#jaster: boy the fuck did you just say

[the-starry-seas]

i'd pay real money for an au where jaster mereel gets resurrected just before the clone wars start and jango has to explain himself to his dad

[michi-beans]

I am taking your star wars and making it happy because it's too sad.

☆ brain thoughts:

》 Din was taken in and trained by Jango & Jaster instead of the Children of the Watch

》 everyone is ALIVE everyone is HAPPY and the only bad joojoo that happens is typical war stuff minus the empire, fuck you palpatine ya ain't hurting my babies

》 because this is my au and it's my rules, I say the Jedi Order have some sort of rule that only Jedi Masters can have "attachments" which Obi-Wan said fuck yeah and married the heck outta Jango. Later on with the usual Council being shit to Anakin and refusing to make him a Master, I say he ends up leaving the order and lives a life with Padme and his now mixed Mandalorian family because that boy has been through shit.

》 my favorite trope for Jangobi getting together is either of them having to return their kid back to the other because they're troublemaker gremlins and they bond over their babies, stop a war, save their clone army kids from evil old man chip and then boom they perform riduurok.

》 this is basically my excuse to draw baby Din and baby Boba together and growing up and being trained plus Boba pinning over his cute friend. They earn their armor and run off to be bounty hunters together

》 Korda Six still happened but Jaster survived because I say so and instead of trying to reclaim the title of Mand'alor he goes fuck this shit, come here son we're living the life of beroya and off they go

And that's pretty much it, my brain has been scream at me to continue this doodle I did a while ago so here it is. I have no idea what I'm doing with this my brain just wants me to draw some bobadin and jangobi doodles.

Also have a bonus baby Fennec :)

[chaosk1ng]

Isaac Clarke somehow ended up with the Mandalorians again. I swear I didn't mean for this to happen again.

Fuck, I'm back at it again.

Another Star Wars x Dead Space crossover, this time it’s the original thought process! (I lied, it's the original era I had in mind but not the same thought process.)

So Isaac once again manages to get stuck in a galaxy far far away, only this time it's the prequel era, I’m thinking of the Clone Wars era.

If he’s in Mandalore then he could be mistaken for a new type of Mandalorian or knock off version that neither Death Watch or the New Mandalorians want. The True Mandalorians probably would have mixed feelings, he could be an asset but he’s an unknown party that doesn’t even seem to want to be involved and knows nothing about them despite looking like the Wish version of them. Maybe he accidentally gets involved with their plot, honestly I can’t see him helping Death Watch, the only way they could get him to help would be tricking him but not only do I think they wouldn’t want to be associated with Isaac but also because I think Isaac wouldn’t get tricked that easily by them. Then again, he did go to the Ishimura for his dead girlfriend who he thought was alive, but that was because of the Marker’s influence so that’s a pass. He probably would help the True Mandalorians since the New Mandalorians don’t like armor or violence which would suck for Isaac who just committed a massacre. The mental images of a blood stained Isaac appearing in a crowd of New Mandalorians is hilarious.

If he does get involved with all the Mandalorians jazz that goes on then he can do the other stuff after. Now I wanna expand on Isaac and the Mandalorians. Shootdangit. (Yes, I do mean that to be one word, that’s how I say it irl)

So focusing on this now, Isaac could (should) probably be placed before Jaster’s death (romance? No, not again. Stop giving me potential old men yaoi material. It’s not my fault they wear helmets). Man accidentally stops Jaster’s death if he ended up before it happens, but also consider this, if it’s after then Jango is parentless, Isaac is parentless, Isaac can become a bad influence on this kid. I’m not saying Jango should get adopted by Isaac cause they both now have problems they need to deal with at the moment to even think about that type of thing, but Jango picking up Isaac’s habits is funny to think of. Jango just curb stops everything, and learns curses from Isaac which would be headturners in this universe since they don’t exist, but please let someone say fuck. Jaster doesn’t need to die to have Isaac influencing Jango, I think he could get along with Isaac and understand where he’s coming from and why he’s confused and likely panicked. I was gonna say that maybe Isaac could try and fight Death Watch before Jango’s parents die but I don’t want to deal with the effect that would happen so Jango, it’s easier with Jaster since you still keep the connections and all that but also see how much the years have worn on them. Isaac needs someone to help him learn, if it’s between the three factions then the True Mandalorians.

HOLY SHIT I JUST REMEMBERED ARLA

I was writing a part later in this rant and remembered her and had an idea, Isaac saves Arla before meeting Jaster and Jango and basically adopts her, that or gives her to Jaster. I don’t care if Jaster isn’t their dad in either of the canons, he can be if I will it! I have the power over the canon of MY fic/rant, fuck you Star Wars writers! (jk, I love star wars, just not the crap in this Disney era, some was good tho.) Anyway, if Arla just kinda forces Isaac to adopt her or if something that happens subconsciously then both her and Jango can compete against each other about who has the better dad. Isaac is somehow getting by and Jaster has already been raising this boy for years up until now, you would think that Jaster would win but Isaac has some things on Jaster, like his weapons and modules and literally everything he possesses because I am very willing to bring up the crap his RIG can do. He can store information of different kinds, has a navigation system that has both a map and guide to show him where he needs to go and can store things of all kinds in it, he can survive in space with it and knows how long he can last AND not only walk on any surface while in the vacuum of space but also move however he wants. You can argue the Mandalorians can use their Jetpacks to do the same but my man’s abilities have not been hindered, he weapons all still work the same and so do his modules, the only thing holding him back is the fact he has limited air at a time and has only fought the Necromorphs. This is ignoring the other features the RIG has. Fuck you, he can hold his own decently by my standards which admittedly are not that high. Anyway, the sibling rivalry is real, one of them has a dad who was and is seen by them as the Mand’alor and this deeply traumatized man who only a few days ago just wanted to save his (dead) girlfriend.

Anyway, if he meets a different faction, he could meet the Children of the Watch. In my last rant of ideas with him in the Mandalorian, I had him co-parenting Grogu with Din, in this one Isaac can become a parent again but instead of Grogu it’s Din this time. He could either appear with the Children of the Watch a little before they rescue him or he could appear as they arrive to help. Either way, we can get Din getting raised by Isaac and him reluctantly becoming a parent, once again he could teach him curse words, have people say fuck in Star Wars, it’s fucking funny. I can’t see Isaac becoming a Mandalorian but I can see him having either good or neutral relations with them, some would like him and maybe befriend him for his winning personality but others may just like him for jobs they need done. Anyway, he could have connections to the Mandalorians and somewhat raise Din in that lifestyle, maybe just have it influence him so if he really wants to he could become one in the future. I could see him wanting to because they’re the closest thing to Isaac in the fact that they wear armor all the time and are warriors, he doesn’t need to know Isaac is just running on adrenaline while on fight or flight mode. Imagine his surprise when he finds out Isaac doesn’t actually know what makes a Mandalorian and the fact he’s just an Engineer and his one of a kind weapons are just tools he found, Din doesn’t need to find out about the Necromorphs until he’s older, hell maybe not at all. Point is that he could just have an accidental baby acquisition fic with him fumbling and eventually going into hiding as the Empire forms. Maybe we see his reaction to the Great Purge, maybe he helped a few of the few he was close to, maybe he finds out after it happened by a Mandalorian friend he had that he comforts, maybe he helped a few clans escape, maybe he was there and saw so many die, maybe he was hiding as he saw the terror unfold, either way he would be devastated at the amount of people he knew and their sudden deaths. He could help keep contact between clans since he isn’t Mandalorian and doesn’t look like one, either way he would be an asset to them after the Purge.

Another thing I want to briefly mention here is him meeting Revan, not long but just a little thought. If he went to the Old Republic and met Revan then he would be so confused if he stuck with him or had any form of contact with him. I love Revan and all but for someone like Isaac who has no idea what a Mandalorian, Jedi and Sith are he would be confused as hell to meet him, my man Revan has been all three. I just want to see how confused Isaac can get with Revan.

