#i wanna see them rule mandalore together!!

[reyturnofbensolo]

I just love them together❣️😍

[echoingbirdsofprey]

Lost in The Fire

6 - I Like Seeing You

Pairing: Din Djarin x OFC Dayanara Vyse

Rating: Explicit (MDNI!)

Warnings: canon typical violence and masturbation (f/m separately)

A/N: There's like fast paced, shit plot development and some brain rotting ✨️unnecessary spice✨️ and just a bunch of fucking mutual pining going on that these two idiots aren't gonna act on yet. Well...they act on it separately but not together yet 🤣

Bo-Katan and her two companions, the female named Koska Reeves, and the male named Axe Woves, arrived late to their meeting spot. Din examined each of them, and he knew they were doing the same to him. He also knew that Daya, for some reason, didn't like any of them. He'd made a note to ask why when he got a chance, but he was in an odd place with her at the moment. He was thinking perhaps he'd allowed himself to be slightly too familiar with her and now he was trying to back off. Now that he was doing so, Daya had become standoffish with him. The fiery gold of her eyes flickered back and forth from his visor, to the other Mandalorians. If only he knew what she was thinking.

Daya was, in fact, thinking about hitting Bo-Katan square in her stupid face. They had history, which she was assuming Din could tell by how annoyed Daya looked and how he had to hang on to her arm to keep her from beating the crap out of Bo. She was thankful that he was there to offer some restraint because if he wasn't, Daya might have already committed murder that she would've been completely fine with. As they headed to the port, he decided now was the best time to ask Daya about her problem with Bo. He tugged on her arm just a tad more, bringing her to a halt several paces away from the other Mandalorians. She shot him a questioning look, but didn't try to pull away from him. He stepped in as close as he could and switched his helmet commlink to their private channel.

"Why do you hate Bo-Katan?" He asked, his body only a few inches from hers. Again, the proximity to him made Daya blush like a fool.

"What makes you say that?" She asked sarcastically. He tilted his visor down and to the side, waiting for her answer because he knew she would cave and give it to him.

"Fine," She said, "if you insist. During the Clone Wars, our clan helped the Kryze clan to take back Mandalore from Maul. And then when our clan needed help, not once, but twice, they never came to our aid. Bo-Katan doesn't seem to think that's an issue. I speak for my entire clan when I say that's not how a Mandalorian should treat those they lay claim to rule."

Din said nothing. This gave him an idea of the type of people he was working with. He knew not all Mandalorians kept to the Creed that he had sworn to, which he was slowly becoming desensitized to, and he knew not all people were genuinely good people, but it bothered him more than he would let on that they were not honorable. Being loyal was important to him. 

The freighter was beginning to pull away from the port and Bo shifted, ready to spring into action. She looked back at the Mandalorian and the Princess and thought what a disaster that would be. She needed to acquire the Darksaber so that she could take back Mandalore for the second time. Even though the planet and its surrounding moons were all basically glass at this point, she couldn't let any of them fall to any other clan besides hers. Mandalore was her right and she would do anything to take it.

"You two going to make heart eyes at each other or you wanna participate like you agreed?" They both heard Bo's voice and they turned to face her. Din's visor scanned Daya's quickly, then ushered her toward the edge of the dock with the other Mandos. Engaging their Rising Phoenix, they all blasted off, Din staying close to Daya in the air. He gazed over at her, to find she had her arms out like wings.

"I forgot how much I like flying!" She nearly yelled to him and he could tell there was a huge smile under her helmet. He imagined it might look the same as when she smiled at the kid. A wide, glowing grin, and her eyes would sparkle, the gold in them becoming almost luminescent. There had been a time or two she'd smiled at him like that too. 

As they neared the freighter, they noticed Stormtroopers by the door that they had planned to enter by. Bo and her two companions landed first, throwing one trooper overboard and the other two getting knocked out at the least. When Din and Daya landed, Bo glanced at them and shot a comment toward Daya that pissed her off, royally.

"Can you keep up, Princess?" 

Daya grunted as she pushed past Bo, burst through the door, blasters drawn and began a one woman assault on the troopers inside. She took down at least ten before the others even made it inside. Din stepped up beside her, putting a hand on her lower back while she returned a snide remark at Bo.

"Clearly, you can't." Daya said, pushing forward toward the interior of the freighter. Din smirked under his helmet and followed close behind her, the other Mandos on their heels. At some point, they allowed Bo's gang to take the lead, but Din found it interesting how differently they fought. Bo's team was cohesive and they didn't communicate much other than hand signals because they probably didn't have to. Din and Daya talked through their helmet comms but they still couldn't predict each other's moves just yet like Bo's Mandos could.

When they reached the cargo area, they easily got rid of all the Imps and Bo began taking stock of what was there. Koska and Axe examined each crate, counting how many blasters, rifles, grenades and such were in each.

"We're taking the whole ship." Bo said and Din marched over to her.

"That wasn't part of the deal." He says and Daya appears behind him to back him up but she really can't say anything. They did agree to help abd Bo was notorious for changing deals. Daya should've expected this.

"It is now." Bo said over her shoulder as she strode away, followed by her two companions. Daya could only nod at Din and they could only follow along because he still needed the information on the Jedi that Bo knew. He wasn't leaving without a name.

They took the bridge and Bo was so close to finding out where Moff Gideon was but then the captain killed himself. All Bo could think was 'the audacity...' and thats when Bo disappointed Din once more.

"Unfortunately, I don't know where the Jedi is but I can give you her name. It's Ahsoka Tano. You'll have to find her yourselves." Bo said, and for once Daya noticed that her expression was filled with remorse. She actually did feel bad that she couldn't give them coordinates or even a planet name, but at least now they had the name of the Jedi and hopefully someone knew who she was. 

Din and Daya left the freighter just in time for Bo and friends to jump into hyperspace. They went to retrieve the kid and then they needed to figure out what to do about the condition of the Razor Crest because it was hurting. It lifted off out of the port fine but it was pretty bumpy getting it into hyperspace. Once there, it was smoother but it wasn't going to make it all the hell all over the galaxy to find this Jedi. Din swung around in his pilot's seat to Daya who was sitting where the kid usually did, the little gremlin comfortably napping in her lap.

"We're not gonna make it much of anywhere with the ship like this." He said, leaning back and sighing.

"I could've told you that." Daya said in a sassy tone, and she smirked at him to which he returned a nod. 

"I have good credit with Greef Karga on Nevarro. He should be able to help us get the Crest back in order. I set coordinates." Din explained, then he stood, towering over Daya and the kid. "I'm gonna hit the rack." 

She nodded at him and sat back in the seat. There wasn't much else for them to do anyway. 

At some point they decide to switch places, Din offering to take the kid because he can't sleep but the damn gremlin decides he'd rather play hide and seek with Daya in the belly of the Crest.

Din sits quietly in his pilot's seat and sighs heavily. He can hear soft cooing coming from the lower part of the ship. Daya was playing with the Child. They were both occupied, which was great for Din. He needed a moment. Or several.

He let his helmet fall back against the headrest. He pressed a button just above him to close the doors to the cockpit. He could no longer hear Daya and the little green bean, but he knew the kid had a lot of energy.

Din glances around, at or for what he's not sure, but he does anyway. He lets his eyelids shut for a few moments, thinking of the woman just out of earshot. He'd seen her out of her armor, without the helmet, in a beautiful dress fit for a Princess. He'd also seen her in her helmet and with weapons locked and loaded. Either way he wanted her. He wanted to claim her. 

He couldn't have her right now though. Not with the kid awake. And he couldn't resist his urges anymore. 

Unzipping the bottom of his flight suit, Din takes a heavy breath, removes a glove, and wraps his hand around his cock. He pumps tentatively, pretending it was her hand. He imagined she might be careful, as she probably hadn't had many men, if any. He can hear his own breath over the beeps and ticks of the instrumentation in the cockpit. 

He wished she was on her knees in front of him. He wished her fingers were around the base of his cock, and her mouth...her mouth just around the tip. Maybe just her lips, placed gently around the head. But those eyes, the fierce gold of her eyes looking up at him would be enough for him to come undone.

Din didn't realize he had let his head tilt down, but he nearly slammed it against the back of his chair again, in ecstasy as he thought of the Princess' mouth around him. He pumped himself quicker, his hips beginning to move in time with his hand. He gasped for air, his other hand flying to the chin of his helmet. He pulled it off, placing it atop the control panel. He ran his fingers through his hair and then grasped at the back of the chair. His hand was rough and dry on his cock but he didn't give a shit. 

The only thing he could think of was her. He didn't even recognize his own voice when her name left his lips. And then he came, all over his hand, his pants, and he hoped the moan that escaped hadn't been heard. Sapped of all energy, he sighed heavily and reveled in the high he was quickly coming down from. 

He placed his helmet back over his head. He slumped in the chair for a long while before cleaning himself up.

Stars, if only his imagination were a reality.

♡

Daya had just put the Child in his pram. The little green bean wanted to keep playing, she could tell, but he had started to drift off while they were playing hide and seek. She closed the shield on it, then made her way to Din's bunk. 

The only noises she heard were the instruments in the ship and the dull thrum of the engines moving the ship through hyperspace. She climbed onto the very uncomfortable mattress, if it could even be called that. She laid back, placing an arm behind her head.

His bed smelled like him, as it should, but she was noticing his scent even more in the moment. It was woody, and mossy. There was also a touch of a spicy, sunny, fruit smell. Where that came from she wasn't sure. She hadn't seen him shower, but perhaps he snuck off and did at some point. 

She found herself thinking of him. His mannerisms. How quiet and reserved he was until he wasn't. How he could snap in an instant from stoic to violent, but only when the need arose.

It turned her on.

She hadn't thought of him like that before now. Whether she was just realizing it or it had always been in the back of her mind, she wasn't sure, but she was feeling something fierce for the Mandalorian who was just up in the cockpit.

No, she wouldn't dare.

Daya closed her eyes, imagining him finding her in his bed. What would he do? Tell her to get out probably. Or would he?

What if he didn't? What if he climbed over the top of her? What if he...

Stop.

Daya let her other hand travel down her stomach, gliding over her hip bone, and stopping at her thigh. The silken fabric of her dress didn't do much to dull her own touch. 

Just...a quick one.

Her fingers pulled the skirt of the dress up, finding her panties, already wet from just thinking about him. Thinking about him pulling her legs up and setting them over the beskar of his thighs. She bit her lip as she circled a finger gently over her clit. 

She shouldn't be doing this. Not with the Child right over there. Even though he was fast asleep. Even though he was tucked in and his pod was shut tight.

Not with Din right in the cockpit.

But she couldn't stop herself. She pulled her arm from underneath her head, letting her hand travel to her breasts. She cupped one, imagining it was his hand.

Din's hand.

Leather gloves on or off, it didn't matter. She could imagine how warm they were. How warm he was underneath all that beskar. She pressed her fingers harder on her clit, and she could almost hear his voice.

Do you want this, Princess?

She did. She pushed one finger in, gasping at the sensation. It had been so long. She was so wet. If only he knew that. If only he knew what she was doing in his bed.

She slid another finger in, then out, testing her resolve, of which there was not much. She was already on the downward spiral, muscles clamping down on her fingers. She pulled them out, sloppily rubbing over that oh so sensitive bundle of nerves. 

What would his mouth feel like...

And that was where she lost it. Everything curled up so high and tight, then gave way to a flood of dizziness, her eyes firmly shut as she grabbed the poor excuse for a pillow and held it over her face to stifle the desperate moan of his name. 

Din.

She lay limp, feeling like her body had melted into the bed. She wiped her fingers on the sheet, feeling that far worse had been there before. She sat up and switched positions, so that her head was faced out toward the inside of the ship, just in case the Child awoke. 

♡

Din climbed down from the cockpit, to no noise except the engines. He had a moment of panic, but then seeing that the Child's pod was still closed, he assumed the Princess was asleep as well. He glanced around for her. 

When he rounded the corner of his bunk, he found her. She had her flight suit on, half of her armor, and her boots. She gazed up at him, those striking golden eyes sending a jolt straight through him. His hand was braced on the wall just above her head. 

Dank farrik.

His mind raced back some hours ago, to when he had his hand around...

Enough. 

He sighed, trying to brush away those thoughts, but seriously failing. The only thing that broke the hold she had over him was the sound of the Child cooing to them and yawning. The little green bean stretched upwards, flexing his ears like wings. He made grabby hands for Din, but Daya was quick to pick him up.

"Did you get enough sleep, little guy?" She asked as she held him the way that Din did, letting him face out instead of holding him by her hip. He took a hold of one of her fingers with his three fingers and gazed up at Din. The Mandalorian smiled widely under his helmet without even realizing it. Something primal ignited in Din though as he watched Daya carry the kid around. She would make a great mother...

Wait, what?

His brow furrowed. Had he really just thought that? He wasn't sure whether to be ashamed or to act on his thoughts. His body was telling him to pin her down on his bunk and take her, but his mind was being rational, thinking about how she's a fucking Princess and was probably destined for some fancy Prince. She shouldn't be with a bounty hunter like him. That was no life for a Princess. 

Din.

"Din? I asked if we were near Nevarro yet?" She said, leaning back against the side wall of his bunk. He shook his head, then tilted the helmet. His one hand was still braced by her head on the wall, and with the other he leaned into the bunk, close to her, and pulled the little ball from a pocket on the opposite wall. He placed it in his belt, his hand going above his head. 

"Getting close." He said softly, less than a foot from the Princess. Her eyes widened and she gripped the Child tighter, not understanding what Din was doing. He brought one hand down, and his touch to her cheek was so gentle, she barely felt the leather glove. Her name, her actual name, not 'Princess', was a whisper in the space between them and then he was gone, only the scent of leather and dust covered beskar left behind.

Daya took a deep breath, feeling the baby green bean squirm in her arms. She climbed the ladder up to the cockpit and sat with the Child in her arms. He glanced back at her just as another alarm went off. 

"Landing might be bumpy." He said abd he wasn't lying. It was pretty bumpy. Enough that it upset the kid and she had to hold on to him pretty tight.

As they landed, Din stood, visor glancing at Daya. He beckoned for her to follow and she did. They stepped into the belly of the ship with the little green bean following as he insisted that she put him down. Daya picked her helmet up and went to place it on her head but Din stopped her, a hand on her forearm. 

