed military training into their minds.

Children as young-looking as 6, learning how to take apart blasters and wield knives to take down men two times their size.

For a planet with a seemingly-infinite amount of water, this place is no more free than Tattooine.

And just like Tattooine, the Jedi won’t come to liberate these boys.

No, they’re an army for the Jedi: bought and paid for, even. The Jedi will come here in a few years to pick them up, and make them their loyal lapdogs, with no chance for these boys to live their own lives.

She should’ve spat in Master Jinn’s face when he asked to take her son.

“Miss Shmi?” A voice asks at the same time she feels a slight tugging on her dress.

Turning around, she sees her charge, the reason Mr. Fett brought her to this forsaken place.

Boba Fett, Mr. Fett’s 3 year-old son.

The only clone who’ll get to have a childhood. To grow up, to live.

“Can we-can we go to the li-b’rary now?” He asks, looking up at her with wide eyes.

Shmi lets out a soft puff and gives a small smile.

“Go put on your shoes, Boba.”

It’s not this boy’s fault for this, she knows that. He’s just as innocent as the other clones.

No, the one she truly despises is Mr. Fett. He sold his DNA to make an army, he treats everyone with indifference at best and hostility at worst.

There’s no positive emotion in her body for that man, not a lick of it.

Shmi smiles as Boba walks over, shoes on his feet. “Ready!” He shouts, giving her a thumbs up, and Shmi holds her hand out, not moving until the boy’s small fingers curl around her own fingers.

They both walked over to the front door of the apartment.

“So, which book do you plan on getting today?” She asks as the door slides open.

She might not be able to do anything for the other boys, but she’ll help boba in any way she can.

In spite of Mr. Fett.

[doctorsiren]

Please 😭

[mandalorianbrainweasel]

[exile-of-dathomir]

boba hummed walking into the cafe before taking his helmet off " hutt on rocks please"

@youngfett

@youngfett

chiiinnng!

[He looks over when the door chimes, setting down the dish he was hand drying in favor of seeing to the customer.]

"Welcome in! Hutt on the rocks eh? Can do!"

[Feral goes digging for the right ingredients, mixing them up to pour over ice in a tall glass.]

"Would you like anything from the bakery counter?"