Anyway, Old Men Yaoi time™! I think I just like shipping masked men with masked men but still. Just like the last rant with the Mandalorian, this is just an excuse to have the two co-parent Jango and Arla. Maybe Arla does become Isaac’s kid and her and Jango think that since they’re both siblings and they both have their own dad that it only makes sense if they finalize it by getting them together. Basically they Parent Trap Jaster and Isaac, maybe the other True Mandalorians help or start a betting pool, some could try and sabotage it so they win said betting pool. Isaac could ask some of the parents of the group about tips in raising a child to which some could point him to Jaster if they’re trying to help get them together since he’s raising her brother, or if they’re trying to stall then they either will give him advice or warn him not to ask Jaster since he might become a father for Arla instead of him. I don’t think Isaac sees this as a problem because he knows they both have shit they have to deal with and he’s sure that he can’t be a proper father figure for her and does go to Jaster regardless who could give him good insight. Jaster could already have a thing for Isaac for saving Arla, his son’s sister who they thought was dead, and saving his life either before or after meeting the True Mandalorians, Isaac could’ve barely found them in time to save Jaster, maybe give him some medpacks so he doesn’t die. This could lead to him admiring or respecting Isaac to keep it platonic or have it also cause him to develop a crush on him and eventually develop as they talk more and get closer, add in the fact he’s raising the sister of your son and it’s already a done deal for Jaster, he will be too far gone while Isaac is hesitant as hell. I would like to say it’s one of those ‘Blank fell first but Blank fell faster’ but if they fell for eachother then it’s ‘Jaster fell fast and hard while Isaac is slowly walking down a slope at a snail’s pace.’ or alternatively, ‘Jaster fell fast and hard while Isaac is slowly climbing down like he has acrophobia.’

Anyway, this derailed again, it was originally gonna just be Isaac fumbling his way through the Clone Wars and somehow helping resolve it, y’know like other crossovers that are just fix-its and have goofy interactions with the characters but it once again ended up with Isaac getting caught up with the Mandalorians. You can see how my views changed as I went on. I need to stop, get me out the kitchen, this ain’t what I meant to cook.

[eagle-shadow]

New Mando ep

WHO THE FUCK AM I FIGHTING THEY TOOK MY HUSBAND ༼⁠;⁠´⁠༎ຶ⁠ ⁠۝ ⁠༎ຶ⁠༽༼⁠;⁠´⁠༎ຶ⁠ ⁠۝ ⁠༎ຶ⁠༽

PAZ WENT DOWN LIKE A BADASS TRUE MANDALORIAN HE WAS NOT GONNA LEAVE HIS VOD'IKA BEHIND

The FIGHT WAS EPIC

The Mandos in there ship amazing I need fics of them also where the Mytho at like come get ur son Din...and eat some imps

Name dropping my boy Thrawn, amazing love him can't wait to have him beat the shit out of Mof Gideon for his rip off Armor n Thrawn busy with his bf (best friend/boyfriend. Take your pick) and their adopted son Ezra

That opening scene with the Mythosaur on the bottom of the cruiser was nice just beautiful

Why everyone saying the Armour is the traitor 😭💔 Did I miss something like the sub text....I just thought that Gideon was copying Maul, and his troopers where like Gaxson's group from Rebels since Rebel established that Gaxson's group joined the Empire then Gideon kept that group of Mandos, because they were on the winning side so why change ya know Also what's this about everyone asking other Mandos if they're death watch like just give me A Mando who's like No I am a True Mandalorian who served under Jaster Mereel like bring in the Mandalorian Super Commandos like idk maybe Thrawn has manipulated the surviving True Mandalorians low key tease the Yuuzhan Vong by saying there is a bigger threat....but I doubt it

Maybe Boba shows up with a squadron of Mandalorian protectors who serve under him...they claim he is rebuilding the True Mandalorians and there are old clans who support this

Boba:No I hired them I am a crime lord and need more heavy muscle

True Mando's: we will follow you Alor

Boba: Din bestie help!

Bo:uh he's been kidnapped

Boba:the fuck let's go! Where y'all at I be there l!

Bo: Mandalor

Boba: for fucks sake god-damned planet

True Mandos: (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠) take back Mandalor!

Yeah...just my thoughts 🧐

[bylightofdawn]

Whaaaaaat me managing to slip in some Kal Skirata low-key misogyny for old-time's sake into my fanfic?

Look, Traviss wrote that man into the fucking ground and has kinda ruined the character for life with the last Rep Comm book. Some hot and medium-spicy takes below.

I MAY end up cutting this, I'm kinda on the fence. Jaster makes a comment to the gathered boys about how you can sell everything up to and including your body but if you sell out your honor, you can't ever get it back. (This is in regards to his past experience with Tor Vizsa for context)

And I had Skirata make a flippant comment on how he thought it interesting Jaster would put that above selling your body and Jaster kinda calls him out saying he's not going to judge someone for selling their bodies so long as it's their choice and they have a say in the matter. And then points out they sell themselves just like sex workers do they simply sell their martial skills but they're no better than sex workers and he has no right to feel like he's superior somehow because of it.

Which I kinda want to keep because I think it kinda demonstrates Jaster's kinda pretty clear-eyed view on what they do and how he's remarked multiple times in canon about how they are selling their skills for money and don't look down on them because they do that. They comport themselves with honor and have a code of ethics but they are still mercenaries. (Also this is me projecting but I like the idea of Jaster being pro-sex worker and respecting the hustle) Maybe I am soapboxing a little bit here.

So yeah, I'm kinda waffling on this. I also have a low-key hate boner for Kal Skirata because of his pretty overt misogyny throughout the Rep Comm books. Like to the point in the last book I wanted to take a fucking shower and claw my skin off.

Which again I ask myself why am I including two characters I dislike in my fic? FUCK IF I KNOW. Maybe I'm trying to work out some of my personal issues with the characters in my own way.

Maybe I'm hoping if Jaster doesn't die, Jango doesn't lead them to disaster on Galidraan and proceed to go off the deep end, they won't turn out as bad as they did in the Rep Comm books.

 ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Hmmm gonna add some spicy trigger warnings to this post just to be safe.

Also welcome the shit 1:00 El thinks about I guess. Anything I post after midnight is prolly going to be some level of fucked or unhinged in someway.

I’m like a fucking mogwai who got fed after midnight. And if you don’t get that reference you’re prolly too young to be around the parts. Go ask your parents or google that shit. 🙃

[padawansuggest]

Jim: *sitting on the ground with Obi-Wan halfway in his lap trying to help Qui-Gon get a panicked child to unlatch*

Spock: *sends questions of nerve pinches through his bond with Jim*

Qui-Gon: Wtf is a vulcan nerve pinch?

Jim: 😦

Spock: 😳

Bones: …did you just read their minds?

Qui-Gon: I can’t help it you guys keep pushing your shields near mine and it’s giving me bleed off! My child is overstimulated maybe consider clamping those shields for a minute till he can unlatch?

Bones: …LMAO

Obi-Wan: *nervous noises around Jim’s arm while the Captain gently coos and pets his hair to calm him down*

Jim: It’s okay. We got you and your teacher away from those pirates, you’re safe here.

Obi-Wan: *purring*

Jim: …well now I /really/ want him unlatched. That just feels wrong.

Qui-Gon: *deep sigh, reaches out to put a hand on Obi-Wan’s head, pushes a sleep suggestion on him*

Obi-Wan: *goes limp and is able to be manipulated into unlatching by pressing on his jaw hinges*

Jim: Amazing. Like a Chinese finger trap. But way worse.

Bones: owo how did you knock him out? Can I learn that?

Qui-Gon: I just?? Sleep suggested him?

Trek crew: *so confused*

Qui-Gon: *pulls his kid into his arms, letting him hide his face in his neck for naptime* He’s completely fine. He’s just a stressy boy. I’m trying to work on that with him. Thanks for that save, those were slaver pirates so feel free to board and kill the crew, idk if they got anyone else on there.

And then he has to deal with them telling him they don’t know what galaxy this is and none of their maps match and Qui-Gon just sighs super hard and says the Jedi will help them for the low low price of getting them back to the temple. Then they end up boarding the pirate ship and pulling out Jaster Mereel, Jango Fett, and Myles and Silas, all of whom were ‘gotten rid of’ by Montrose, so. That’s fun.

By the end of the day, Jango has stolen Obi-Wan (he’s decided that is his baby/brother that’s HIS BABY), Chekov (little brother shaped as well) and Joanna and is conducting story time to teach them about being a Mandalorian. Jaster has to consistently remind him he can’t steal them. Jango will deal with this how he wants, Buir, he is a man now and will battle adopt whomever the fuck he wants. Jaster just sighs and apologizes to Jim and Bones again. Bones is taking pictures of Joanna sitting in Chekov’s lap during story time it’s the cutest shit he’s ever seen in his life. The Kenobi kid just fell asleep chewing on Jango’s leather arm guards that go under his vambraces and Qui-Gon is experiencing heartburn.