"You don't have to cover your face if you don't want to. I trust these people." He said softly, stepping even closer to her. His proximity made Daya blush outrageously. Her brows raised and she glanced down at his hand, then back up to the visor. 

"I like seeing you." Was the last thing she heard through the modulator before the Bounty Hunter opened the lift gate.

[jessicas-pi]

#i don't really ship dinbo but if it WERE canon in this au ezra would be siblings with 'the baby yoda' and that would be so funny

Ok so like. this is galaxy brain. I personally do ship dinbo (except for when comedy potential demands otherwise) And Now I Am Thinking About How The Mandoverse Would Happen And I Have Thoughts.

But to explain the thoughts, I gotta explain previous canon and the ripple effect, so like. bear with me.

let's say Alternate Ending 4 happens. Bo-Katan raises Ezra as her son while leading the Mandalorian Resistance and using her vague knowledge of the Jedi to teach him to keep his powers under control. Eventually, Ezra decides to defect to the bad guys and join the Imperial Academy... but in reality, he's undercover, gathering information for the good guys! As Bo's kid, he's had the opportunity to learn a lot, and so he and Sabine get put in the same advanced classes.

Sabine is kinda shocked to see that the magic wizard boy from her vague childhood memories is in her class, and gobsmacked to realize that he's somehow better than her at half the classes, how dare he take her #1 spot! (By this time, she also knows enough about the Jedi that she's very aware of what could happen to him if the Empire found out he was Force-sensitive, but she also has enough fond memories of their childhood shenanigans that she keeps quiet about it for old time's sake.) They form a vicious academic rivalry that their instructors spur on by pairing them up for projects whenever they get the chance.

Which is why Ezra is the co-creator of the Duchess.

Only, he's pretty certain that the Empire plans to actually use the Duchess, so he goes behind Sabine's back and builds in a failsafe that will shut the machine down if it gets turned up to full power. And lo and behold, the Empire does try to use the Duchess. Ezra's failsafe activates, shutting it down just in time. Sabine is appropriately horrified at what almost happened, and the instructors are starting to get suspicious of Ezra, so he decides it's a good time to give Sabine a Wanna Run Away With The Rebels? sales pitch and get the heck out of dodge.

(Sabine (who is triumphant upon finding out that Ezra was a rebel all along, she knew there was something fishy about him and she was right!) agrees. IDK if they rejoin the Mandalorian resistance together, or if Sabine splits off and joins the Ghost crew like in canon. I think maybe they get a ride with the Ghost crew and become honorary Spectres, and jump in and help out with missions sometimes, but mainly stick to Mandalore.)

Anyway, due to the Duchess Disaster being averted, Mandalore is in a better position. Things progress, Kanan doesn't die and Ezra doesn't get purrgilled because I said so, the Empire gets defeated, and then the Baby Yoda plotline comes up.

Din & Grogu run into Bo-Katan like before, but instead of sending him on to meet Ahsoka, she's like "My son, the second ever Mandalorian Jedi, whomst I am very proud of and talk about at any given opportunity, could probably help you with that."

Except then Moff Gideon---who got the Darksaber in some other way, idk what---arrives and tries to kidnap Grogu. Ezra duels him and takes the Darksaber and is like "MOM LOOK WHAT I GOT" and Bo is like "you are literally the only person in the galaxy i would not be angry at for winning the darksaber instead of me getting it. Now if you'll excuse me, I am going to go make some Ezra For Mand'alor t-shirts."

So, Ezra trains Grogu while also kind of ruling Mandalore. Sabine acts as his "advisor." It sounds like an important role, but it's actually just an excuse to get out of political meetings whenever they dissolve into petty fighting. (Ezra excuses himself to go "consult his advisor" and then he and Sabine hide from the politicians and drink spotchka through curly straws and complain to each other about how stupid everyone is.) Din visits mandalore frequently and under increasingly weak pretenses until Ezra eventually says "dude your son lives here and we all know you're crushing on my mom, literally just move in, the palace has like 40 guest rooms." Bo-Katan spends her time wrangling her son and trying to teach him How To Mand'alor (Ezra get out of the vents, i know you're up there, Count Rook is here and you need to greet him politely!) and generally being really exasperated about everything.

(I have SO many more thoughts about Din and Bo being dumb about their feelings and Ezra earning the title Mand'alor the Disaster and Mando court drama shenanigans and (obviously, since it's ME we're talking about) multiple sabezra plotlines buuuuut i will have to come back to that later.)

AU where Bo-Katan randomly winds up on Lothal shortly after Ezra's parents are taken and finds him and, well, she may not be one of those weirdo traditionalists but she still respects the ancient creed when it comes to foundlings so... guess she's responsible for raising a small child now! wait his parents are possibly alive? well now she's gotta go find them if they're still living and reunite him with them! but she can't bring a defenseless foundling on such a dangerous mission! who could she possibly trust to take care of him? wait doesn't her old bestie from her terrorist phase have a couple kids his age? heyyyyy, ursa, girl! long time no see! can you watch this kid for me for a little while thanks byeeee~~

and then the AU is just Bo-Katan's hunt for Ezra's parents, interspersed with increasingly frantic and/or furious comms from Ursa about how the half-starved traumatized nonverbal foundling is manifesting wizard powers. bo this is not funny. get back here and get your telekinetic hellion. he's helping my daughter put paint on the ceilings.

alternate endings include (1) Ephraim and Mira are alive and Bo rescues them and everyone lives happily ever after, (2) Ephraim and Mira are not alive and now Bo-Katan has to hunt down a Jedi to raise the boy and she ends up locating Kanan, (3) Ephraim and Mira are not alive and Bo-Katan decides that her best bet for Jedi Most Likely To Have Survived The Purge is obi-wan and so she goes looking for him, darth vader encounter shenanigans optional, and (4) Ephraim and Mira are not alive and Bo-Katan cares for Ezra herself and somewhere along the way he gets the Darksaber and well apparently bo is raising tarre vizsla 2 electric boogaloo. this should be good.

[archer973]

Hello!! Hope you are doing fine ❤️ I see you ship Maulsoka so I’m gonna ask a question: How do you think Obi wan would react after learning Anakin’s padawan, HIS padawan, is dating one of his worsts enemies? I believe it would be a funny situation! 🤣 But I wanna hear your theories or headcanons about it 💖

Hello! Apologies for the late reply, with the weather warming up here, I am spending less time on the computer and more time trying to domesticate my absolutely feral flower beds.

As for your question, I think Obi-Wan would basically turn to look at Anakin like this

"This is your fault!"

But more seriously, I think his reaction would really depend on when the realization took place. In a No Order 66 AU directly post Siege of Mandalore, I think he would be more Disappointed Jedi Master Kenobi than anything, though that would probably also depend on whether or not Anakin almost (or actually) Fell.

If he had, then I think Obi-Wan would actually be much more willing to “turn the other cheek” so to speak, seeing as he had just been staring down the reality of losing his best friend to the Dark Side because Anakin didn’t think he could confide in Obi-Wan about his relationship (or in my Obikin shipper heart, about his feelings in general). So in that instance, I think Obi-Wan would be much more willing to try to understand Ahsoka and Maul’s relationship, mostly due to the fact that he feared if he drove her away, he would be driving her to the Dark Side.

Now, in a more lighthearted world, I imagine it would basically be like that scene in Teen Wolf were the father finds his daughter making out with A Terrible Life Decision (in his eyes, I loved Isaac) and summons her into his office (”Where I keep my guns”) for us to hear him yell “ANOTHER WEREWOLF?” offscreen (though in this case it would be “A SITH LORD?”). Ahsoka, however, would be unrepentant, and this would probably lead to Obi-Wan and Anakin finding her and Maul making out in every shadowy corner, Force help them.

However, because you asked and because I like some crunch to my headcanons, I think my favorite AU would be one where Ahsoka contacts Obi-Wan about her and Maul’s plan to defeat Sidious, thus having him go to them instead of confronting Anakin on Mustafar. But they’re too late, and the Purge still happens, forcing the trio to flee together. They keep moving, dodging the newly formed Empire, and all the while, Obi-Wan watches Ahsoka and Maul circle each other, slowly drawing nearer and nearer. He tries to talk to Ahsoka, to caution her, but she is still bitter and angry at the Council’s willingness to sacrifice her. And Obi-Wan, still raw and bleeding from the loss of Anakin, watches helplessly as another person he cares about - another person he loves, even though he’s not supposed to - steps farther away from the path he has dedicated his entire life to.

That’s not to say I don’t think he’d ever come around. I think that once Obi-Wan saw that Maul actually cared for Ahsoka, that he was willing to put his life on the line to protect her and that he was actually moving closer to the Light because it, he would start to be able to untangle his own feelings from the rules he was raised to follow. This is the man that petitioned to accept Quinlan Vos back into the Order, the man who stood smiling beside Anakin in the Force even after being felled by his blade. Once Maul began to prove to Obi-Wan that he was not seeking to do Ahsoka harm, or pull her to the Dark Side for the sake of his own power, I think Obi-Wan would begin to accept that Ahsoka, like her Master, forged her own path in the world, and no one could dissuade her from it.

[michinnyun]

DreamWeaver

Chapter 13: Cradle

Chapters: 1 // 2 // 3 // 4 // 5 // 6 // 7 // 8 // 9 // 10 // 11 // 12 // 13 // 14 // 15

Pairing: Din Djarin x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit (Minors dni)

Summary: Another problem to solve.

Tags: Reader-Insert × Eventual Smut × Slow Burn × mando is a soft boy with you × Force-Sensitive Reader × Good Parent Din Djarin × Protective Din Djarin × Touch-Starved Din Djarin × Soft Din Djarin × Pilot Reader × Anxiety × Fluff and Angst × no y/n × Sleeping Together × touch starved reader × THE RAZOR CREST IS NOT DESTROYED × Slight Canon Divergence × there is now smut × You're Welcome × Possessive Sex × Fluff and Smut × The Helmet Stays On × Vaginal Fingering

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The next time you walk off the Razor Crest, it’s with wobbly legs and a pleasant ache between your hip bones. All of your fantasies surrounding sex with Mando didn’t involve stumbling into the dry heat while he came up from behind to steady you as you stepped off the ramp. It’s nice, his attentiveness. Almost... domestic.

Straightened up with all your clothes back on, you adjust to the weight of your utility belt as you walk, the darksaber now clipped at your side. It’s weird to think of it as belonging to you. Are you allowed? That whole thing with Bo-Katan was really tense, but now you realize she's not here to glare you to death if you decide to wield it.

Experimentally, you unclip the darksaber and ignite it, giving it a twirl. It’s lightweight, crackling with volatile energy, altogether a considerably less terrifying weapon when you’re not staring down its business end. Mando glances over at you messing around with the monumentally important laser sword, shaking his head at the whooshing noises you make with your mouth to imitate it.

“Careful with that. It makes you the rightful ruler of Mandalore. Wouldn't wanna break it,” he says, footfalls deadly silent next to your clunky tread.

“Or amputate myself,” you remark, not even acknowledging the “ruler of Mandalore” comment. You’re going to not think about that for as long as you possibly can. Just enjoy the laser sword. You do an X-shaped spin around both sides of your body, surprised at how easy the motions feel. Like second nature.

“Why does Bo-Katan even want to rule Mandalore? Isn't it basically uninhabitable?” You ask when you’re done karking around, sheathing the saber and spinning the hilt in your hand before reclipping it.

He shrugs. “The domes seem to work for the most part. But I don’t think her people took too kindly to being exiled from their home planet.”

You’re quiet, noticing the beginnings of town in the distance. Mando parked the Razor Crest much farther than he usually does, and you can see several ships scattered in front of the entrance to the city. You’re watching them grow bigger when something clicks in your head.

“You’re not from Mandalore,” you say aloud. It seems obvious now, but it wasn’t something that ever occurred to you in the past. With all your reclaimed memories, you’ve still only ever met one Mandalorian, and you assumed all of them were just the same as him. Strong, swift. Deadly. No reason to dwell on whether they’re all from the same planet or not.

He nods. “I was a foundling. Taken in by order of Creed.”

The sun is burning on the back of your neck, and you momentarily wish you had the coverings he does, even though he’s probably sweating up his own ecosystem. You fan yourself dramatically, contemplating.

“So… you probably don't know much about the politics on Mandalore then?” you ask, wiping the sweat from your forehead and trying not to sound put out. While you don't expect Mando of all people to be knowledgeable in that area, it would've been nice if at least one of you had some idea of what you're facing.

Mando’s silent for so long that you almost worry he isn't going to speak at all before you reach town, when he finally says, “That planet is cursed. Anyone who goes there dies." A pause. Well, that sounds promising. "Bo-Katan will stop at nothing to achieve her goals. I’ve seen it. And I would be careful mesh’la, not to make any careless mistakes again.”

There it is. The admonishment you've been looking for. It stings a bit, of course, but really you deserve worse. Nodding, you inspect the chipped paint job on one of the ships as you pass by.

Greef Karga and Cara Dune are already waiting outside the cantina, the child’s pram stationed alongside them, open to showcase the little green monster. Your heart rate speeds up at the sight of him, bundled in his burlap sack.

Your friends nod at you, seeming... different. Closed off. You can see it in their body language, sense it in the air. They’re not thrilled by your presence for some reason, and you feel a little hurt but don’t let it show. They deserve nothing but your gratitude, even if they resent you now. This is good. Someone needs to be properly mad at you, if Mando refuses to be.

You smile, walking up to the baby and reaching out with the Force, surprising him. The last time he saw you, you weren't nearly this aware of yourself. He coos in delight, and your heart soars. At least one person's happy to see you.

Cara and Karga sort of shuffle off to the side to speak with Mando, and you pick the child up from the pram, stroking his ears as he emits a short purr. He reaches for your face, placing a tiny clawed hand on your cheek as your eyes close.

“Hi. I’m sorry I was gone so long,” you murmur, and he coos. He can feel the conflict inside you, a quiet storm that’s been raging unchecked. Sadness. Elation. Guilt. Exhaustion. It’s all assuaged by his tiny touch. You were so sure you would never see him again, and here he is, small and infinite in his forgiveness. You quickly glance over at his dad, who’s already looking over at the two of you discreetly, checking on you. There’s a swelling in your chest, and you know that you don’t deserve them. You just don’t.