They pick up Dooku less than 10 hours later and now it’s truly chaos. Spock mentions it’s sorta like when Grandpa and Dad and him were all in the same room together and that’s even funnier.

OH SHIT THEY TAUGHT CHEKOV TO FLOAT THINGS SULU IS FUCKING SCRAMBLING TO BABY PROOF EVERYTHING IN SIGHT-

I really wanna write another (I say another cause I have like a MAJOR one planned and it’s really cool and Obi-Wan ends up adopting a Vulcan child after taking her as Padawan and she calls him dad instead of master okay it’s fing cute) Star Trek/Wars crossover (I also do Wars/Gate crossovers lmao) but I want this one to be where 12 year old Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon end up aboard the Enterprise who is def in the wrong place rn and doesn’t know what to do about it (they’ll get where they need to be eventually lmao) and all I got planned for this one so far is that he def gets his lil fangies clamped around Jim’s arm. This isn’t me throwing shade at Jim, but him and Spock are the most likely to startle the feral baby and get bit but with Spock it’s more like getting your dick bit and Imma avoid that one, and Qui-Gon has to calm Obi-Wan down and pet his hair and his nose to get him to settle down (he’s overstimulated 😔) and Jim is wondering why the baby is purring while still biting and looking worried and when they get him to finally unclamp Bones is laughing so hard he needs to take a moment before he can clean and bandage the four perfect puncture wounds left by baby fangs and Obi-Wan is trying to climb into Jim’s arms in apology and Jim is all ‘are all… hims… like this? What is he? Why fangs?’ And yes that leads to Jim eventually prying his little mouth open while asking purring Obi-Wan why his fangies are so sharp and what he uses them for (he uses them to bite Quinlan mostly) and why he’s so little (the commissary food is nasty and he’s picky) and why he’s purring so hard (feel gud) and Spock is already all ‘captain we cannot adopt the feral baby’ ‘yes we damn well can he’s imprinted on me I’ll be mentally changed by this forever’ ‘his parent seems unwilling to part with him’ ‘he said he’s not a parent he’s a teacher! Free orphan to a good home!’ ‘James. James no.’

Anyways. Then Mandalorians show up y’all know me yes they show up and now it’s a party.

[direwolfrules]

3 Mandos and a Baby AU: The Republic

For the first part of this AU things go according to canon for the wider Republic. Listen, they are four time traveling dumbasses who can barely manage to fix one sector, they’re not even going to attempt to touch that dumpster fire. When the Clone Wars break out they’re more than okay with hunkering down and trying to fortify Mandalore. Honestly, the survivors of the Siege of Mandalore could do with never seeing another plastoid covered clone in their lives.

Unfortunately for them Korkie’s a bleeding heart with a passionate hatred for slavery. He was partially raised by the force ghosts of Jaster Mereel and Myles the Mandalorian, two people who spent half their time screaming about the bastard slaver cowards who really killed Jango, long before Mace Windu’s lightsaber ever entered the picture, and 99, who tells Korkie such terrible stories about Kamino that he gets nightmares.

Korkie fucks off to Coruscant to deliver an address to the Senate. Everyone’s all tense because last they heard from the Mandalore system was there was a coup. Quite a few people are worried about whatever this barbaric, savage warlord is going to say. And what has he done to poor Duchess Satine?! (He gave her a “sorry for overthrowing your government” card, that’s what he did)

Korkie rolls up to the Senate dome in full armor, calls them all slaving monsters, and then pledges Mandalore to fight with Republic on the condition that they get at least partial control of Kamino’s security. They’re not going to be fighting for the Republic, Korkie says, they’re gonna be fighting for all the Mandalorian citizens they’ve enslaved for this war. (Clone freedom underground go brrrrr)

The Senate’s going crazy. One guy, maybe the Senator from Nemodia, questions what he’s done with good Duchess Satine and why should they entrust the source of their army to an illegitimate ruler? Korkie responds with “Honestly, do you all think I killed my aunt?” and sets the record straight but like, everyone comes away feeling nervous and with the impression that the Kryze family needs serious therapy.

Obi-Wan lets out the world’s tiniest sigh of relief upon hearing the news that Satine was okay. And also kinda surprised that she has a nephew because last he checked her and Bo-Katan didn’t have any siblings? Eh, she probably just adopted a more distant clan member or something.

Anakin’s not sure how to feel about the new Mand’alor. Like, the guy said he’d fight with them, and he made it really clear he hates slavery. Two massive pluses in his book. But he had rubbed the Chancellor the wrong way. Anakin’s knows this because Palpatine stopped Padme to chat about how much of a power grab Mandalore was making with these demands and how much of threat this was and stuff. And Anakin trusts the Chancellor. Plus, Obi-Wan’s been super freaked out since news of the coup hit the holo. Anakin is supposed to be the biggest source of stress in Obi-Wan’s life!

The Senate quickly comes to anticipate Korkie’s visits with a healthy combination of fear and awe. It seems like every time he shows up another dozen or so Senators are arrested for corruption related reasons. One time he just pops in to read off Orn Fre Taa’s crimes for over three hours. Each individual offense is read out, and when he gets to the slaving he reads out every name. Every goddamn name.

Bo can’t help but be proud and also a little sad, When he’s up there giving his passionate speeches about tyranny she’s reminded of another Korkie, one who may have lived had he not kept running back into the fires that night.

Anyway, Korkie’s always wearing armor and the helmet mic + they fact that this boy is tall makes him seem older than he is. The first time anyone outside of Mandalore sees him without his helmet he’s on the Coronet, escorting his Aunt Satine to go speak on his behalf on the issue of clone rights. The cast of who’s on the ship changes only slightly, Padme joins in place of Orn Fre Taa and Mandalore’s new senator is Vel Batin, who’s honestly just so cool and may or may not have adopted like seven vode.

Korkie takes off his helmet for dinner and everyone just kinda chokes cause that is a child. Well, except Obi-Wan. He chokes cause that is teenage him sitting across the way. Well, except the ears, but seriously what the hell? Anakin pulls a pro-gamer move and says something like “Huh, I didn’t know Mandalore had child politicians too. How old are you?”

And Korkie being a cheeky little shit answers 17 while putting on his best Kenobi smile, and then immediately goes back to texting Fenn about the new ad Bo totally isn’t adopting. Obi-Wan proceeds to have a mental breakdown over the salad, Satine is just left sitting there awkwardly, and Anakin and Padme are left sipping martinis while everyone else is confused what just happened and still reeling from the revelation that the Mand’alor is a teenage boy. Orn Fre Taa was thrown in prison by a teenage boy. The senate was read for filth by a teenage boy. Suddenly a lot of things make a lot more sense.

The GAR love Korkie. Like, when he shows up to the Senate every brother who’s able tunes in to watch his speeches. The Coruscant Guard have named him their official vod’ika. The 212th contest this on the grounds that he is their general’s biological son. The 501st just likes that he sent the Children of the Watch to the Kamino system just in time to save those stationed at Rishi base.

Palpatine’s attempts to discredit the kid or paint him as a savage monster Mando of old keep getting derailed by the fact Korkie’s just a genuinely nice kid with an excellent PR team (our favorite nameless theater kid found his calling). A holo recording of him giving Satine the “sorry I overthrew your government” card goes viral, people love that sheepish smile he has on. A whole news segment is dedicated to times he’s saved children/clones/government officials. Not to mention the cadre of animals that always follow him around.

[syn0vial]

Hello Wise One! I was actually hoping if you can give me some solid personality pointers on Jango, rather than Boba, Fett?

sure thing! full disclosure that my knowledge of jango is not as extensive as my knowledge of boba, but i’ll do my best with what i have! here are some personality traits of jango’s i’ve observed:

paranoid/protective: this is a big one if you ask me. jango endured a life of betrayal and loss before he became a bounty hunter and it shows. besides boba, he doesn’t trust anyone fully, not even those closest to him and is always ready to cut ties at the drop of a hat—lethally, if necessary. his mistrust of the rest of the galaxy is so potent that when he takes boba on missions to populated areas, he instructs him to hide even from normal foot traffic and becomes anxious when he learns that others may have spotted him. it becomes pretty evident that part of the reason boba was so isolated growing up was that jango didn’t trust the vast majority of the galaxy enough to let them near the kid. and when other bounty hunters find out about him? ho boy. jango actually convinces them that he killed boba using a cloned child’s body, bc he’d rather be known as the worst kind of monster rather than make boba a target. there’s also the fact that, after their apartment on kamino gets found out by obi-wan, jango is packed and ready to leave in minutes. not only is he ready to bug out at the first sign of danger, but he’s well-prepared to do so at a moment’s notice.

a loving father: another big one. for those who look at a man as battle-hardened and stoic as jango fett and wonder whether boba got enough affection as a kid, worry not: in the vast majority of depictions, jango is a very loving father, especially when he’s out of the prying eyes of clients and colleagues. he hugs boba, tells him he loves him, joins him in playing with toy starfighters, and tries to make time for him as much as he can. he even does his dadly duty of going fishing with his son (though he and boba practice spearfishing rather than using a rod and tackle). there’s also a wistful little scene where, trying to help boba feel better after zam’s death, he takes him to kamino’s main spaceport and lets him infodump about all the ships he sees there :,) so overall, he has a lot of good qualities as a dad

controlling: and the other side of the coin! while jango is a genuinely loving father, he’s not at all the type to encourage his son’s independent development. self-sufficiency? sure. interests in anything other than the path jango has laid out for him? not really. he actively discourages boba from learning about “unimportant” topics from books, an apparently very broad category given it includes things such as schools, moms, and other children. he drills into boba’s head that he’s going to be a bounty hunter and that he needs to abide by a code with such healthy guidelines like, “don’t have friends or attachments” and “trust no one but use everyone.” boba, of course, goes with it bc he loves his father and wants to live up to his expectations, but he never really gets a choice in the matter. honestly, i think this side of jango is best summed up by him leaving a post-humous note for boba that says, among other things, “i am more than a parent to you.” it kind of goes along with how, after jango’s death, boba continued to think of his father not just with love and grief, but also an almost religious dread of failing his expectations. jango undoubtedly loved his son but he also seems to have defined a very narrow path for him to walk, without room for deviation.

possesses an actual charisma score: okay, now for a more fun one: jango has a charisma score and he apparently makes a habit of using it, to the point where his old friend rozatta pokes fun at him for it (he compliments her and she’s like “oh, you’re flattering me? must mean you want something!”) he also pulls the same thing on zam, calling her charming to get her to agree to help him break into a target’s stronghold. so yeah, jango fett turning up the charm to get people to help him/give him info? 100% canon, baby

very fun friendship with zam wesell: look, this isn’t a personality trait, but it’s important to me. these two are just so fucking funny together. like, on the surface, it’s just a fun dynamic of zam making flirty banter and jokes while jango pretends to be annoyed and drag her, much to her delight. but then on a professional level, you have these two ammoral assholes bouncing wildly between being one another’s Sexy Rival and being one another’s Unhinged Partner but whoops, jango went and had a kid, so now they’re Unhinged But Mostly Responsible Co-Parents. one of my favorite scenes is when, in an attempt to intimidate a prisoner into talking, zam impersonates a politician and lets jango pretend to “kill” her in front of him. for some reason, even after they’re done, jango continues to bridal carry zam’s “body” into the cockpit of slave I, at which point, she perks up, bats her eyelashes at him, and goes, “you’d never really kill me would you, jango?” jango quite honestly replies, “only if i had to.” there’s a beat and then zam’s like, “....you’re so sweet! 😘” honestly, they’re so stupid, i love them

ascetic: much like his son, jango doesn’t seem to have much interest in luxury or “the finer things.” despite having enough money to live very comfortably, his apartment on kamino is described as “spartan” in design and furnishing. this may have something to do with the first bullet point, given that a simple life is easier to pack up and take with you at a moment’s notice, but i do think there’s some amount of preference in this lifestyle, given it’s what both fetts seem most comfortable with in all circumstances.

traumatized: i mean, he’s a fett, ain’t he? particularly, just like boba after him, jango is traumatized by the loss of his family, especially his own father figure, jaster mereel. much like boba, jango seems haunted by the need to live up to jaster’s name and legacy. for background, jaster was betrayed and killed in an ambush by the leader of deathwatch, after which he passed on the title of mand’alor to jango. however, some time after this, the true mandalorians led by jango were wiped out by a combination of death watch and the jedi, with jango himself being stripped of his armor and sold as a slave. after this point, jango does not seem to see himself as worthy of jaster’s legacy and thus attempts to pass it on to his son, resulting in the high and narrow expectations he sets for boba as mentioned in bullet point #3. boba himself concludes as much as an adult. on top of the trauma of losing his family, jango also seems to have been traumatized by his time as a slave. most notably, when he’s being tortured after being captured by target komari vosa, he at first remains fairly stoic, even as she starts to mutilate his face. it isn’t until she mentions enslaving him that he seems to panic, struggling desperately to get away. vosa even laughs and says that she must have touched a nerve with her comment. basically: fetts be traumatized :(

soft spot for (some) kids: another thing that’s interesting about jango is that he... usually attempts to do right when kids are involved. i say “usually” bc fat lot of good it did all the cloned children he had a hand in creating >:( but, for example, after killing a runaway clonetrooper as part of a bounty, he finds out that the clone had a son. unwilling to let the child live in poverty due to his own actions, he has regular payments sent to the boy’s mother to help support him. in another instance, jango and zam help deliver an artifact to a client who intends to use it to carry out a terrorist attack on coruscant against millions of civilians. when zam finds out about the client’s intentions, she’s horrified and goes to jango demanding they steal the artifact back. jango completely brushes her off at first, telling her it’s not his problem and that he needs to spend more time with his son. zam coldly asks him how many “sons” he thinks live on coruscant. needless to say, her argument convinces him to join her in stopping the terrorist plot :,)

aaand that’s all i got at the moment! i hope it helps to characterize jango a little bit more!

[fandom-blackhole]

My beloved darling my brain is on overheat, let's get this bread!

Armorer = Andromeda yess, did I tell you that I love your galaxy brain?,

This name can also explains Paz' fixation on the astronomical stuff,

Omg, he'd not only tatoo his babygirl's name but outline of Andromeda galaxy to go with it,

Grogu saying bad words omg,

Next time you and Boba are babysitting him, you are supervising them 25/8,

You let Boba teach Grogu how to swim, since you have a nice huge pool and it does seem harmless right?,

Next second you glance at them, Boba is doing some kind of water wwe with the kiddo, throwing him into the water lol,

LET ME KISS YOUR BRILLIANT MIND,

Also that meme that you've posted earlier of our connected minds is a real manifestation,

Listen, I thought about Rex and Cody too!,

But.. Jaster and Jango omg, honoring great grandpa and grandpa 😍,

Well since you and Boba have a big house, there is no problem with having more than two children,

Omg imagine the future vision of Grogu, Jango, Jaster, Rex and Cody being protective over Andromeda also sibling goals!,

Shit we need names for little Djarins tho,

I believe in you since you came with these brilliant ideas for Paz and Boba's children,

Boba playing guitar and singing for you,

He is secretly a big old fashioned romantic,

Also your jewelry collection must be worth more than entire national reserve lmfao,

Since Boba likes cowboys, space or not, he bought you a pony yeehaaw,

And you've had enough practice with riding, right? 😉,

Paz is really crafty, obviously,

He makes you flowercrowns using flowers from his little garden 🥺,

Boba saw your tumblr and decided to sign up too,

He immediately got attacked in the dms by those obnoxious, p0rn bots,

''Princess, why are random people asking me if I am looking for a sugar daddy? What is this bulshittery'',

You tell him to ignore these messages and that there is no point in responding because these are bots,

He doesn't get it, responding to every single one of them with I WILL FIND WHERE YOU LIVE YOU COCKSUCKER,

He actually commands his best hackers to find who is behind all of this shitshow lol,

No one messes with the Fetts, even bots,

Din doing your make up?,

Since he does a lot of drawing and doodling both in class and with Grogu his skills are pretty decent,

He'd even manage to put fallsies on you!,

I feel that Paz could totally slay your looks,

You'd be beaten to the gods, it's like mixing and adding ingredients so he's got you!,

Boba on the other hand is pro at smudging your lipstick and making your face stained by tears mixed up with mascara 😉,

Also Paz knitting???,

Making cute matching socks for him, you and Aurora and Ad'ika??? 😍,

When Din is home alone he vents to Crest about his existential crisis,

She just throws one of Grogu's plushies at him,

Boba asks if he can post pics of Fennec too,

You agree but under one condition,

You will send him pics done by you that he can post lol,

Paz, Boba and Din brotherly bonding st the shooting range,

They set up a little tournament,

But they all are so good,

Boba and Paz obviously have the work experience, but Din?