Turning back to the child, he gurgles. He missed you. It occurs to you in this moment that he’ll likely outlive you by potential centuries, but you will never stop caring for him as your own. Will protect him no matter what. Will never leave him again. The kid is special, that’s never been in doubt, but despite the mysterious nature of his strength in the Force, he brings out strong maternal feelings in you. Feelings you never thought you were capable of having.

“Do I want kids?” you ask out loud in surprise, and he giggles. Though your hands are already full with the one, the idea is sort of appealing. Mando is still deep in conversation, but you take in his stance, body turned toward you and the kid, hyper aware of your positioning. He’s a good dad, and he’s also the only one you want to parent with if that’s what’s in your future. If you asked him what he thought of having more kids, what would he say?

“What do you think? Do you want a little sibling?” you ask the child, and sense his curiosity at how that would be achieved. Time to change the subject.

“I heard you got into a little adventure while I was away,” you say quickly. He projects an image into your mind, the face of a female Togruta bathed in firelight, smiling sadly. This wasn't exactly what you had in mind. Then, he projects a name. Ahsoka. Ahsoka?

Oh. It’s the Jedi that Mando was telling you about. You study her in your mind's eye, memorizing her sharp, pretty features before they fade away. He plays a memory for you, and you can hear Ahsoka telling Mando something. The child’s name.

“Grogu,” you murmur curiously after your ears pop, and he snuffles. Strange name. Fit for a strange creature.

“Well, at least now I have something to call you other than ‘The Child.’ It was getting hard to come up with different things to call you when I tell people what a troublemaker you are,” you tell him, smiling. You notice the others have gone quiet, their conversation stalling.

When you peek up, they’re already staring at you. “Everything alright?”

Karga clears his throat, and your heart sinks when you realize he won’t look you in the eyes.

“Of course, me and Cara just have some business to attend to. Always nice to see you two,” he says stiffly. Your smile is pained, but it stays plastered on as Cara nods, and they make their exit. Mando walks over and puts an arm around your shoulder, gently leading you in the opposite direction, back to the Crest. Back home.

“Didn’t seem nice,” you mutter, and Grogu flicks his gaze up at you, humming softly. Mando’s silent.

You shuffle along to the ship, empty cradle floating behind you as the kid rests in your arms. Whoever had him while Mando dealt with you must have entertained him thoroughly, because he’s obviously dead tired. Grogu’s eyes slip shut, and he’s fast asleep before you’re halfway home. __

Sitting in the cockpit again with Mando feels like a luxury. Grogu is still sleeping, and you set him down in his hammock before you follow his dad up the ladder. The stars flying past your eyes are like freedom, the drone of hyperspace music to your ears. It’s weird how things feel the same as they did before you left, when they really couldn’t be more different. You sink back into the uncomfortable co-pilot’s chair, for the first time glad you’ve left Nevarro’s atmosphere.

“Karga gave you new bounties?” you ask, and Mando nods. There’s something else. It doesn’t feel tense exactly, but you can tell something’s bothering him. Something he’d rather keep from you. That won’t do. You stand and perch yourself across his thighs, enjoying the way his hands automatically come up to cradle you, breath catching in surprise.

“What’s wrong?” you ask pointedly.

He exhales tiredly. “Nothing gets past you, pretty girl.” You put an arm around his shoulders and press your forehead to the side of his helmet.

“Nope,” you say, popping the p. “Not anymore. Magic powers and all that. So are you gonna tell me, tin man?” He’s quiet, and you start to worry that maybe you overstepped. Your fingers trace the outline of his cuirass while you attempt to tamp down your anxiety. Your obsessive need to know what’s going on at all times is getting in your way again, but you figure that at this point you might as well embrace it. Doesn’t seem like it’s going away anytime soon.

“It’s Bo-Katan,” he says finally. You roll your eyes. Another colossal problem to deal with, but it’s nothing you weren’t expecting. You had just hoped you’d have a little more time to savor your family reunion before you were torn apart by crazy bantha shit again.

“Let me guess. She has a bounty out for me?” You laugh a little, but he’s quiet for too long and you freeze. “Does she?”

“No, cyar’ika. You’re with me. She won’t touch you.” You relax, but he hesitates. “She’s just… mad.”

Shrugging off bad news as usual, you try to sound nonchalant. “Well, yeah. We already knew that.”

Mando shifts, and you suddenly worry that you’re too heavy to be sitting in his lap and he’s just too polite to say anything. “Bo-Katan is unpredictable. They’re worried about what her next move will be, now that you have the darksaber.”

“Cara and Karga?” He nods. No wonder they were being so weird. They probably have a lot to deal with in the aftermath of the rescue, and you being in contest with a warrior like Bo-Katan cannot make matters easier for them. If you hadn’t lived through the past week yourself, you would’ve thought someone had died, the way they were acting outside the cantina. Your predicament is probably the next best thing.

“Like you said, I’m with you. She won’t do anything unless she wants an ass-whooping.” You know that in the grand scheme of things, this probably isn’t true, but you’re nothing if not an everlasting bluffer.

Mando tucks an errant hair behind your ear. “She's a Mandalorian, with nothing to lose by challenging you. I’m just one person. You have too much confidence in me, mesh’la. ” The endearment makes your heart skip a beat, even if you still don’t know what he’s calling you.

“I have just the right amount of confidence,” you purr, nuzzling into the cloth on his neck. Inhaling deeply, you relish his scent. Sweet and musky, with the tang of sweat. You would drown in him if you could.

He hums, pulling you closer. You hide away in his body, vibrating with contentment. However your friends feel about you now, worried or upset or whatever, you still have Mando and Grogu. They at least still want you around, for whatever insane reason. They’ve still forgiven you.

“What did Cara end up doing with Gideon?” you ask, muffled by his cloak. He shrugs.

“Didn’t ask. Probably turned him into the New Republic. Bottom line is, he can’t hurt you anymore.” You feel warm at his statement, toying with any loose fabric you can get your hands on.

“Whoever made Cara a Marshal must be really patting themselves on the back for that hire, huh?” He chuckles, rubbing your upper arm until you get goosebumps. You bite your bottom lip, picking at the chapped skin between your teeth. Your fingers crawl up until you can pull down the fabric hiding his beautiful neck, lips grazing the skin there.

“Cyar’e,” he murmurs. His hand covers your thigh, squeezing it, and you shiver.

Pulling away from the magnificent stubble dusting his throat, you ask, “Are you ever going to tell me what that means?” Mando hesitates, and you pinch him after he’s taken too long to answer.

“I could always just show you.” His voice is lusty, gloved hand traveling upward, but you stop him with a sly smile. Seduction isn’t going to get him out of this one. Not if you can help it.

“Tempting. I’d like to know what it means, boss. In Basic, please.” You’re starting to understand what he likes to hear, if the way his grip on you tightens is any indicator.

“I’m sure you can guess,” he mumbles, and you suddenly realize he’s being bashful. His pulse is racing, and the idea of someone as inconsequential as you making a Mandalorian nervous makes you heady with affection. You have such deep, infinite fondness for him, and he doesn’t even know.

“Aw, gee Mando, are you blushing under there?” you tease, fingers grazing the side of his neck and climbing towards his helmet. His hand comes up to stop you, and you startle a little. The sudden shift in mood is palpable. You could cut the tension with a vibro. You didn’t mean anything by the miniscule action, but now you can see what it looks like you were trying to do. Before you can explain yourself, Mando speaks.

“Close your eyes.” Um, okay. Interesting. You obey, heart stopping completely when he guides you to the edge of his helmet, fingers brushing the cool metal. He helps you find the release, the soft hiss nearly inaudible, not unlike your breathing right now.

When his exhalation grazes your cheek, you feel… honored, above all the thousands of other emotions you’re feeling right now. He leans into you, releasing your hand so he can tilt your chin towards him, mouth brushing yours feather-light. Yeah, you’re not breathing anymore. Your heart is beating out of your chest, and all you can focus on is the feeling of his dry lips pressing chastely to yours, facial hair brushing your skin as you struggle not to start hyperventilating. This is somehow more intimate and tender than all the other things you’ve shared in the past few days. It’s like touching him in the dark compartment, another mental map for you to commit to memory and explore during idle moments.

Unfortunately, it’s short, the kiss. Way too short. It’s like as soon as it’s happened it’s over, his helmet falling back into place. You want more, but can’t even begin to even think about articulating your desires, rendered speechless. He’s still cradling your face, thumb rubbing over your skin affectionately.

“That’s what it means,” he says, and you don’t ask for more explanations after that. That’s all the explanation you'll ever need.

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[iidigestive-readerii]

The Mandalorian and the Mandalorian

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A long silence stretched between them as they walked down the halls from the landing bay. It could have been awkward, but the Jedi master beside him was so at ease with himself that it made it difficult to be quiet for long. There was something about him that made everyone want to tell him everything.

Maybe that was some Force thing. 

"Rebuilding going well?"

Luke shrugged, tucking his arms behind his back. "As well as it can, given how much damage the Empire did…" he shook his head, giving a small laugh.

"You're not just talking politics?"

"It didn't even twenty years for thousands of years and history to be wiped out. It's astonishing, how manipulative the Empire was, and not to just the Jedi. Piecing together of what was with what remains… it feels like a near impossible task sometimes."

"People like Lady Tano and Bo-Katan Kryze are still alive," Din pointed out. He found himself briefly touching against the Dark Saber attached to his belt. It was still a strange sensation. "Surely they are a wealth of information."

"Oh they are...though some of them associated are a pain in the ass," Luke added under his breath. 

Din raised his eyebrows, looking out the window of the Coruscant traffic before leaning against the wall. He was antsy for his son's class to end to go see him, but this conversation was... enlightening. "How many Jedi survived the purge?"

"...there were ten-thousand Jedi living in the Temple alone before the Clone Wars… the Clone Wars depleted about three-fourths of the population…" Luke tapped his fingers, thinking. "I would say a few thousand survived the purge, and several more Force sensitives across the Galaxy went into hiding."

"There are Jedi Temples besides here on Coruscant?"

"Yep."

"... incredible."

Luke looked at him, his expression softening for the first time since they'd met at the landing dock. "Grogu is doing really well Din. I'm not surprised, considering how he did live in this Temple in his early childhood. His classmates love him, and he loves them as well."

Din made a noise at the back of his throat, not responding immediately. He had his helmet off and tucked under his arm, which was an incredible feat in itself, but he trusted the man that taught his son. "Good...he deserves to be around those of his own kind."

Luke chuckled, glancing down the hall and frowning. A moment later, a few children ran past them, bowing their heads quickly before scurrying away. His blue eyes glimmered with the light coming through the windows. "Mandalorians and Jedi have a long and intricate interwoven history. I'm sure you've realized that."

"That's an elegant way of putting things," a Coruscanti lilted voice sounded while footsteps approached.

Shoving his helmet back on, Din whirled around at the newcomer. 

He failed to miss Luke rolling his eyes. 

The stranger before them was tall and slim, dressed in black and red Mandalorian armor. A Jedi robe covered the armor...with a lightsaber attached to his belt. The sun hit his ginger hair, highlighting the bits of blond sprinkled through his head and well trimmed beard. 

But his eyes were far more unsettling than Luke's ever were. 

Like they knew everything, had seen everything. So incredibly sad, but so hopeful for the future. Wanting the best for everyone while knowing that happiness was never for him, not for long. 

"Hello there," the newcomer said wryly. He smiled, and it made Din want to both punch him and invite him for tea. "Din, I'm glad we're finally on planet together. I've heard quite a bit about you."

"How do you know my name? And why are you wearing Mandalorian armor?"

"...Korkie."

Din looked between the two men. It didn't take a Jedi to feel the tension between them. 

Luke gave a small sigh, composing himself. "Din Djarin, meet - "

"Prince Kladius Robert Kryze-Kenobi," the newcomer said with a sweeping bow. 

"Kryze?" Din echoed. "Lady Bo-Katan is the last of her line."

Korkie snickered. "Oh she's saying that now? Well," he looked at himself dramatically, patting his forelimbs. "I'm alive, despite the Empire's best efforts. As is a good chunk of my clan. I'm her nephew."

"You're next in line or something to lead your clan?"

"I lead my clan - and most of Mandalore, in her absence." Korkie leaned against the nearest pillar, crossing his arms while he glanced at Luke. "Am I interrupting something?"

"Not at all, Your Grace," Luke muttered sarcastically. The smallest of a bemused smile was on his face.

"No one rules Mandalore. It's a hellscape."

"Ever been to the system?" Korkie snapped. His eyes narrowed to the Dark Saber on Din's belt. "It takes more than the saber that killed my mother to rule it."

"Pardon?" 

"I'm gonna leave you two be - " Luke began before being stopped by both men. He stepped back, raising his hands in surrender. 

"I won this blade in combat. Your aunt agreed the Mandalorians would not accept a false ruler."

Korkie barked out a harsh laugh. Energy crackled off of him, a fierce energy that came from someone bred and raised to rule, to protect his people with whatever means necessary. "Mandalore goes through rulers every ten years. We're a warring batch, it's what we do...but one of us is the son of Duchess Satine and Obi-Wan Kenobi. One of us stands a chance with it's politics on the intergalactic stage."

Din cocked his head, then stepped forward. He kept his voice low. It was habit, despite the fact he knew that both men with him could kill him without batting an eye. 

And he knew that only one of them would not feel guilty, and it certainly would not be Luke. 

"Mandalore is a way of life. I chose to become a Mandalorian. You were born into it."

Korkie smiled sadly. "And yet we both had our parents killed and our childhoods ripped away. There's no point comparing how Mandalorian we are. It takes more than a saber to rule. My mother knew that...my aunt has yet to learn that."

Somewhere in the Temple, an old fashioned school bell rang several times. 

"Classes are done for the day," Like interrupted passively. "If you two are not done, I suggest finding a conference room before a few hundred people flood these halls - half of them children. There should be one available on the fourth floor, second wing from the lifts."

"Don't care to mediate Skywalker?" Korkie asked, a smile curving on his face. "Or is a Sith assassin calling your name?"