Auntie Armorer being a bad ass she is, trained Din and Paz in some martial arts and how to use a gun,

Grogu sneaking up on them and shooting straight bullseye lol,

Getting drunk with them?

Paz, due to his larger frame can drink a lot and still feel somewhat sober,

But when he is wasted he becomes even more of a goofball, wrecking chaos wherever you guys were partying at,

Din becomes drunk easly,

And he gets all blushy on his face,

Also he becomes really touchy and handsy with you 😉,

Boba being drunk?

Yeah, I think he can only become pussydrunk 😳😳😳

Okay sorry darling, but I need to calm down, I became too distracted after the last bit - 🐣

Listen there is no calm over here, and don't apologize for all of this beautiful masterpiece....

So names for Din's kids.... for a girl I like the name Farrah or Luna and for a boy what about Jax??

Boba totally tries to go behind your back and teach little Grogu things

You only find out about them because he tries to teach kids at school the same things and Din freaks out

All of the kids are super close and they all are protective of eachother

Especially little Andromeda, because she's just softer and more caring and she is the target when other kids are around

Rex and Cody are pretty much attached at the hip, doing everything together, and you and Boba aren't sure how but Rex was born with blonde hair, and Cody has a birthmark spanning where his scar is in the movies/show

Boba singing and playing the guitar? Be still my beating heart

Boba singing the the babies to sleep!!!!

Boba owning enough horse for all of you to go horse back riding when ever you want to

Boba has a movie theater in his house

BOBA BEING ON TUMBLR AND JUST GETTING PORN BOTS MESSAGING HIM LEFT AND RIGHT

Boba totally messages them all and tells them to fuck off he already has a princess

Listen Din is actually super good at art, and he loves when you let him do your make up

Grogu loves when Din does HIS makeup

Paz also is so good at making your base makeup look fucking flawless and natural and you aren't sure how he does it

And Boba is the KING of giving you that, just fucked look 😉😉

Paz knitting?!?!? 2739203/10 best image ever

He totally makes Andromeda's baby blanket as well as a bigger matching one for you

Din, Paz, and Boba totally get together every couple of months, especially if they haven't seen eachother in a bit

The Armorer definitely made sure her boys could defend themselves because she didn't want to see them hurt

Grogu is a total natural at shooting, but Boba will claim that he taught it to him because of the babysitting incident

GETTING SMASHED WITH THE BOYS!!

Din definitely can't hold his liquor and he talks so much more with no filter when he is drunk

He also will try to shove his hand down your pants, even if you are in public so watch out

You aren't even sure Boba can get drunk, but he does love drinking with you

Or better yet, drinking you 😉😉

Paz is totally a giggly drunk, and he always thinks he comes up with the best ideas but they are always terrible

But he does come up with some pretty good recipes while drunk

God imagine family dinners with all of the kids and Paz cooking 🥺🥺

Paz would be so overjoyed if you got a tattoo that symbolizes him

You both getting the mando vows tattooed in mando'a!!!!

Bob totally fills all the dad role with the kids so well

You find him telling them stories before bed and giving them each kisses on the forehead

(SEND ME THOTS!!!)

[dukeoftheblackstar]

Cue long review because this fic is a must read ♥ Thank you @yellowocaballero ♥♥♥

OH MY GOD. I HAVE NEVER SCREAMED SO MUCH IN MY ENTIRE LIFE BECAUSE DUMB KIDS BEING DUMB KIDS IS GIVING ME SO MUCH LIFE.

“Just don’t get 3321 decommissioned,” 3390 said. “I’d tell them to decommission you.” “Yeah,” 3385 said. “You’d be the one who flunked.” “Sooran ni’jagyc,” Boba said.  “Suck your own dick,” 3385 said.

Boba being a sassy lil bitch with his sassy bitchy vods. Like, yes. That is the Fett way my sons. Be little shits to each other because this is camaraderie ♥

“Are you dying?” “N - no, sir -” “Then you should be in class.

(Context is Boba had pretended to be a clone and comes across a very grouchy Dad who has to train cadets and wait for an update on whether Boba has been found and has no time for absolute foolishness).

THIS. OMG. UGH. JANGO. BABY, DARLING, LOVE OF MY LIFE, MY MOON AND STARS, MY GROUCY SON OF TRAUMA, JASTER'S LITTLE SHIT BOY TEACHER'S PET FAVORITE SON. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. I KNOW THIS TO BE TRUE. 100000/10 WOULD SAY THIS. LIKE. ARE YOU STABBED? NO. OKAY, TRY AGAIN. ARE YOU SHOT? NO, OKAY TRY AGAIN.

OH GOD, I SWEAR. I SAID IT BEFORE, I WILL DIE WITH IT. THE FETTS HAVE NO FUCKING CHILL. BUT LOOK AT HOW COMPOSED AND PERFECT MY HUSBAND IS. LIKE SIR, IF NOT PERFECT, Y DIE?

Sometimes, when Dad had been gone on a mission for a really long time, Boba stood in front of the mirror and stared at himself. All three little unique things about Boba. Scar, tooth, callous. And he would mouth the name ‘Jango Fett’ really quietly, just to himself. As if all the little things that made him Boba could be magically transformed into ‘Jango Fett’, and he could be perfect. He could earn Jango Fett, if he just tried hard enough. One day, when he looked in the mirror, he’d see Jango Fett staring back at him.

JUST END ME PLEASE. I WOULD VERY MUCH LIKE TO DIE RN BECAUSE OF HOW PRECIOUS THIS IS AND I BET YOU MY HEART AND SOUL, HE STILL DID THIS POST-DEATH. LIKE ANYTHING THAT WOULD SHOW HIM HIS UNMASKED REFLECTION IS A TRIBUTE TO HIS FATHER. LIKE SON, YOU ARE PERFECT, YOU DON'T NEED TO BE LIKE JANGO (Well, technically he is you in all forms, but you know what I mean, my sweet baby girl). YOU ARE PERFECT BOBA AND I APPRECIATE THIS SO MUCH BECAUSE NOBODY TALKS ABOUT HOW MUCH BOBA LOOKS UP TO JANGO.

LIKE, BESTIE LISTEN. THIS MAN WOULD NOT HESITATE TO KILL HIMSELF IF JANGO ASKED HIM. IF BOBA FELT THE NEED IT WAS NECESSAY AND THERE WAS NO OTHER WAY. HE WOULD NOT HESITATE TO OFF HIMSELF IF IT MEANS KEEPING JANGO ALIVE AND I SWEAR TO YOU WITH EVERY BIT OF MY EXISTENCE, JANGO WOULD DO THE SAME BUT WOULD HESITATE.

HE WOULD HESITATE BECAUSE HE CANNOT RID THE IDEA THAT BOBA IS STILL A CLONE. BUT HIS. HIS BABY. HIS SON. LIKE HIS WORLD PROLLY TURNED TOPSY-TURVY THE DAY HE GOT TO HOLD THIS PRECIOUS TUBBIE AND HIS LITTLE, ITTY, BITTY, FINGERS SQUEEZED DAD'S FINGER AND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. AND THIS JUST MAKES ME SO DUMB I HATE/LOVE IT.

Dad

FINALLY. I AM SWEATING. I AM HYPERVENTILATING. I AM ABOUT TO PASS OUT.

This is the sweetest that I have read. Boba and the author addressing him as dad and occasionally throwing his name like it didn't matter. And it doesn't in this context. Dad is just Dad. Not Jango the greatest bounty hunter, not Jango who trained cadets to perfection, not the PRIME, not the TEMPLATE, not the OG CLONE, not BIG DADDY J, just 'Dad'.

It's so pure I could feel the sin and wanton desire for all my fictional daddies get cleansed. I might have cried a little out of sheer excitement because the implication of how fluffy this gd fic is is too much.

This has instantly sky-rocketed to my top ten favorite fics in the whole damn galaxy.

Star Wars ficlet: Boba Has Baby’s First Identity Crisis & Jango Plays Hungry Hungry Hypocrite

Sometimes, when Dad had been gone on a mission for a really long time, Boba stood in front of the mirror and stared at himself. All three little unique things about Boba. Scar, tooth, callous. And he would mouth the name ‘Jango Fett’ really quietly, just to himself. As if all the little things that made him Boba could be magically transformed into ‘Jango Fett’, and he could be perfect. He could earn Jango Fett, if he just tried hard enough. One day, when he looked in the mirror, he’d see Jango Fett staring back at him.

It was like he could see Dad’s spirit in himself. It was in his body, and it was what made him great. The others had bad bodies and that’s why they couldn’t be great.

But sometimes Boba just felt like a body. And sometimes that made him feel good. And sometimes that made him feel bad. He couldn’t decide.  

Boba Fett plays a prank on his dad, which does not backfire whatsoever. A legion of identical small children play a prank on their educational system, which they definitely don’t blame on Boba. A loyal and dedicated unintelligent army spend another routine day learning to serve Jedi. And Boba Fett, Jedi-killer in training, really does learn that he’s very special and important after all.

In which Jango is the father with a thousand faces. 

Short 7k thing beat out in threehours under the cut. Blaming this one on resident Boba Fett fanatic @bobafett, although you can blame the fact that it’s about children acting like idiots and contemplating the nature of self on me.  

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Another Chance 1 [Star Wars Fanfic]

Summary: Jaster is left to die by his second in command, Montross, and is facing down his own demise when someone intervenes. Tor dies and Jaster lives. Who is this mysterious redheaded Jetii who speaks his language? And how can Jaster convince him to stay? AN: Did some fiddling around with their ages and the timeline. This fic takes place in 52BBY, 30 years before the Clone Wars. Jaster- 35, Obi- 32, Jango- 14 Tags:��Time Travel Fix-It, Rare Pairings, Mandalorian Obi-Wan Kenobi, Jaster lives, Force-Sensitive Jango Fett. Characters: Jaster Mereel, Obi-wan Kenobi, Jango Fett Pairing: Jaster/Obi-wan Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26904037/chapters/65651923

Jaster glares at one of his most hated enemies, fallen comrades on the ground around them. “This is your fault, Montross. We should be off this mudhole by now. You’re out of my crew… if we survive.” Tor isn’t even wearing a helmet as he lets out a vicious laugh and raises his left gauntlet.

“If you survive- not likely!” A wrist rocket zips toward the ground, separating him from Montross who had been at his back. The man leaps into the air with his jetpack as Jaster is knocked onto his hands and knees from the explosion. “You stole the Mandalorians from me and then you left me to die on Concord Dawn! I won’t let you escape this time!” The madman screamed at him, powering up the large gun and shooting the ground around Jaster to separate he and Montross further.

“Montross! Airlift, now!” He barks in command, holding out his arm.

“Sorry Jaster, but I’m through taking your orders. But I’ll take good care of the troops.” The man says from the safety of the air. Vizla and the Kordans don’t even aim at him, their focus on Jaster.

“Montross!” He yells as his once trusted second turns away and flies off.

That bastard! That fucking backstabbing dar’manda coward!

Tor laughs and swings the guns around, grinning with manic glee as he powers the guns up again for another round. Jaster lets off a few shots, even as he’s desperately looking for a means to hide or escape. But no such luck.

Blue bolts of searing plasma come shooting at him and he closes his eyes, knowing that he was about to leave his son alone in the world. Jango… he hoped his boy was ready for the responsibility of leadership. He had done all he could to raise the boy well but he still had so much anger inside him. He would need to temper his recklessness if he was going to fight Montross for the right to lead, and he would need a cool head if he was going to bring Jaster’s killer to justice.

An unfamiliar sound came through his helmet and he heard Tor cursing vehemently. Feeling no pain he opened his eyes to a sight he never in a million years thought he’d see; a Jetii was deflecting the bolts back at Vizla’s tank. Jaster stared in slack-jawed awe as the Jetii blurred into motion, his white tunics covered in what might have been armor. “Mand’alor, how are you?” For a moment Jaster thought his helmet was malfunctioning. Did the Jetii just speak Mando’a at him? “Mand’alor? Sitrep!” He demanded, again in Mando’a. Jaster shook himself out of his stupor.

The Jetii looking back at him was a redhead, maybe half a foot taller than Jaster, with a well trimmed beard and eyes the color of blue skies. He moved with the grace of a dancer but had the same aura of preparedness any lifelong warrior would have.

“Fine. Thanks to you.” The Kordans were panicking over the smoking and devastated tank, fleeing, as Tor leapt down the rocks toward them, palming a weapon Jaster immediately recognized. “Look out!” The Jetii turned and met the darksaber with his own blade.

“Hello there, I was wondering if you’d come down here to fight with honor.” Jaster blinked, his mouth falling open once again. It was a round about way of calling Vizla a dar’manda coward but the intent was there. Tor snarled and swung his blade with the ease of long practice. But he wasn’t up against some unskilled mando’ad, no.

He was up against a Jetii.

The redhead absolutely wiped the floor with Vizla, taunting him in that slightly too polished Mando’a as he deflected each strike. It was like watching a man play fighting with a child just learning to fight. No matter how much power Vizla put into his strikes it was as if the Jetii was just too fast, his defenses too strong.

“I hope you’ve made your peace with this life, leader of Kyr’tsad. For I bring you your death.” With one swift strike Tor’s head was separated from his body. The head landed with a meaty squelch while the body fell to the ground with a thump. Letting out a long, tired, sigh, the Jetii reached down and picked up the Dha’kad’au, staring at it for a moment before holding it out to Jaster reverently.

The first thought on Jaster’s mind was that this man was Mandokarla. The second was that there was no way in hell he was taking the Dha’kad’au from his hand. When he didn’t move the Jetii cleared his throat and lifted the Dha’kad’au higher. “I believe this belongs to you, Mand’alor?” Jaster, finally snapping out of it, found his own voice.

“No, Jetii, it belongs to whoever has won it in a duel. You won against Vizla, it is yours until you lose it to someone else.” The man’s eyes widened and he shook his head, frowning.

“I am not worthy of this blade. It cries out for a worthy Mando’ad to wield it, and I am no Mando’ad.” Jaster reached forward to curl his hand over the Jetii���s, pushing the man’s hand back toward his chest and refusing the blade.

“Could have fooled me.” The redhead flushed slightly, his pale skin reddening in a way that Jaster found quite fetching. Sobering himself he pushed away the niggling feeling of attraction to the back of his mind, falling into his role as Mand’alor as easily as breathing. “Why save me? And how did you even get here?”

The man looked down at Jaster’s hand, still curled around his own, before looking back up into his visor. “You are the only hope for the future of your people. I don’t know what you understand of the jetiise but the force may sometimes give us visions of the future.” Jaster sucked in a breath. Seers. Of course the jetiise had Seers among them. Anyone with a strong connection to the Manda had a chance to experience visions of the future. If the Jetiise were tapping into something similar then it made sense they’d be able to see the future as well. “In my vision I saw you die, betrayed, leaving your son as the next Mand’alor. But when your son is older the Haat’ade are tricked, pulled into a trap by the Kyr’tsad, and slaughtered by the jetiise.” Jaster felt a shudder of dread run through him.

“Hell.” He muttered. The Jetii gave him a sad look, eyes filled with pain and grief.

“Without the Haat’ade around Kyr’tsad will run rampant as the New Mandalorians make further alliances with the Republic…” The man stopped and let out a breath, as if it pained him to speak of this. Jaster couldn’t help himself, he ran a thump gently over the man’s wrist, encouraging him and supporting him in the moment.

He really shouldn’t, he should be more wary of a Jetii, but the redhead’s liquid eyes are too sincere and the spirit of Manda in his soul is signing.

“The New Mandalorians will kill the spirit of Manda, burn your old texts and disband the clans. They will become totalitarian in their zeal to defang Mandalore in the eyes of the Republic.” His voice was thick with emotion and Jaster was transfixed. The future he spoke of was like something out of Jaster’s nightmares.

“So you came here to save me in order to preserve the Mando’ade’s way of life? Why?” The man bit his bottom lip and looked away, suddenly embarrassed.

“The same reason I speak Mando’a, practice Dral’gaan, and eat spicy tiingilar- I love Mandalore.” The words were nearly a whisper at the end but Jaster’s helmet picked them out of the air and drove them straight into his mind. His eyes trailed down to his hand, which was still covering the redhead’s as well as the Dha’kad’au, and swallowed hard. He had to remind himself that this man was a Jetii.

“I notice you’re also wearing-” He never got to finish his sentence as his son came barreling into his side, Silas not far behind.

“Buir!” Jaster’s hand broke contact with the Jetii’s and the singing in his soul dimmed, although he noted it was still there. His son brought up a blaster, aimed at the Jetii, and Jaster quickly pushed his son’s arm down, so he was aiming at the ground.