"I'd like to spar with my wife without being mentally exhausted from your negotiating, Kenobi."

"Funny - say hi to Mara for me."

Luke gave a two-fingered salute, getting a laugh from the prince. He walked away, joined by an ancient Kiffar. The men were seen laughing, and the Kiffar turned around to wave enthusiastically at Korkie, who waved back with delight. 

"Who was that?" Din asked lightly. 

"Quinlan Vos? Oh, one of my dad's best friends. He survived the purge and came back to teach at Skywalker's request."

One thing that Din had realized into his introduction into Jedi culture...everyone knew everyone. It was a family. 

...a family that he would never be apart of, no matter that Grogu and him were a clan of two.

...and Grogu would outlive him, probably wouldn't even remember him, probably would live for nearly 900 more years if the rumors of Yoda and Yaddle were true. 

There would always be a connection to both worlds, Jedi and Mandalorian, he would not understand. 

"You don't feel welcome by either of your cultures, do you?" Din asked, the thought dawning on him as the information processed. 

Korkie didn't turn from looking out the window, but he cracked a small smile. "I'm the son of a Mandalorian pacifist and a Jedi that wanted to be a warrior no matter what he said. One doesn't get to where I am without struggling."

"How come I never knew you existed? You rule our people."

"Did Luke mention that the Empire erased decades and centuries of history?" Korkie finally looked at him, his eyes glistening. "I teach the history of Jedi and Mandalorian interactions across the Galaxy. I'm trying to fill in the blanks that were destroyed. That's why you haven't heard of me. This Galaxy is fractured."

"Sounds like a big job for a one man. Poor bastard."

"It isn't so bad. I have two whole communities to help me." Korkie pushed himself off the pillar, dusting imaginary dust off himself. "You're welcome in either community, Din...you have to remember that."

"I just can't rule?" 

Korkie smirked, a glint in his eyes that could be called mischievous. "You rule your own clan, Mandalorian."

Din jumped when he felt something tugging his cloak, and glanced down to find his son looking up at him. "Hey kid," he muttered, squatting down to be eye-level. "Miss me?"

He heard the prince walking away, footsteps growing quieter. 

Grogu had on a small knapsack, and shrugged it off before reaching his arms up. His smile was wide while Din picked him up, holding him close. 

Clan of Two...that sounded good.

"Wanna show me your room?" 

[satikryze]

Song lyrics that remind me of Obitine 🤪

Wish You Were Here by Florence + The Machine

"And now I'm reaching out with every note I sing and I hope it gets to you on some pacific wind, wraps itself around you and whispers in your ear, tells you that I miss you and I wish that you were here"

-After Satine dies, I like to think that she watches over Obi-wan, kind of like wrapping him in a warm hug, tries to comfort him in anyway possible. From the moment he left Mandalore, to every battle he fought, the fall of the Jedi, Mustafar, Tatooine, and finally his death. She was always there with him, she only hopes he knows.

Ring Pop by Jax

"'Cause if we're gonna die, let us die sugar-coated Oh, we don't got a dime to our names, but we're loaded"

"Already won the lottery, don't need no diamonds, you're my rock and I'm okay with a Ring Pop"

Obitine on the run. They're literally running for their lives, most nights they don't even have a bed to sleep on, they'd be lucky to be able to eat 3 times a day, but somehow they're both content just being in eachothers presence. They both realize material things don't matter when you've got the person you love beside you. They're fighting for their lives, bounty hunters on their back, more often than not they end up starving. But they've also never been this happy, because even though they sleep on soil, even if they only eat once a day, or when a bounty hunter comes close to ending their life, as long as they sleep beside each other on that dirty soil, share that one meal a day, and tak their last breaths in each others arms, they know, everything will be ok.

One Last Time - LP

"You know it only feels like darkness, 'til somebody turns on the light. I'd live it all once again with an alternate end and I'd pay the highest price to hold you one last time"

-After Satine dies Obi-wan feels as though he failed, he's suppose to be her protector her "shining jedi knight" as she would put it. It felt like the force was playing a cruel joke on him, he couldn't believe that she was actually gone, along with the work she dedicated her whole life to. They ruined her image to her people, making it seem as if she was unfit to rule. Mandalore was her lifes work, she saved them from extinction snd fought for them until her dying day. If only they knew how much she had to sacrifice for her people, and how many times she was willing to give up her life for them. She was a force to be reckoned with, really, she was fierce, she was full of fire, she was compassionate, kind hearted, she was everything good in this universe, she's the strongest person he knows. She's gone. He still remembers the first time they met, the time they spent running from those who threatened her life, the time he first realized he loved her. They were under the stars, Qui gon was asleep, and they were laying on the grass just looking at the sky, he said something that made her laugh, and thats when it happened. He could still remember the way her eyes sparkled when she was happy, how her smile was brighter than any sun or star, how she'd look at him as if he was her whole world. He could still hear the melodious sound of her laugh and how she'd snort when she was giggling, it was his absolute favorite sound. Nobody in the galaxy ever seemed to understand him like she did, being brought together again gave him a chance to reconcile with her, his love, but above all, his best friend. That's what he misses the most, his best friend. He could really use her comfort right now, but she's gone, and she brought a piece of him with her. If he had to go through every challenge he overcame in his life to be with her again, he would, he'd do anything to have her again in his arms, to hear her laugh, to see her smile, to kiss her, to tell her just how much he loves her. But it's too late, she's gone and there's nothing he can do about it.

ok well this is longer than i expected but if u wanna listen to my Obitine playlist i'll link it here

AAAAANNNDD if y'all have any songs that remind you of obitine feel free to leave it down there :>>>>>

[shadowstalker732]

ALRIGHT LETS GIVE THIS POSTING THING A GO

MY REVAN TIME (one of them at least)

Also spoiler warning a guess for a game over a decade old? (Am I meant to say spoiler warning? Who knows not me)

(Please don’t yell at me about stats I do what I want)

Anyway first playthrough where I don’t stop and hard restart Tarris or Dantooine 13 times because choice reasons and me forgetting that stealth is useless and just letting the game auto level for me (learnt that the hard way), I’ve basically done Tatooine but I haven’t beaten the dragon yet cos I wanted to bugger off to another planet first and chose Kashyyyk. And I’m down in the shadow lands now (do not worry Zaalbar I WILL GET YOU BACK) and yeah that’s where I’m at.

ANYWAY, Shay or Shar Stalker (because the game won’t let me do non-binary) is a light side Revan. Good of heart dumb of ass and yet will still rob you dry if you place bets on a strategy game against them. Height wise around the 1.6m mark (5′3″ for the Americans). Prefers the double lightsaber look (currently got a short green one and a normal blue one for amnesia version). Not a flirt but definitely had something going on with my Exile in the past but that ended in the Mando war at some point… teenagers in war don’t usually do well mentally wise.. back story and post events of Kotor under the cut (also warning it’s long, like super long, and goes into their future story? As well)

SO BACKSTORY,

Shar got some Mando blood floating in their veins from some ancestor and that causes them to go full buir sometimes hence why Mission, Zaalbar, HK-47, T3-M4 and Juhani get bed time stores aboard the Ebon Hawk and chocolate space milk whenever they stop (Rev gets some too because who doesn’t love some good old Choccy milk), droid duo get cleaned basically daily while Bastila gets the bird for even thinking that this is a waste of time and resources.

Wait I said backstory… TEMPLE LIFE!

Rascal trio with Exile and Alek at their heels. All three, good of heart dumb of ass. Shar was a prodigy and excelled in basically all Jedi subjects at the time, was pretty popular with most people and just a nice person who didn’t stand for bullshit. Got into a few “heated” (honestly that’s an understatement) arguments with council members about how some things in the galaxy were handled but mostly had a positive response from people. At this time their main saber was purple and their off hand a short cyan. Joined the Republic in the Mandalorian wars a few months before their 17′th birthday. Didn’t not return to the Temple once after leaving for war.

The War 

(I should mention I get most of my knowledge from wiki skims (not deep reads) and other Tumblr posts so if it’s off canon… it’s my story and Star Wars is my sand box so I MAKE THE RULES HERE BABY!)

After many battles and the relationship between the battle trio growing stronger with time it was also weakening. At one point Shar and Exile had a romantic relationship going but only kept that going for a few months, they both decided that this was not the time to be doing this and if they both survived would actually give the lovers thing a shot (doesn’t happen). Throughout the war all three realise that they must make sacrifices to stop the war, the old saying “sacrifice one to save the many” is said often between the three at first before it becomes second nature. During one of the battles Shar’s cyan lightsaber is completely destroyed including the crystal being completely shattered. After taking the mantle of the Revanchist only uses the name Revan and never removes the helmet unless it’s only the trio and only then will respond to their old names. All three are slipping mentally in this war but have all managed to hold onto the Light side by trusting each other. After the mass shadow generator event Revan looses all contact with Exile (force and otherwise) and assumes death, despite it being Revan’s own order it’s a major pushing point towards the dark.

The End of the War

Revan faces off against Mandalore the Ultimate and slays him, in his dying breathe speaks of the Sith Empire growing in the Unknown Regions and how this war wasn’t only about giving the Mandalorian’s a good fight but also to weaken the republic for Ultimates Empire allies. Not many Mandalorians knew of the Sith truth behind the war and just followed their Mandalor’s word that this war would bring them the honour of a good fight, and it did in a way. After Revan learns of the empire growing hidden amongst uncharted routes, knew that the council would never believe them and so took matters into their own hands. Taking a fleet and insisting it was to chase down the last of the Mandalorian high command, Revan left for the unknown regions.

The Unknown 

Yeah everything went to shit. Rev and Alek get captured and Sith tortured and kind probed by old man Sith Emperor but in that time Revan gains acute knowledge via reverse mind prob, of how the Sith empire is running, where resources are coming from and key weak points. During this time Alek falls completely and Revan fains it for now. Torture continues for a good while until Revan makes the choice that they have been making all through out the war “sacrifice one to save the many”… Revan embraces the dark side and makes a plan, a plan to empower the known galaxy enough to destroy the “true” Sith empire by uniting it as their own Sith empire. Revan knows light will always rise to face the dark and that the light side is strong, someone will rise to take them down after the “true” Sith empire is defeated and only in death will Revan have fulfilled their promise to the unknown Mandalorian and finally be able to be one with the force. Revan embraces the dark fast and is soon sent off by the Sith emperor who thinks Revan is under his control to take control of the star forge and start building the Sith army in the known galaxy, Revan assumes command with now Malek as their right hand.

Beginning of Darth Revan

Basically what is described in the first Kotor game, Darth Duo go find star maps, get to forge, start fucking up the galaxy yadeyadeya. Malek pulls a sick move and fucks up Revan’s plan to stop the Sith Emperor and boom Amnesia time baby. Oh also during Sith times used a red and their old purple lightsaber but when they got captured by Bastila both lightsaber’s goy yoinked and locked up on Coruscant for simple reasons. 

No Memory Time Baby

Council is smart as fuck and call them Shay Stalker AKA their old name to see if that will reawaken light memories or thoughts in Revan and basically try and nudge amnesia Rev to stay lightside cos they don’t want to see their lost padawan fall back to the dark, (Jedi are a complicated subject), also ONLY SHAY no mention of their other name Shar at all! So that will cause problems later for poor Rev when they start remembering things :), basically the game from here on. Memories of a calm life on a farming planet before joining the military, lost both their siblings (AKA Alek and Exile) while away on service. Joined to stop the Sith from taking any more innocent lives. Throughout the game Shay try’s to help as many people as they can and choose the option that will benefit good and innocent people, constantly says fuck to corporations and nasty people, is not afraid to kill a bitch. As I haven’t completed the game fully (but I am planing a lightside finish and I’m not exactly sure when the “I am Revan” bit comes in I’m gonna leave this as it is. Oh and blue main saber and a short green saber with a crystal they managed to purify (AKA was red but returned to its natural colour through meditation and force cleansing, also helped by Bastila)

Memories

Like I said I haven’t finished the game yet BUT after the whole “oh fuck oh stars IM REVAN?????” Lots of shit starts to make sense and the force “spell” (I’m gonna call it spell) that repressed Revan’s memories had already begun to weaken somewhat before this point but this kinda opens the flood gates but not too far just enough for it to not make any sense at all. Team is there for Rev and the game finishes lightside. (Also I know I said this rev not gonna romance but this is post game stuff now and I just don’t wanna romance Bastila in game so yeah) ANYWAY, Revan and Bastila build a healthy relationship together and Revan starts to regain a lot of memories that their friends help them through. Revan remembers why they took the name Revan and actually goes to Coruscant to the high council to explain why they put on the helmet in the first place and the Council adheres to Revan’s request and returns the original helmet. The Star forged one stays in storage for now. Revan also requests their old armour and lightsabers to help regain memories as to why they fell, the council is hesitant at this request and only allows Revan to meditate with their old things at the main temple with a council member present. Over one or two years a lot comes back but there is still a few key dates, names, moments and details missing. Oh and Revan uses force powers to make Bastila preggers. IF BOBA FETT CAN SURVIVE A SARLAC AND PALPATINE CAN EXIST IN THE SEQUELS. REVAN CAN PULL FORCE BULLSHIT TOO!

The Unknown part 2: Electric boogaloo 

Revan finally remembers what made them go dark and realises they fucked up their own plans pretty bad and the Republic IS WORSE OFF THAN HOW IT STARTED COS OPPS REVAN ACCIDENTALLY KILLED A SHIT TON OF FORCE USERS LIGHT AND DARK SO yeah. Bastila was holding the brain cell of the force bond in this moment and Revan decides the best course of action is to go face the Emperor alone… fucking brilliant Revan how the fuck did you win the Mandalorian wars again my good sir? Revan tells Bastila that they (Rev) has been assigned a mission to infiltrate the remanence of Revan’s old Sith Empire and basically destroy it from within and that this mission is basically so hush hush that Bastila isn’t meant to know but Revan thought it only fair to say that they would be gone for potentially a long time for this mission and Bastila, unaware that this would be the last time she saw them, accepted this goodbye and hoped they would return before their baby was born. But Revan has always been a good lier… even to themselves. Without anymore fuss they left the Known Galaxy leaving all their friends and family behind never to be seen again to face off against the bitch that started it all. (I haven’t read the novels or played the SWTOR game and never plan to do either so again I say this is wiki knowledge that I’m doing what ever I please with that knowledge because Star Wars is a sand pit and I’m the kindy kid that’s decided to sit and play with it today)

Mmmmm Watcha SaaaaaaaAy

Revan gets their ass handed to them and imprisoned for three hundred years and tortured and mind probed AGAIN. Also cut off their connections to any other force user to ensure old dude couldn’t get to them as well. Absolutely not having a good time here. After the 300 years of PAIN the force within Revan gets so fucked up that their physicality splits into two entirely separate beings, Dark Revan and Light Revan. When this happens the prison breaks and Light Revan makes their escape and gets out barely alive while Dark Revan hangs back and swears allegiance to Sith Empire and starts plotting to overthrow old dude cos Sith. Light Revan makes it back to the council and they heal them and have a very hard time believing they are Revan until Revan perfectly describes a gift they gave Bastila before they left that now a descendent of Revan now owns. The council doesn’t understand how Revan split into two entire different beings but accept “the force acts in mysterious ways at times”. Revan is FINALLY given knighthood and helps prepare the republic for the Sith Empire that hasn’t attacked yet but definitely will soon. And this is where Tarre comes in.

Mando Time Yeah!

My Tarre will get his own beefy post (def not as big as this one) maybe tomorrow or the next day so for now it’s just what Tarre does and means to Revan. ANYWHO, Tarre becomes Light Revan’s padawan. (I should mention that Light Revan despite being called Light Revan is leaning towards a grey area within the force but isn’t down right evil like dark Revan is. Dark Revan is killing puppies of an endangered species cos their bored evil). Tarre is Revan’s padawan and becomes a knight. Revan enjoys teaching Tarre about the force and understanding how Tarre was brought up a Mandalorian and with the peace between Jedi and Mandalorian’s at this point was welcomed into the Jedi temple later than most. Revan raises Tarre like he is their own son/little brother and they form an extremely powerful force bond because of it. I’ll go in depth on Tarre’s post but Tarre still gets Mando training for 4 months of the year but the jedi training is the rest of the year. Revan joins Tarre when he return to Mandalore to continue his Mando training and learns more about Mandalorian history and culture while there. While on Mandanlore Light Revan truely feels relaxed for once despite random Mando’s sometimes jumping out and challenging them to fights because apparently Revan is now a ghost story and a feared mighty warrior legend and when anyone finds out that Revan is “alive” immediately tries to prove that they are stronger than Revan (which they are not). A few years after Tarre is knighted the war with the True Sith Empire begins.

I don’t know what to call this bit sooooo UWU

Battles, fights, old shit, it’s a war. Revan proves to be supper fucking useful in leadership but doesn’t do as much “sacrifice one to save the many” moves anymore. Revan keeps predicting what the Sith are gonna do an THATS cos Dark Revan is leading the, and Revan knows Revan best but not the reverse. Light Revan knows how Dark Revan will act but Dark Revan doesn’t know how Light Revan will act since Light Revan technically includes Shay/Shar, Mandalorian War Revan, Amnesiac Shay, and post Amnesia. While Dark Revan is only really Darth Revan and post Amnesia so Light Revan technically outweighs Dark Revan. I’ve probably butchered that explanation or done it too late but that’s how it’s gonna be cos it’s midnight and I wanna finish this and post it today. ANYWAY, final battle between the Revan’s. They have a massive duel on the battle field and eventually Light Revan strikes Dark Revan down but also receives some pretty nasty injuries. Light Revan understands the need to be whole again and as Dark Revan “dies” reunites with that half of the force and Revan returns but Revan is so done, so fucking done with living and trying and they had a good run and now they have what was Dark Revan’s and Light Revan’s injuries all on one body and sure if Rev really tried they could probably suck the life force out of some Sith warriors to keep themselves alive but… they just don’t want to. Eventually Tarre finds the fallen Revan reunited at last and stays by their side as Revan finally lets go and becomes one with the force. After the battle Tarre brings Revan’s body back to the Temple to be burnt as Revan had requested but their armour, lightsabers, and other possessions would be taken to a place only Tarre knew of to be sealed away until a far descendent of Revan’s comes along to claim them as their own. The war isn’t over and Revan’s passing only fuels Tarre further into defeating the Sith empire that the republic eventually does after 20 years of war. 

Conclusion 

And that’s the overall story of this Revan, I know very long, very deep, wtf this is your second post after a what? 1 year break? Actually let me check… yeah nope about a year has passed since my Crash post. If you have made it this far thanks for reading my first ever “decent” post about something I’ve been developing for a while now in bits and pieces. Sorry it was so long but then again I did miss a lot of shit. If you want to interact and ask more questions about this Revan go ahead my ask box is open (don’t be weird tho and just cos I post long doesn’t mean you have to ask long unless it’s legit). I’ll try and get the Tarre post out tomorrow around this time too or earlier depends. Thanks again for taking the time to read my word vomit. Also sorry if there are any spelling mistakes I have missed.

Have a good one!

[fallen420]

Rebel Spy - Chapter 12: The Trio

After all the chaos that happened with the ice planet, the frog lady, the baby eating her eggs, landing the practically destroyed crest, reuniting the frog lady with her husband, we finally seem to catch a break. These Quarrens know where other Mandalorians are and agreed to take us to them on their boat.

The baby's pod floats in between me and Din as we look out onto the ocean breathing in the salty air.

“You ever see a mamacore eat?” A Quarren says to us, “Quite a sight.” When neither of us responds the Quarren speaks again,” Child might take an interest. You should take a look. Come on over here.”

We follow the Quarren to the middle of the ship where there's a huge hole covered by a cage. We stand at the edge of it and we watch as the Quarren open the cage and drop fish inside. The Quarren is talking some more but I don’t listen.

I watch as the water begins to bubble and before either of us can react the Quarren pushed the baby's pod into the water right above the mamacore.

“No!” Din and I yell at the same time. Next thing I know I’m also being pushed in.

I hold my breath as I try to look around but it's no use in the murky water. I hear a splash and I know it's Din jumping in after us.

Din and I swim up to the top, grabbing onto the bars, coughing as we attempt to catch our breaths. The Quarrens above us hit our hands making us let go of the bars.

I take a deep breath and I sink back down once more. Din seems to be having more trouble than me as he goes back up for air sooner.

Once the burning in my lungs becomes too much I go back up with Din just in time to see a blue Mandalorian land and attack the Quarrens. Din continues to cough as we see two more Mandalorians land helping the first one.

I only get a glimpse of the first ones helmet but I immediately remember that day the first and only time I ever met her before today.

The cage opens again and I grab onto the edge holding myself up. Bo kneels down in front of the water and puts her hand out in front of me. I shake my head, “Him first.” She puts her hand out in front of Din and he takes it, “Theres a creature,” I say through ragged breaths, “Has my kid.”

As one Mandalorian helps me out the other jumps in to get the kid. Bo sits Din and the Mandalorian sits me next to him. “The Child help the child,” Din begs Bo, his voice strained from all the coughing.

“Don’t worry brother. We’ve got this.”

Din places a hand on my thigh and squeezes as we both try to catch our breaths.

After a few agonizing moments, the Mandalorian jumps out with the pod in her hands. She kneels down next to us and rips off the lid of his pod.

She takes him out and hands him to me. I make sure he's alright and I hold him close to my side. Din reaches over to brush his ear before looking back at the Mandalorians, “Thank you. I’ve been searching for more of our kind.”

“Well, lucky we found you first,” Bo says.

“We’ve been quested to deliver this child I was hoping that…” Din stops speaking when they take off their helmets

Oh no

Din stands up getting in defensive mode, “Where did you get that armor?”

“This armor has been in my family for three generations.”

“You do not cover your face. You are not Mandalorian.”

“Mando,” I say, stepping closer to him, “This is Bo-Katan, she was the leader of Mandalore. Last I knew of at least.” I know he's wondering how I know her but he decides to ask later.

“He's one of them,” the man says

“One of what?” Din asks.

“She's right, I’m of clan Kryze. I was born in Mandalore. I fought in the Purge. I am the last of my line. And you are a Child of the Watch.”

“The Watch?”

“Children of the Watch are a cult of religious zealots that broke away from Mandalorian society/ Their goal was to re-establish the ancient way.”

“There is only one way. The way of the Mandalore.”

Din walks over to the edge of the boat before I follow I whisper, “I’m sorry,” to Bo.

Din grabs on to me tightly, he turns on the jetpack, and we fly away.

-

“What do you mean it makes sense?!” Din practically runs ahead of me with the baby in his hands. We walk through the doc trying to get back to our ship. It's dark and both of us are very irritable after the past few horrible days we’ve been having.

“I mean it makes sense.”

“Would you care to explain?” he stops walking and turns around.

“I told you I knew another Mandalorian for some time. She had her helmet off most of the time. When I met you I figured you had older views.” He just huffs and turns around, “Just because your way is different than theirs doesn’t make you or them any less of a Mandalorian.”

“How is it that you know everybody?” He decides to take this argument in a different direction.

“You meet a lot of important people when you fight in a rebellion,” but that answer isn't good enough for him, “Look for a while I hung out with a crew and we went on a mission to save one of the members' fathers. Bo came in as reinforcements that's all.”

He turns around and keeps walking, “Look I can’t imagine what it's to know that something you’ve been told your entire life is not the complete truth. I’ll never know. But aren't you slightly open to the idea that there's another way?”

If he was planning on responding he doesn’t get to because Quarren comes out of the dark corner. “Hey!”

“Oh come on,” I whisper angrily at the fact that we have to deal with yet another problem.

The Quarren steps closer to us, “You killed my brother.” More Quarrens come out of the darkness.

“Let us pass,” Din says.

“I don't think you understand.” Din and I both notice the Quarren charging their weapons, “You killed my brother. And now I’m going to kill your pet.” My hand hovers above my blaster as he gets closer to us.

Luckily, Bo and the others come down to help us.

“They didn’t kill your brother,” Bo says, “I did.” Bo shoots and we all take that as a queue to shot the rest. Which we do. In just a few seconds all the Quarren are dead.

“Can we at least buy you a drink?” Bo asks.

“Please.” Is all I say before walking towards the nearest Cantina.

-

“Trask is a black market port,” Bo says. We all sit around at a table. The baby sits in between me and Bo. Dins hand finds my thigh again probably his way of apologizing for snapping at me earlier. “They’re staging weapons that have been bought and sold with the plunders of our planet. We’re seizing those weapons and using them to retake our homeworld. Once we do that we’ll seat a new Mandalore on the throne.”

“That planet is cursed. Anyone who goes there dies. Once the Empire knew they couldn’t control it, they made sure no one else could either.”

“Don’t believe everything you hear. They wanna separate us. Mandalorians are stronger together.”

“That's not apart of our plan. I’ve been requested to take this child to the Jedi.”

“What do you know of the Jedi?”

“Nothing. Only what Auroras told me.”

“We were also hoping you could help,” I say, “I lost all contact with the ones I knew.”

“I can lead you to one of their kind, but first we need your help on our mission.”

Why is there always a mission?

-

“You see that Imperial Gozanti freighter?” Bo asks us. We stand on a broken ship in a junkyard of some type, looking at the freighter that is sitting on a doc, “It's being loaded with weapons as we speak. “According to the ports manifest, its scheduled to depart at first light.”

They explain how they scan for life forms before taking off which means that we have to fly up there once it takes off.

After discussing the plan Din and I drop the kid off with the frog lady where he will be safe. Both of us make sure to tell him not to eat any more of her eggs.

-

Before Din and I can even land, Bo and Koska take out the stormtroopers guarding the doors to the ship.

Axe uses a splicer to open the door. When it opens Bo runs inside killing the three stormtroopers that were waiting for us. The rest of us follow in behind her. Din and I stay further back and I’m slightly behind him since I don’t have beskar protecting me.

In front of us, doors open revealing more stormtroopers. We use the sides to take cover. Each of us shoots at the troopers as we slowly inch forward.

Lucky for us troopers have bad aim and we don’t so we take them out easily. We walk over the troopers' bodies and we carry on onto the next room.

We take an elevator into the cargo bay where the weapons are. Again we are met by stormtroopers. We take out the troopers in the hall but before we can enter the cargo bay the doors closed.

Without saying anything I walk over to the panels in front of us. I press a few buttons and the screaming confirms that the doors to the cargo bay opened making all the imps in there fly out.

I close the doors and I open the ones in front of us so we can get the weapons.

The Mandalorians start opening the boxes and admire all the weapons.

Bo talks on the comlink to one of the imperial officers "Oh, We’re not jettisoning anything. We’re taking the entire ship.”

“Huh?” I say in confusion.

“What?” Din also questions.

“Put some tea on we’ll be up in a minute,” She puts the comlink down and Din and I walk up to her.

“Bo, this is more than we signed up for,” I tell her.

“There is something I need to rule Mandalore. Something that was once mine. You were there when I first go it, Aurora.”

“You lost the darksaber?”

“I was stolen from me,” she says defensively, “Look they know where it is. Regardless, we are taking the ship for the battles ahead.

“I got you your weapons,” Din says, “We have to return to our ship with the foundling.”

“If you want my help finding the Jedi, you will help me take this ship.”

“You’re changing the terms of the deal.”

“This is the way,” she says almost mockingly.

She walks out and the other two follow leaving me and Din alone.

“The faster we do this, the sooner we can be back on the crest with the kid.” He just nods his head before following the others.

We start to make our way towards the front of the ship where the cockpit is. The ship moves suddenly and we all fall to the sides. Din grabs my hand as we hold on to the walls. The pilot is taking the ship down to try and get us off of here.

“Let's move!” Bo says. Din lets go of my hands and we both pull out our blasters, “There’s the bridge. Come on!”

There are more stormtroopers waiting for us and we take cover on either side of the doors.

“How many troopers?” Bo asks.

“Sit to ten. Two with heavy repeating blasters,” Axe answers her.

“We need to move now.”

“They have too much firepower!”

“Were still dropping,” Koska reminds us.

Din puts his hand in mine and he squeezes which means he's about to do something stupid. He lets go and he takes two charges out of his utility belt, “Be careful.” I tell him and he nods.