“Jan’ika, don’t go aiming weapons at allies, I taught you better than that!” His son’s helmet tilted up to look at him and Jaster could read incredulity in every line of his body. As his son turned to look over at the Jetii he froze.

“Is that?” Shit, he’d spotted Vizla’s corpse.

“It was.” No use beating around the bush.

Jango stood there, frozen, before Jaster felt the back of his neck tingle with a sense of danger. All around them loose rocks rose from the ground as Jango’s breathing became labored. He swung his blaster toward the body and shot it full of holes, half garbled curses spewing from his lips. Jaster grabbed his son’s shoulders and pulled the boy to him, grounding him. He’d seen Jango lose it like this a few times and he knew that as soon as it was over his son would be exhausted.

The Jetii suddenly moved forward and placed a hand on his son’s chest plate. Before Jaster could ask what the kriff he thought he was doing Jango suddenly sagged and the rocks dropped back to the ground. Jango sucked in heavy gulps of air, making his helmet emit more garbled vocals. Carefully, slowly, the Jetii pulled Jango’s helmet off, his expression soft and body language open. “That’s it, take deep breaths. Don’t try to push it back down, let it flow through you and out again.” Beneath his gentle hands Jango’s trembling slowly came to a stop and, like Jaster had surmised, he finally went limp from exhaustion.

“What was that, Jetii?” He asked as the man finally released his son and took a step back. Absently Jaster noticed the Dha’kad’au hooked onto the redhead's belt and wholeheartedly approved.

“Your son is force sensitive but has been subconsciously repressing it.” The redhead frowned. “That’s very dangerous, it could do irreparable damage to his psyche.” Jaster frowned in concern. How had none of the force sensitive verde noticed? “He’s very adept at shields and hiding. If I hadn’t seen him lose control like that I never would have guessed.” There was a hint of self recrimination, as if he should have known about Jango’s ability to channel the Manda.

“What are you going to do now, Jetii?” The man seemed to startle slightly and shook his head, eyes going distant. “Are you going to return to your temple?” If the man was stranded Jaster would offer to give him a lift, it was the least he could do.

“I… no. There is no place for me there… not anymore.” The amount of pain in his voice made Jaster ache to reach out and comfort him. Handing Jango off to Silas, he knew the lad hero worshiped his son and would take care of him, he stepped closer to the Jetii. Reaching out he gripped the man’s bicep and squeezed it reassuringly.

“There is a place with me and my people, if you want it.” He had already proven he was mandokarla when he not only saved Jaster’s life but tried to hand over the Dha’kad’au without a moment of hesitation. The redhead referred to him as Mand’alor and the fact that he already spoke Mando’a just sealed the deal in Jaster’s mind. “What is your name?”

The man gave a shy yet tired smile. “Ben, Ben Kenobi.” Jaster nodded and gave him another gentle squeeze before letting go.

“Jaster Mereel, welcome to the Haat Mando’ade, vod.” He was sure that the others would be eying him as if he’d gone senile but Jaster didn’t care. He’d figure out what to tell them to get them off his back. They had a long trek back to the ships and there were still enemies luring about. “Got enough in you to get back to the ships?” Ben’s eyes hardened as he squared his shoulders, like a veteran soldier.

“Yes, Sir.” Jaster felt a shiver run down his spine. Oh, he could get used to this man calling him Sir.

Mando'a;

Jetii/Jetiise- Jedi, Jedi Plural. Manda- The collective soul or heaven. The state of being Mandalorian in mind, body and spirit. Also a supreme, overarching, guardian like presence. The Mandalorians in this fic use it to refer to the Force as well. Haat'ade- Shortened from Haat Mando'ade, meaning True Mandalorians. Dar'manda- No longer Mandalorian. A Manalorian that has lost their soul and their right to call themselves Mandalorian. Dha'kad'au- The Darksaber. Mandokarla- Having the right stuff. The state of being the epitome of Mandalorian virtues. Kyr'tsad- Death Watch. Mando'ad/ade- Mandalorian, Mandalorian plural. Dral'gaan- 'Powerful hand,' my own name for Mandalorian hand to hand combat.

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Fall of a Dynasty: Ch 8. The Hardest Choices

The hostile takeover was more chaotic than Jaster expected. Going through the Imperial Capital and up to the palace, the man was able to convince some to fight for his cause. To take over the Empire from a cowardly Zannah. His main and equipped fighters included the Theron he swayed to his side, monsters Exodrum provided, and a secret weapon the god gave him. Attacking the palace, he sent citizens first to attack the palace guards as more experienced soldiers took aim. “Faster! We shall rewrite Hasai history through fire and blood!”

As they were making their way into the courtyard, a portal open horizontally up, and a group of strangers dropped down. ‘Jaster Fett’ only needed to recognize his sister to know he was in danger. With a whistle, he directed his militia. “There’s the Empress! Kill the False Emperor! Free the Empire from her weakness and madness! I will secure the throne room!”

Zannah saw most of her guards were either dead, busy fighting others, or spread out. They’d be on their own. “Manaco. Prove yourself to my daughter. Griffith, you go find Annuciata’s blimp and get it ready to fly. Leere, Zizi. You deal with the traitors and the confused citizens. The rest with me.”

Rinku drew the Master Sword and a shield. Griffith and Athena grabbed some swords of the fallen off the ground. Leere channeled her magic, conjuring the undead beneath the ground. Zannah took a few deep breathes to ready her fire, and charged barefoot as a mob started to close in with swords, pitchforks and fire balls.

"Ever see what happens when two Lorleidians combine magic, Zannah?" Zizi was not happy about the empress shoving her through the portal. She should have had the chance to at least say goodbye to her husband. Yet, what was done was done. Manaco knew what his mother was insinuating and gently took her hand.

"What do you get... when you combine fire and earth?" Concentrating her magical energy, her earth and his fire started to mix. Nihilus had to be contained. He could not leave the palace. "Magma."

Then a loud whoosh, the ground shook and it started to get unbearably hot...

“Zizi, don’t you dare burn down my palace! This is where Athena and Manaco will live!” Zannah jumped over the start of the magma, saving a guard from being killed by a Theron with a jump kick. Her brother was already disappearing into the palace with a small detachment of guards.

Athena and Griffith felt the heat, even as they launched and reflected fire at the enemy. They knew who to kill, and who to maim. Citizens who were confused and angry, and the murderous soldiers.

"It's a fucking building, Zannah. No matter what happens to it, we cannot let your brother out. We have to contain him if we hope to have a chance of Rinku cutting him down." Zizi was not budging on this one. "If you're going to have a little faith in rekindling a friendship instead of just tolerating each other, then trust me!"

“It’s built history where I raised my family.” Zannah roundhouse kicked a basilisk in the face. “Not to mention there are innocents inside this building. Just-“ Zannah launched a lightning bolt down the throat of the beast. “Don’t burn it down! I trust you to be safe!”

Leere successfully conjured her a few Floor Masters to terrify and grab militant citizens. “Come on! We can trap him inside the palace!”

Magma lined the outside of the palace. No one was getting in or out without serious damage. Due to the contents being molten rock, no Hasai who could wield fire magic could extinguish the heat. Manaco then started his fight. Years of training were currently going to pay off now. He never had a desire to be a warrior... but he had the desire to protect his family. He used his magic to set himself ablaze and then started taking down enemies. A Vatra's fire could never hurt the user.

Zizi decided to deal with trouble the old fashioned way. Nothing worked better than a quick crater in the ground to hold traitors in place.

Griffith kissed his sister on the cheek, giving her good luck as he fought his way to the docking hanger. Athena looked to Manaco, eyes raised as she joined Rinku and her mother towards the palace. “Manaco! Come on!”

Manaco followed after the twins, leaving a trail of scorched footprints in his place.

“Don’t you need a sword?” Athena shouted behind her as she stabbed a man in the chest to defend herself.

Manaco simply snatched a foe by the throat and within seconds, all that remained was a pile of ash.

"Swords are overrated, 'wife'. Much more fun to simply disintegrate." Even now, he had a sense of humor.

Athena didn’t laugh, simply worried about their lives.

Outside, Leere got back to back with Zizi, each using their respective abilities to restrain the separatists. “So ‘Earth Sage’. You ever think that you’d be helping the Fire Witch like this? More important question, don’t you Kahli is going to kill you for bringing Manaco here?”