“Cover me!” Is all he says before running out into the trooper's blasts. All of the blasts bounce off his armor. I see him lay down before throwing the chargers where the stormtroopers stand.

I cover my face as fire and smoke begin to fill the area. Once it clears we run out and Din is already standing up, running towards the cockpit not giving me the chance to even ask if he's okay.

We open the door to the cockpit. Din grabs the pilot and throws him out of the chair. Din sits on the pilot's seat while I sit in the co-pilots.

We both grab on to the control wheels in front of us. Both of us pull up trying our hardest to stop this ship from plummeting into the ocean.

“Easy, easy,” Din says his voice strained from using all his strength to get this ship up

After a few moments of pulling up, we feel the ship start to go up in the air again. We both let go and start to catch our breaths.

“No!” Bo yells and as we turn around the imperial officer is on the ground.

“Look we have to go, he sent a distress signal,” I tell her.

Din and I stand up and Koska takes his spot.

“Are you sure you won’t join us?” Bo asks.

“There’s something I need to do,” Din says.

“The offer stands if you change your mind.”

“Where can we find the Jedi?” I ask her.

“Take the foundling to the city of Calodan on the forest plant of Corvus. There you will find Ahsoka Tano. Tell her you were sent by Bo-Katan. And thank you. The both of you. Your bravery will not be forgotten. This is the way.”

“This is the way,” Din repeats.

-

We get the kid back from the frog lady and her husband. We finally sit on the falling apart razor crest the kid seated in my lab as Din starts the ship.

Once he gets the ship in the air I ask, “Are you good?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” he doesn’t turn around to face me like he normally would.

“I mean with everything Bo said. Don't you wanna talk about it?”

“There's nothing to talk about Aurora.”

“Right, it’s always nothing isn’t it.”

[mytardisisparked]

Sir dude, if it would please your dudeness, I think you should write a fic set in a world where family members are tied together by an invisible string, and Obi-Wan somehow manages to catch a glimpse of the string through the force, connecting him to... Korkie. Que the realization that Korkie is actually his son and that Satine hid the truth from him

Before I start with the fic, I just wanna say that this is, without a doubt, the funniest way anyone has addressed me ever and I am now making my roommates call me “Sir Dude” and “Your Dudeness.” God bless you, Anon. 

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They were only visible during the deepest meditation, the Familial Strings. When a Jedi dipped into the Force completely, the usually invisible strings connecting family members shone a bright gold, creating a beautiful, confusing tangle of lives, loves, and loyalty.

Familial Strings were quite literal, usually, only showing connections between blood family or marriages. Occasionally, the Force would deem two people who were not of a romantic entanglement close enough to qualify a Familial String, but they usually only indicated a bond through blood. 

Obi-Wan, like most Jedi, didn’t dwell on his Familial Strings; he knew they were there, leading back to Stewjon, but he tried not to study them often to avoid the temptation of reaching out to the parents he had never known. As one who secretly struggled with attachments, thinking too much about a family he had never know would be a very dangerous thing.

All that being said, Obi-Wan was aware of the number of strings he had (5) and the fact that two of those strings had been created after he had begun his apprenticeship, shortly after his first long-term mission with his master. He had been puzzled by their arrival, but he had quickly pushed his ponderings aside and chosen to assume that his birth parents must have given birth to twins.

Now, sitting rigid with a pit in his stomach in his temporary quarters on Mandalore, he was coming to the realization that that assumption was very, very wrong.

One Familial String led from Obi-Wan’s chest right out the door and across the hall to Duchess Satine’s room. This revelation had been surprising enough; Obi-Wan loved Satine far more than he had ever cared to admit, but the fact that the Force had deemed them close enough and in love enough to connect them by a string wasn’t something Obi-Wan had ever considered. 

Even more curious, however, was the second string that deviated from the bundle aimed at Stewjon, directed to the room to his left. At the risk of breaking the meditation he needed to see the strings, Obi-Wan slowly stood and moved out into the hallway, watching that second string pivot around his heart so that it remained connected with the individual in the room next to his.

He swallowed as he looked at the door to that room, the room of Prince Korkie Kryze, Satine’s nephew.

Without another thought, Obi-Wan spun around and knocked on Satine’s door, knowing he was breaking every rule of propriety. She opened the door after the second knock, as if she had been waiting for him.

As the door swung open, Obi-Wan was faintly aware of the fact that Satine looked absolutely ethereal in the moonlight streaming through her window, her hair brushing the tops of her shoulders and her pale skin glowing. This, however, he pushed aside quickly as the contents of his stomach churned at the realization from moments before.

“Obi-Wan?” Her voice was soft and concerned.

“Satine.” His voice was harder than he intended for it to sound. “I believe we need to talk.”

Without another word, she stepped aside and invited him into her quarters.

The room, which was comfortably furnished and separated from her actual sleeping quarters by a wall and double doors. She led him over to the settee, choosing to sit across from him in an armchair, her face wary.

He fingered the edge of his robe, choosing his words carefully. “I was meditating this evening when I noticed something interesting about my Familial Lines.”

Satine’s face remained passive, but something shifted in her eyes. “Oh.”

“I never realized it before, but one of my lines is connected to you. I had two lines appear after our year together and I should have guessed that one line was yours but I never gave it much thought.” He swallowed and looked up at Satine, her face still carved of stone, though her eyes were glassy. For reasons he couldn’t quite explain, Obi-Wan suddenly felt very small. “But that second line-” he stopped and took a breath, finding his chest quite tight, “maybe you can explain why I have a Familial Line connected to Korkie.”

A tear spilled over Satine’s eye, quickly swiped away by a finger. “I think you know why, my dear.”

Obi-Wan’s vision blurred as tears began to collect in his own eyes. “He’s my son?”

Her lip quivered as she nodded, wiping another tear.

He let out a breath, his chest constricting more. “How could you not tell me?” His voice was barely above a whisper.

Despite her tears, Satine’s face suddenly hardened. “How could I have told you?” She stood and turned toward the windows. “You, who were so nobly pursuing the life of a Jedi-”

“I would have left the Jedi. I was prepared to leave for you.”

She turned back to him. “Which is exactly why I couldn’t tell you. I couldn’t tear you away from your dream.”

“Maybe you were my dream.” 

She looked shocked for a moment, but the expression was gone from her face as quickly as it had come. “Be that as it may, I also had to think of Korkie. He is the future Duke of Mandalore and having a Jedi father would have lost his respect in the eyes of his people. He would have had to work harder to gain their trust and even then his Jedi heritage would have been thrown in his face by those who would oppose him at every turn.”

Obi-Wan felt a sharp jolt of offense. “That’s a rather cold and calculating line of thought,” he said, voice low.

Satine’s brows furrowed. “Oh, as if the Jedi tradition of tearing children from their families, never to know them or be loved by them is any warmer.”

“At least the parents of our younglings have the knowledge that their children exist and are being raised by those who will provide them with the care and nurturing that they need to-”

“Do you mean to imply that I didn’t raise our son with care and nurturing love?” She snapped.

Obi-Wan’s heart fell as he realized the implications of his words. “Forgive me, that is not what I meant to imply. I didn’t think.”

Satine rubbed her eyes, suddenly looking exhausted. “I know, Obi. I just...” She slid back into her chair, shoulders slumped.

They were silent for a while, each processing their thoughts.

“What is he like?”

Satine looked up at the Jedi, elbows leaning on his knees and ginger fringe falling in his eyes. “I beg your pardon?”

Obi-Wan met her eye. “Korkie - what is he like?”

Despite everything that had happened in the last ten minutes, Satine’s heart warmed a bit in pride. “He’s incredibly smart.” She smiled softly. “Smarter than either of us, I think. And an excellent negotiator; he’s done a great deal in terms of welcoming new systems into the Alliance these last few years. Although,” she smirked, “he knows how to land an elegant insult when needed. He nearly got himself thrown from the academy for implying that his science teacher had inhaled the fumes of too many chemicals.”

Obi-Wan smiled at that. “I wonder who he inherited that trait from.”

“Definitely not me,” Satine sniffed, barely holding back a smile. 

Another moment of slience.

“Does he know about us?”

She took a breath. “He knows I am his mother, but I never told him your name, just stories of you and our time together.”

“Do you ever plan to tell him?”

“I-” She sighed. “I don’t know. I think the two of you would get along splendidly but I also want to provide him plausible deniability in case someone were to figure out that I am not his aunt. There are already rumors of the matter and I fear what might happen if Mandalore were to fall into the wrong hands.”

Obi-Wan nodded. “I can see the logic of that.”

“Do you want me to tell him?” she asked tentatively.

He thought for a moment. “What I want is for us to turn back time and be a family together from the start. But, seeing as that isn’t possible, maybe could I get to know Korkie a bit? He doesn’t need to know who I am, but perhaps I could spend some time with him and get to know my son?”

Satine smiled. “I think that would be good.”

“Good.” Obi-Wan smiled back. “Thank you, Satine.”

She took his hand. “And thank you, Obi-Wan. Korkie has been the best part of my life since we said goodbye and, although our situation isn’t ideal, he is the greatest gift.”

He squeezed her hand. “He looks a bit like me, doesn’t he?”

She laughed. “We will have to be careful about having you two stand next to each other; you have the same jawline.”

“He can never grow a beard.”

“He might have to dye his hair when he gets a little older.”

They chuckled.

“If you would like, I could host a breakfast tomorrow, just for the three of us.” 

Obi-Wan nodded. “I would like that very much.”

[dexi-green]

Gotta put together (some of) my feelings and thoughts about the mandalorian S2 finale so spoilers, can’t put it under a read more on tablet but SPOILERs and it’s tagged so:

I didn’t get it until the x wing landed in the hangar... then I started crying in both hope and fear. I felt Luke was the option to go to but I never thought they would ACTUALLY do it. Then it was him on the cams and you couldn’t see the color but the SOUND. Then you saw the glove!!! And then the shot mirroring Vader with the green in the smoke like...wow (also kinda mirrored Vader’s slaughter in rogue one but with less human murder). And so many of Luke’s moves reminded me of Anakin and Vader that it was just undeniable. Like it all just compiled so nicely and it was just amazing. (the cgi on his face was a lil eh but it was still Luke) AND THEN R2!!! I jumped and yelped and cried again. And then of course Din removing his helmet for Grogu... come on... it’s too sweet. “‘let me look on you with my own eyes” come THROUGH FATHER SON DYNAMIC ITS POETRY IT RHYMES!!! But of course the thought crossed my mind when Luke was holding Grogu... his possible fate to Kyle at Luke’s temple... oof. I mean possibly not but ??? ALSO WHEN GIDEON TRIED TO SHOOT GROGU?!?! I HATED THAT SO MUCH! THAT SPLIT SECOND HAD ME REELING,SEETHING. Also I wonder if Grogu is the first kid recruited by Luke? I think that would be such an interesting dynamic, I mean aside from Ben of course but... that is just such an interesting thought for this to be the first recruitment of his temple. The weight it puts on that scene and Luke’s determination to get to him...like come on. The only thing I wanted more than Luke was Leia, because I am dying for more Jedi Leia, but it’s obviously a bit iffy territory to tread, sadly rip queen. Also also I need to see a Grogu/Din reunion. Particularly I think it would be great to see them years later, I mean I would love Din to have constant contact with his SON, but of course a years later reunion would be so interesting to see the dynamic. Do they settle back in? Is Grogu too young rn to be able to be taken away and have a good connection (without taking into account any force connection type vibes) later on? Grogu didn’t get his ball...

Also i was so engrossed I forgot about the actual kind of... inheritance of the darksaber, kinda due to Sabine giving Bo the darksaber in rebels?? and that was just such a moment. As soon as I saw Gideon smiling/laughing at Bo I was like.. wait a minute... The whole time, from Boba and Koska and Bo’s fight/bickering at the beginning, to when Gideon was holding it up to Grogu, I was just like Din doesn’t care about all this he just wants Grogu. And it broke my heart when he was telling her to take it, and she just couldn’t, knowing that’s not what he wants at all (i mean who knows where it will go now with Grogu gone but :/ still doesn’t seem like the rule Mandalore type but he really almost has a no choice.. also high key feel bad for Bo. She was just feigning for Gideon and the darksaber and made it clear but just happenstance and.. not even back at square one but now stuck in this weird place. She knows Din’s not like Gideon so she can’t justify going after him like that. But also lowkey wanted to fight her after she called out Boba as not a real mandalorian, and talking about him being a clone, at the beginning but I guess he doesn’t really care too much sinc he’s so sure of himself and doesn’t need recognition from other mandalorians). I am so interested in how Din moves forward. Also I love how they allowed Luke and Boba to just pass each other lol because 😬 (also is koska dead??) And according to Gideon they already got Grogu’s blood so :/ but also R2/Grogu recognizing each other??

BOBA SUPREMACCYYYY!!!! RIP Jeremy Bulloch 💕 The after credit omg... Fat Bib Fortuna physically taking Jabba’s place on the throne and manifesting the body to go with it lol but I loved how it mirrored Luke’s entrance at Jabba’s palace, and of course as soon as we see Fennec I know Boba was coming along, and I just... oof. The book of Boba... wow... I am so hype for next December. Him and Fennec running the criminal underworld?? Pls let Cobb vanth show up because I would love to see Boba stare down the dude who ‘borrowed’ his armor for a while. Also I wanna know a bit more of Boba’s escape/survival and time with the Tusken raiders, I loved seeing them a bit more this season compared to the very brief glimpses and Ani’s slaughter. Also Dark Troopers so good. Good love it.

I wonder if the book of boba is the next season, so an installment of this series.. that’s what I think it will probably be... but also Bo and Din on mandalore?? But also explore Luke’s Jedi Temple... him finding the force sensitives and how his methods differ from the old Jedi Order. How he changes it and improves or what he sticks to that works/doesn’t?? And of course we got the set up for Thrawn/Ahsoka/ EZRA??!?!? (pls rahul kohli) show and all the other shows which.. while I am hype for book of boba (the best title) I am still OBVI most hype for the Obi wan because baby boy ani and ewan, like if this?!? Had me crying... I am going to get destroyed when that obi-wan show drops. Dubstep droids... Also I really thought there would be something to the “‘pure Beskar” line, like one of the mando’s armor wouldn’t be pure and they get stabbed... listen I came into this thinking someone was going to die.

I have so much Feelings and Thoughts and just needed them somewhere. It felt like Star Wars... it felt like I was in the theaters. I was crying and talking to myself and silently yelling since it was 3am but... it just felt amazing. It was amazing. Like it’s just kind of insane especially when there were so many times when it seemed like Star Wars was gone or changing too much... which isn’t exactly bad but it was just kind of nice to feel like it used to. The nostalgia...and the love and the hope gosh ❤️

Edit: AHSOKA AND LUKE MEET. TALK ABOUT ANI! LET LUKE LEARN OF HIS DAD, LET AHSOKA LEARN OF HIS REDEMPTION! NOW LUCASFILMS🔫

[jbbuckybarnes]

Hide & Seek

Desc: Grogu was gone now, a piece of Din’s soul went with him. He’d have to take some time to put himself back together. Warnings: S2 spoilers, a little angst, a little fluff, not proofread

The women in the room stood as Din had tears across his cheeks and took his helmet back into his hands. „So, how does this darksaber stuff work now?“ Cara cut through the silence. „He has the right to rule Mandalore now.“ Bo-Katan repeated what was said earlier. „He doesn‘t really seem interested in that.“ Cara chuckled and watched Din‘s brown hair being hidden under beskar again. „And he clearly wants you to have it, so fighting really doesn‘t make sense.“ She adds after a short pause. „I know, but that is how it works.“ „Didn‘t you question my creed a couple weeks back? Yeah, might be time to question your story.“ Din came towards them and held the deactivated saber towards her. „I can‘t take it. If you learned about Mandalorian history like I did you would know that.“ She shook her head. „So what do we do now?“ Din angled his head to the side. „You‘re gonna learn about your culture and I‘ll help you rule Mandalore.“ „How do I know that you won‘t just attack me once we do that?“ „You don‘t.“ He took the saber and put it on his belt, „Then I‘m not sure if we can strike a deal.“ „Oh, come on. This could be so easy. He wants to give the saber, you want to have it. Everything between you both is some dumb tradition you don‘t need to give a damn about.“ Care groaned and Bo‘s face snapped over. „It‘s not just some tradition, it‘s the most important tradition that is still left after everything that happened.“ She hissed. „Just...take the saber or you‘ll have to leave me alone for having it and let me learn about the history by myself.“ Din made clear. „We just need to have neutrality here. You can still do stuff on Mandalore. He can learn a couple things. Cooperation. Wonderful thing to exist.“ Cara offered. Din held out his hand, Bo‘s followed and both nodded. You heard your comms crack, „Uh, guys, I might bring some guests.“ The whole room looked at each other and hurried towards the landing bay.

„Here speaks Grand Moff Kamira, I suggest you surrender.“ Everybody heard as you watched the ship hover above. „Yeah, I don‘t think so.“ Cara answered. „Deploy-“ The comm went silent for a bit before you had more of those droids flying towards you. „Well, let‘s try to do what we just watched that Jedi do.“ Din mumbled and lit up his saber. *Just swinging, not stabbing. You can do this Din.* The first two droids were sliced like butter, the third stabbed, the fourth shot in the neck by Koska. A loud metal clang was audible as the fifth hit Din in the face. With a grunt he cut through that one too, the squad behind him figuring out what the weak points of the droids were. After ten more being destroyed by him and the team there were none left. Din‘s energy was low, but he knew this wasn‘t it. „We will find you.“ You heard in the comms before the ship above you fled. „Great.“ Din huffed under his helmet. Boba landed in front of them and looked around, „Are we keeping this ship?“ „I wouldn‘t mind taking it.“ Care grinned. „You‘d have to get every tracking device out of it first.“ Fennec answered and both shrugged as they walked into Boba‘s ship. „You did good for never having fought with a saber.“ Bo-Katan mentioned while walking past him into one of the Empire ships with Koska. With a deep sigh Din went up the ramp to Boba‘s ship. This was gonna be a lot to calm down from and process. While they were going through hyperspace to a planet Din could get a ship on and while everyone chatted in the main part of the ship, Din was sitting in Boba‘s private corner of the ship. His helmet beside him, holding the tiny metal ball the child loved so much. He had grown attached to him too. He knew he had done the right thing by bringing him to one of his kind, but it felt like someone had ripped the heart out of his body. This was gonna hurt for a while, maybe forever. „You did the right thing.“ He heard Boba‘s unfiltered voice in the entrance. „Yeah.“ Din choked out of him. „I know how this feels. I lost my father, permanently. This feels somewhat like that. Doesn‘t it?“ He sat down across him. „I mean...that‘s my child.“ Now a sob escaped him and he tightly gripped the metal ball in his hand. Boba kept silent, listening intently, „I know he needs to be trained, but I hate that it has to be without me. Without attachment. I wanted to see it. Be with him. I wasn‘t prepared for this.“ „I‘m here whenever you need me to listen. I feel your pain.“ Boba put one hand on Din‘s shoulder. „Thank you.“ They both embraced each other in a tight hug before Boba went back to his pilot seat and Din back to sulking. — Din settled into the new light freighter that he had gotten himself by luck and intimidation for a lower price. It was silent in the cockpit, too silent. No friends, no child. Just Din Djarin and the supermassive blackhole in his chest. Greef told him to take a break after all he went through, so he decided to fly to Sorgan. „Where‘s your baby?“ As soon as Omera said the sentence she had him enveloping her into a hug. „Where is he?“ „With his kind.“ His voice was shaky through the vocoder. „Oh Mando.“ She hugged back tighter. „I just need to...take a break.“ He got out before she felt his chest shake. „Of course, we‘ll take care of you. Don‘t you worry about that.“ The next weeks were spent with homemade soup, comfortable clothes, long talks with Omera, helping in the village and trying himself at being soft with the children. „Mando?“ Winta stood in front of him, looking up. „Hm?“ He turned his head. „Can you play with us?“ She jumped and made a little pout. „Sure, what do you wanna play?“ He went down to her height a little. „Hide and Seek!“ She jumped around but then stopped in her tracks, „But you can‘t cheat just because we can‘t see your face!“ He chuckled at the little girl, „Promise.“ „Start counting!“ She ran off and he started counting from 30. „Hide everyone!“ Din smiled to himself hearing the joy in her voice. „3...2...1...I‘m going to find you!“ He said out loud before starting to look for places children could perfectly hide in. It didn‘t take long for him to find Winta‘s clothing sticking out of her hiding spot. „Gotcha!“ She started running away but he got her and picked her up with a squeal and put her over his unarmored shoulder. „Next one.“ And like that the big man had a bunch of children hanging onto him and using him as a playground. A while later he sat with them around a small fire and told them about fighting a big bad man, before they looked at each other and whispered. „Can we ask you something?“ Winta asked reluctantly. „Of course.“ „What happened to the baby?“ The pain in his chest was hard to ignore but he had to. „He‘s reunited with his kind. That was the plan all along.“ „Is that why you came here? Were you alone?“ Children could be so incredibly direct. „Jup.“ He didn‘t need to lie to anyone here. The children all looked at each other and nodded, „Well, you have us now.“ They all came to group hug the Mandalorian and he was glad they couldn‘t see the positive overwhelm on his face. „Thank you.“ He murmured and hugged back, seeing Omera walk by and smile. Maybe he should take Omera and Winta with him for a bit and show them the galaxy. He couldn‘t be alone in his ship anymore. 

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[overcaffeinated-creative]

Tonight’s Shit Post Fic (Told In Dashes)

((Now edited and stuff!!))

Premise: Modern!Solus attending a work holiday party with the clear beginning of her loving Triad with her, her girlfriend, and whatever the fuck she counts Pre as. Technically he’s her boss/political pick for whenever they get back to Mandalore to lead/ leader of their Council but they’ve blurred lines for years at this point.

(This got super long so it’s going under a readmore)

-The party’s some winter holiday party in December at a nice place. Naturally, Solus gets to show up dressed to the absolute nines with her hair and makeup on point.

(There’s a Hobeika cocktail dress, Alexander McQueen bag, Fendi glasses, Burberry coat, and her signature Louboutins: lace booties in this specific instant.) 

-Among the wonderful things at this party, besides people she actually likes, is the open bar. Should Solus be drinking? Probably not. Is it going to stop her? No fucking way. There’s champagne drinks to be drank without paying attention.

-She 100% keeps sneaking pictures of Bo Katan in her lovely suit because “My girlfriend is 🔥🔥🔥". So, there’s lots of really dorky social media posts that go on the entire night. 

-(”Cyar’ika, while that’s a nice picture of my ass take it down please.”)

-It’s not at all to make her Trendy Friends/Future Soccer Moms-Crunchy Granola Parents jealous af but it some of it totally is.

-As with any event, even the ones she’s excited for, Sen comes too. He’s wearing his vest because he’s working but he also gets to wear one of his nice collars. It coordinates with her outfit. 

-Before they left home she took a bunch of selfies with him sans his working vest and in one of his bow ties. He’s a very handsome boy and she loves him very much. Of course, everyone has to see how cute they are together and how well he coordinates with her.

-Everything goes really well. There’s a few times she has to retreat for a little bit to catch her breath and calm down. Because there are a lot of people around. Solus is honestly having a good time though. This is her Aliit.

-For once, she’s also not the tiniest person for a change. Those killer heels make her very tall, very leggy, and clearly every inch the goddess she is. Damn right she’s flaunting it.

-Her and Allison from Accounting pal around at various points throughout the night. They swap stories about their beloved animals (Allison has a large, smoke colored standard poodle named Bluebell) and gossip a little.

-They also take a bunch of selfies because they both look good and it’s really fun? Yeah, they’re rough and tough but sometimes it’s really nice to indulge in being super girly too.

-Of course, there’s Solus and various Wrens hanging out too. It’s not an Official Event if Solus, Ty, and Berni aren’t together at least once to talk shit and mess around. Damn right she’s got Ursa into a Selfie too. She even smiled. 

-The Problem happens when Solus hits her “One drink too many” line later into the night then gets pulled into pictures.

-See, she had been dancing around Pre all night because that’s how they work. They’re friendly and super, super close by this point. There’s also tons of sparks that them and Bo had all acknowledged but no one is making a move to turn things Official.

-”Put Solus in the middle” was someone’s brilliant idea for a picture. So, she’s suddenly away of just how nice Pre smells and Bo’s right there looking divine. When she gets an Idea.

-For one round, she casually drops her hand to rest on her lover and her boss’ asses. Because what is impulse control when you’re way past tipsy?

-(That picture is hilarious because she looks super innocent, Pre is clearly confused, and Bo’s cracking up. Someone’s clearly away of what’s going on.)

-Pictures are over but small, cold hands are still casually resting on rear ends and even migrated into back pockets.

-”Solus, what are you doing?” Pre asked because this was going Somewhere. He just isn’t aware of where that Somewhere is or what’s really happening.

“Warming my hands?” Her face is flushed only from the booze. At this point she has absolutely zero shame in doing anything.

“...” Not the answer he expected but also not unexpected.

-Bo steps in because this corner is only going to stay relatively clear for so long before someone Notices. Not that someone hooking up with a coworker is really new at this point. Kyr’tsad is as much a company as a mobile community so the fuck is even going on. 

-(Several someones are winning bets is what is going on. They just don’t know it it yet.)

-”Solus, what are you doing?”

“Taking initiative like you said. Remember, ‘I don’t know. Slap his ass?’ was one of your suggestions.”

“Wasn’t talking about you seriously doing that. And that isn’t slapping.”

-See, that just became a challenge so she pointedly stares Bo down while removing her hand from Pre’s back pocket. Then she casually slaps his ass before going wide eyed. “Wow...it feels as nice as it looks.” 

-Sen, who is very much a husky and therefore cannot blush, is blushing in shame for his handler. Who is clearly toasted.

-”Time to get you home,” Bo remarks before this gets even more out of hand.

-Speaking of hands, no one’s removed them yet. They’re just there. Resting on two fantastic examples of ass. 

-”Remove your hands, Cyare.”

“Will you remove my shirt?”

“You’re wearing a dress.”

“Will you remove your shirt?”

“Not in public.”

-Sen has covered his face with his paws. He is Too Intelligent and knows this is both hilariously bad and definitely embarrassing. 

-”Can we go home then? I want my dress and your shirt off. Everything else too.”

-Pre deserves lots of credit for his brain working and not outright laughing at Solus. Someone trained in tact and grace and People Skills lacks all of them right now. Seriously, he’s watched her charm senators and governors and foreign dignitaries. This shows none of those skills. But, she is very smiley in the moment and truly relaxed...he likes this better.

-Giving it a few seconds pause she looks up at him curiously, “You could come too.” A beat passes as she giggles at her own (terrible) innuendo. The other two just laugh at her while the dog groans. 

-Honestly. Humans.

-”I’ll find my own way home.” He’s very much a gentleman and she is very much blitzed. But, that’s a thought he is certainly going to explore later. Someone’s finally making a move.

-Solus pouts because this is so Unfair. But, she finally drops her hands after a final squeeze. She’s Opportunistic.

-Bo-Katan sits her in a chair with Sen guarding her and goes to collect their coats. Pre asked if she needed help wrangling Solus at least into the Uber but the answer was surprisingly no. Even in death heels she’s really good at not falling.

-Solus, meanwhile, is dropping half the contents of Pre’s wallet or his watch into her purse. Because Drunk!Solus is wingmanning for Sober!Solus tomorrow. He’ll have to stop by to get his stuff.

-Uber goes fine but Bo totally ended up carrying her into the house and up the stairs. Solus is being both adorably snugly and whining “My toes are cold and the snow is too deep for me to walk in.”

-Being a full on Saint, her girlfriend also takes care of her and Sen. Included in this is things like, “Drink this pedialtye. You’ll need it tomorrow” and getting her into a shower. Also hanging up her nice dress, getting her phone on charge, and making sure her make up is taken off. Sen, is far easier to manage.

-If there’s some fun times, who’s blaming her? Solus is very affectionate and making out like teenagers is very fun, even when you aren’t.

-Morning after really kicks off the Saint Status/probably deification of Bo-Katan Kryze. Because Solus is clearly hungover even with the precautions taken. Thus, it’s getting her into another shower, giving her ginger tea, and sitting her in the dark living room with a fuzzy blanket. 

-Also, making breakfast because even hungover girlfriends need to eat. In this case, it’s a ham and cheese omelette and multigrain toast with more electrorlyte drinks. But, it’s food.

-They spend all day cuddling and watching movies. Intermixed with this is taking care of Sen and Solus groaning, “I said that?” or “I did that.”

- Sen’s clearly judging her in between naps and playing with his Kong.

-Pre texts when he woke up asking if they knew what happened to his belongings. Solus gets a deer in the headlights look. 

-”Yeah...I think I pickpocketed you. I’ve got everything in my purse. Wanna stop by Bo’s to get it?”

-Which, again, props to her proving that even sloshed she’s got Sneaky Skills on lockdown.

-Later in the evening, Pre stops by to collect his belongings from his favorite pickpocket.

-Bo-Katan, wingmanning this trainwreck, gives them a chance to be alone. Because they’re the only part of this Thing that needs to really work things out. Her and Pre have their standing arrangements.

-Before she can actually call out, “Just kiss already!” when coming back from taking Sen for a walk. They actually are kissing. It’s almost sweet.

-”Actual talk happens when we’re all not hungover.” was Solus’ rule before making the call for Pre that he’s staying for a while. Namely, to be cuddled by the small koala, who watches French movies and manages to take up body space of both of them.

-There’s occasional making out like teenagers. Because Solus is Opportunistic and Hedonistic.

-”Solus, next time just ask?” Pre reminds her when he finally gets his belongings back.

[theabominableblogger]

Rewatching “Revenge of the Sith”

Ohhhh yeahhh, I’m going there.

My apologies in advance because this post is so long...

*silently boogies out to 20th Century Fox jingle and ends up throwing popcorn everywhere*

*mouths along to opening theme*

WAR!

“Evil is everywhere.”  Dude, this is Star Wars we’re talking about...

Just a heads up, I am so freaking glad that we have The Clone Wars because honestly, it has a lot more flowing character development when it comes from jumping from “Attack of the Clones” to this movie, especially Anakin.

Lens flare!

Holy snot how many Republic ships are there?!?  Did the Separatists come with every single ship imaginable?  Is that why?

Aaaaand that’s a dead body.

The hell are those things?

“Nothing too fancy.”  Says the man [Obi-Wan] who dramatically drops his robes whenever possible.

*imitates the buzz droids*

“IN THE NAME OF-”  Finish the sentence, Obi-Wan!

R2′s taser thingy looks like the Twelfth Doctor’s sonic screwdriver.

What if they didn’t notice the shield in time?

Boom!  End of saga.  Cue end credits music.

Ohhhh this asshole.

WHAAAATTT’SS THE SITUATION, CAPTAINNNN???

*imitates the droids saying “Roger roger”*

How come Anakin and Obi-Wan aren’t getting jostled around when the elevator car first stops?

*quotes the entire “No loose wire jokes” conversation in the elevator*

Is that the same freaking chair that’s gonna pop up in “Return of the Jedi?”

Anakin and Obi-Wan fight Dooku but every time their lightsabers clash, it’s Obi-Wan going “Hello there”

Did Dooku just backwards kick Anakin away?  Oh my God...

DEW IT

 *Anakin kills Count Dooku*  Well done, prequels.  You done didn’t use your Christopher Lee effectively enough.

ALL BATTERIES FIRE, FIRE!

Wilhelm Scream!

*imitates droid saying “Reversing stabilizers...”*

Holy crap, you can actually see Grievous’s face kind of twitching with anger when he commands the droids to level out the ship.  Dang.

Freaking Obi-Wan’s little yell of horror when he wakes up...

*ugly cackles*

*quotes the entire ray shields scene*

I cannot freaking believe that the TV show took the time to make freaking sure that Anakin never met Grievous until this movie.

Actually, yes I can.  They have a goddamn script continuity department.

How come one of them didn’t take one of the electrostaffs?

The Separatist flagship just tore in half when it entered the atmosphere and yet I remain completely unfazed.

“8 plus 16...”  Pfftt, what the heck does that mean?

Guys, I think I found the origin for the Dramatic Hair Flop of Angst in TCW

Pretty sure that’s the Millenium Falcon at the bottom hangar

“Oh, I’m not brave enough for politics.”  *cough cough*

Obi-Wan gets a whole freaking bus to himself.  Chaos will ensue.

How has no one noticed Padme just hanging out next to one of the pillars?

“There were whispers... that you [Anakin] had been killed...”  Really?

Anakin’s reaction to Padme telling him that she’s pregnant is actually really good.

Wasn’t there like a deleted interaction where Anakin first accused Padme of sleeping with someone else while he was gone but then they decided that was not that great of an idea?

The music that plays when Grievous exits the shuttle is pretty sweet

*imitates Grievous saying “Yes, Lord Sidious?”*

*claps with each word*  This is not how you write romance, [George] Lucas!

Oh I didn’t realize that you could actually hear Anakin’s robotic arm move when he puts his face in his hands

“How long is it gonna take before we start being honest with each other?”  You [Padme] should have asked that before you two got hitched in the first place.

Ladies and gentlemen, the absolute worst therapy lesson in the history of Star Wars:  Yoda telling Anakin to basically get over himself and accept the sudden, incoming death of the people he loves.

“What must I do, Master Yoda?”  MOTHEREFFING IGNORE HIM!

“Train yourself to let go of everything you fear to lose.”  NOOO, OH MY GOD...

There’s actually a whole video by Pop Culture Detective that went into detail how terrible the Jedi Council were when it came to giving Anakin emotional support.

“Be careful of your friend Palpatine.”  And your pal, Friend-patine.

I just noticed that there are less chairs in the Jedi Council room

“The Council doesn’t like it when he [Palpatine] interferes with Jedi affairs.”  Then why the heck don’t they confront Palpatine about it?

Holy crap, I just realized that this movie came out 13 years ago.

“Hold me, like you did by the lake on Naboo...” Was that really “holding” though?

Anakin’s delivery of “At last!” sounds like Darth Maul when he said “At last we will reveal ourselves to the Jedi” in the first movie.

This entire opera scene should be a dead give away to Anakin learning about Palpatine being the Sith Lord.  The minute Palpatine even said the word “Sith” should have raised a few red flags...

This entire Darth Plaguesis explanation is so good and ominous.  Just the minute Palpatine finishes the story and tells Anakin that there are other ways to gain that sort of power, you can just gradually feel the dread setting in for the rest of the movie.  You just know something bad is gonna happen (besides Anakin becoming Darth Vader)...

Look at the way Obi-Wan’s sitting in his chair!

Oh my God... the Wookies just did a Tarzan yell...

Headcanon:  he’s [Anakin] checking for updates about the Siege of Mandalore

OK, everyone craps on the Utapau storyline with the fight scene between Obi-Wan and Grievous but I actually think this is one of the best parts in the movie.

I love the design for the Pau’ans

GUYSSS I LOVE BOGA SO MUCH YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!!

Someone get me a plush animal of her on my desk pronto!

HELLO THERE!

GENERAL KENOBIII... YOU ARE A BOLD ONE...

That pose though!

That spinning helicopter move Grievous does while stalking toward Obi-Wan was always really cool to me.  A little extra, but still cool.

ARMY OR NOT... YOU MUST REALIZE... YOU ARE DOOMED!

Oh I don’t think so!

*imitates Obi-Wan using the Force to throw Grievous*

Wait, so how many times has Cody had to hold onto Obi-Wan’s lightsaber when Obi-Wan freaking drops it?

Death Star plans?

Big question:  so how old is Anakin here?  He’s 19/20 in “Attack of the Clones” and there’s at least a one or two year time jump in S3 of TCW.

Yo, that means he was like late 30s/early 40s when he died in “Return of the Jedi.”  Well shoot, man...

Yeah, Obi-Wan, let’s freaking kick the crazy homicidal cyborg.  Great idea.

Is Grievous just covered in gasoline or something because he just went up in flames *snaps* just like that.

Ohhhh this scene with Anakin and Padme looking at the windows of their respective places is really good...

Look at freaking Anakin here! 

George Lucas deserves any and all sins for the bad dialogue for Anakin because Hayden Christensen can really act when he’s not given any dialogue and he’s just told to react. 

So, with that, henceforth, there shall be no dissing Hayden Christensen on my blog.

I AM THE SENATE!

Dramatic window break!

Palpatine’s lightsaber just freaking deactivated as soon as Windu kicked it out the window

Wowwww... the prosthetics on Palpatine look.. bad....

UNLIMITED.... POOWEEERRRRR!!!

I just realized that Anakin kind of walks over to Palpatine on his knees before he pledges himself to Palpatine

Why Darth “Vader” though?  Is there any special reasoning for that?

AN:  Holy crap, there’s an hour left and Anakin has just turned to the Dark Side...

Pfftttt....

THESE SHOTS THOUGH

Man, I need to download more tracks from this soundtrack...

You can tell that that’s green screen behind Cody

*in best Palpatine impression*  Execute Order 66!

Nooooooooooooo, Boga!

Aaaaand everyone dies and it sucks now!

Ughh, Aayla Secura...

NOOOOOOOOOO PLO KOONN!

What planet is that?

Here’s my question:  in Rebels, how the heck did Thrawn get Gree’s helmet?  Was there an imperial campaign out on Kashyyyk and he found it somewhere?

That small matte painting shot of the Jedi Temple burning is actually really pretty now that I see it again

Yooooo can we talk about this padawan though?

Kashyyyk has twin moons...

So what happens to Chewie after this and before the Han Solo movie?

Heeeyyyyyyy I know that kind of ship!

“Have faith, my love [Padme]...”  Uhhhh... Padme should have picked up on how... off that line was

How has NO ONE in the Senate (besides Organa and probably Mon Mothma) picked up on Padme’s pregnancy?

*imitates Palpatine*  Mustafaaarrrrr....

“Could be a trap.”  It’s Star Wars.  There’s always a trap.

What’s that planet right next to Mustafar?

Random xylophone scales!

Yoda is taking no prisoners!

Where are the lightsaber/balster holes in the younglings?  Yoda said that they were probably killed by lightsaber so where are the marks on their bodies?

Yellow eyes...

“So this is how liberty dies:  with thunderous applause.”  Best.  line.  Ever.  Someone send flowers and chocolates to Natalie Portman.

“I've recalibrated the code, warning all surviving Jedi to stay away.”  Aaaagghh and we see it in Rebels and in the Last Padawan comic!

Don’t mind me casually dying

I just noticed that gradually throughout this movie, you can see Obi-Wan get grey hairs in his sideburns

*Obi-Wan sneaks onto Padme’s ship to Mustafar*  Where did he come from?!?

“You [Darth Vader] have restored peace and balance to the galaxy.”  *in best Anakin voice*  OK... now what?

“And together, you [Padme] and I [Anakin] can rule the galaxy! We can make things the way we want them to be!”  Wow, “The Last Jedi” is just smackin’ me in the face right now

Anakin... you’re breaking my heart!

That is just extremely bad timing on Obi-Wan’s part

YOU HAVE DONE THAT YOURSELF!

Your new Empire?!?

DEMOCRACY!

“Only a Sith deals in absolutes.”  A what?

That’s a pretty nasty lisp you have there.  Might wanna do something about that.

You know how this Yoda vs. Palpatine fight could be more amazing?  Just add helium

Honestly, for the BIG DEAL fight between Anakin and Obi-Wan, it just goes on for a little bit too long.

Plus when it’s intercut with the Yoda vs. Palpatine, the latter is way more entertaining (hello, two most powerful peope going head to head with actual Force lightning being involved?)

Are they [Anakin and Obi-Wan] just kicking each other with the Force now?  Wow...

NOT EVEN HITTING EACH OTHER!

Seriously, they’re just banging their lightsabers together and calling that a fight.  C’mon... actually try to hit the opponent!

Duel of the Fates!

*Palpatine throws the Senate chairs at Yoda with the Force* So I threw the Senate at him!

Honestly, you could cut out this whole balance thing on the sinking balcony and mining buildings/walkways

Commander Fox?

ExPLOsions...

Noooo... cut this out...

“Into exile, I [Yoda] must go.  Failed, I have.”  And yet people complain about Luke doing the exact same thing in the sequel trilogy

You’re not even trying to hit each other!

FROM MY POINT OF VIEW, THE JEDI ARE EVIL!

IT’S OVER, ANAKIN!  I HAVE THE HIGH GROUND!

YOU WERE THE CHOSEN ONE!

“You were my brother, Anakin.  I loved you.”  Uuuggghhhh....

I actually read somewhere that Ewan McGregor actually asked George Lucas to change the line to past tense instead of the original present tense.  Which is sad, so thanks Ewan.

Can’t you just put out the fire with the Force?

How did 3PO and R2 get an unconscious Padme on board?

Where is this?

*Palpatine’s shuttle lands in Coruscant*  It was a dark and stormy night...

Y’know, at this point, me comparing Anakin being repaired and transformed into Darth Vader and the creation of Frakenstein’s monster is almost inevitable at this point...

Stupid question, but what’s the significance of the names “Luke” and “Leia” concerning the themes present in the movies?  Or is that up to people like me who enjoy the meta to find that out?

He [Darth Vader] just killed that medical droid next to him...

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Do not want....

“...[Qui Gon] learned the path to immortality...” In the TV show!

I like how the last line in this freaking movie is “Oh no!” and it’s from 3PO...

Triceratops rams!

The design for Padme’s funeral garb is actually Iain McCaig’s favorite concept art

How did they develop TIE fighters so quickly?

Oh my God, the dude they got to play Tarkin... oh God...

Definitely not Peter Cushing

*gasp*  Leia’s theme!

Random eopie noise!

Oh my God, “Binary Suns”...

Obi-Wan’s like “Great, now I gotta help a pair of random, separate Force-sensitive teenagers and their astromechs in the near future...”

Wait, they put Ewan McGregor in top billing?

“With Samuel L. Jackson as Mace Windu”  Thamuel El Jackthson!

Holy crap, I forgot Joel Edgerton plays young Uncle Owen