"Leere, you know as well as I do that I didn't bring Manaco here," Zizi created a sizable crater and trapped many enemies within it. "Manaco followed his damn dick here."

“Zizi. Your daughters fuck around like bunnies. Least he-shit!”

Leere pulled Zizi down as they went behind cover from a volley of arrows being shot from above. With the clench of her fist, a wall master took hold of the archer, dragging him into shadows. “That was too close. Least your boy seems to be finding a steady career. Did I tell you I’m expecting a daughter?”

"Urboro is the one that likes to fuck and she's within her right to have a fun night with whoever she wishes." Zizi yelped when Leere pulled her to the side and blocked out the arrows. "And you should talk, I know how much you loved to party with the old snake." The Zemlja then arched an eyebrow. "... you're not pregnant so I'm assuming Sunny is. If you're going to have a kid, then you're definitely going to have to take some precautions around a farm. I thought my plantations wouldn't be too bad, but my kids still found a way to get into trouble."

“My party days are long behind me Zizi. And yeah, Sunny’s the one who’ll carry my kid.” When Zizi tilted her head in confusion, Leere explained it with one word. “Magic. But let’s focus on staying alive.”

Meanwhile, as Zannah raced through the palace with Rinku, Manaco and Athena, there was a small ticking from above them on the roof. Rinku was in the middle of cutting down another Theron to heed the noise. Looking up, Zannah leap forward as she was separated from the others. Between them, T0-D landed, two shimmering blue guardian swords drawn.

“Tod! You too?!” Zannah leaked heartache in her voice.

“Confirmation: Reprogrammed. God of War. Must obey. I-I-I’m sorry.” His eye suddenly turned from red to black. “Voice commands shutting down.”

The android swung with lightning fast speed at Rinku and Athena, both women needing to protect themselves. Athena gritted through her teeth as she struggled in a lock of blades. “Mother. Go!”

Manaco was busy keeping the pathway clear for the women. There seemed to be an endless supply of Hasai ready to throw away their lives for this brother of Zannah's. Idiots, the lot of them. Could they not see that sometimes a love of power would only lead to ruin? When T0-D suddenly appeared out of nowhere, Manaco knew the fight was suddenly getting serious. The robot was a deadly fighter. He could not allow T0-D to touch him. Stories from his father, Covarog, and Malik were enough to know that one wrong strike could mean death. As the robot tried to push back Rinku and Athena, Manaco zoomed in behind T0-D, kicking out the robot's legs. Rinku had the weapon to use against Nihilus and had to go with Zannah.

Rinku gave Manaco a nod of understanding, running off. “You better stay alive kid!”

T0-D immediately kicked himself off the floor, his talon feet giving Manaco a hard kick in the chest. Athena was quick to get between them, firing a stream of fire at him. “Manaco! Don’t use the same strategy twice. He’ll learn and use it against you.”

"Then exactly how are we supposed to beat him?" Manaco asked his to-be wife. "... I don't suppose I can melt him into a pile of slag."

Athena tried to launch fire directly at T0-D, but the android countered by spinning his joints at sonic speeds, both blades rotating with the motion of a turbine. The flames were nearly propelled to the sides. The swords cut sparks into the floor as he walked towards the Hasai. “Do what we must.”

T0-D suddenly opened up a path within the spinning. Just enough for his head to light up and fire a Tesla bolt at the pair, dividing them apart.

Manaco had to think quickly. Neither of them had the speed like T0-D did, so avoidance was key. Yet, if his limbs were disrupted, the two of them could possibly subdue him. Zipping out of the way of the bolt, he then told Athena, "We have to make sure he can't hurt us. We need to take out his arms."

Hearing that, T0-D replied by activating two more arms. Clicking on the handles, two more Guardian blades lit up. Athena looked to Manaco quickly, giving him a deep scowl. “Fight with your actions, not words.”

Throwing her sword at T0-D, Athena took a risk by disarming herself, but she channeled her magic, and tried to blast the android apart with large bursts of fire. “You’ll only get on chance. Go on my signal.”

T0-D danced around the fire, taking multiple swings at Manaco.

There had to be something that he could use to stop the arms from spinning. Manaco took a quick glance around the room. There were several old weapons on the wall, but some still too ancient or not useful in this situation. Then, he settled on an old morning star. The chain on it could prove useful but... would it hold? He dodged once, then twice, and rolled forward, jumping onto the wall, and grabbing the weapon. Evading yet another strike, Manaco had to calculate the exact right moment to get close. Not only did he have to worry about the sharp blades, but he had to make sure Athena had enough time to react. Almost... almost... there!

Manaco leapt into the middle of the arms, getting nicked in the process, but managed to wrap the length chain around T0-D's arms... and pulled as hard as he could. He gritted his teeth, putting a foot on T0-D's leg and strained. "Athena! Now!!!"

Athena changed her attack to lightning, pouring her power to short circuit T0-D’s weapons. “Take out his limbs!”

With a yell, Manaco pulled as hard as he could, the spikes ripping through T0-D's wires and disengaging a few of the limbs. The Vatra then used his extreme heat to weld the joints on the others, so they could not move.

T0-D shambled about on the ground, silently unable to fight back, only rage filling him.

Athena didn’t even take a breath to stop the mission. “We need to go now. Can you move?”

Manaco grunted as he released the chains and panted heavily. He had avoided major damage, but was still injured.

"I'll be fine." He used his own fire to seal his wounds for the time being. "We need to go help your mother."

Zannah and Rinku had finally cornered the formers brother up by the observatory. Having chased him through the palace and killing every lackey thrown at him, they were finally ready to finish this little separatist movement. All he could do was sick the last view guards he had left on Rinku while Zannah danced around them. “It’s over Nihilus.”

The man tried to swing a dagger at her, but the Ocho ducked low, and swinging a fist upwards encased in fire, she physically punched his hand off. The man screamed, stumbling backwards onto a deck. From outside, even Zizi and Leere could make him out. “And now, you die again.”

“Wait! Stop!”

There was something in his voice that indeed made Zannah stop from executing him. A closer look at this Jaster Fett, and the woman’s mouth went dry. Despite what the decades that passed between them, Zannah could still remember all the vivid expressions of her brother. His joy, his anger, and most importantly his fear. “Seras?”

Rinku killed the last guard, pausing as the two siblings shared their little reunion.

Seras clenched his stump, sweat dripping down his face. Although given a brand-new body, he still had the same energy that he had as a teenager. “Yes Zannah. It’s me.”

The twin sister shook her head, disbelief filling her. “It can’t be you.”

“Why? Because it would be so much simpler for you to kill our older brother?”

That struck a nerve with Zannah, but in a different direction. “What? It was so much simpler for you to kill your twin sister than?”

Seras clenched his teeth, cartelizing the stump with his fire. “Of course. You watched me die so long ago on the plains of Hyrule Field. You took control of the Kikai Empire, when it should have been my birthright. You got to live while I was burning in hell! Exodrum tortured my soul for my failure in battle. When the god suddenly came to me with the opportunity to return to the land of the living and seize the Empire for myself, I took it. Wouldn’t you? Wouldn’t anyone?”

Manaco heard the commotion up ahead and reached out and grabbed Athena by the shoulders. He motioned for her to be quiet and the two of them listened in on Zannah's conversation. All of them assumed that it was Nihilus who had returned. This was not going to be easy for Zannah...

Leere was motioning for Zizi to slowly lift them up with vines to the balcony to rejoin the others.

As for Zannah, her eyes nearly glazed over. This was one last cruel prank of the gods against her. “Seras. I mourned you. I built a legacy that you might have cherished. And now that you’re back, now that you’re alive, you tried to have me killed?”

“It’s the Hasai way. And it’s what Exodrum and his allies wanted.”

“Fuck the Hasai way! Fuck Exodrum! You’re my twin brother! My brother! I loved you! I was the only one who did!”

A long silence filled the air between them.

Zizi watched the scene unfold as did Leere. The situation just went from bad to worse. This was Zannah's twin brother, not her psycho elder brother. How was this going to be taken care of? She glanced at Leere with a frown. This was supposed to be a quick mission, not one of debate. Manaco, on the other hand, only saw one objective; to kill Seras. He had caused enough devastation to the Hasai people. More of this would only bring suffering to the innocents. Taking a deep breath, Manaco outstretched his hand, and whispered to Athena, "We can't let him hurt our people any further... do you agree with me?"

“Yes, but...” Athena was conflicted.

Leere whispered to Zizi, still out of earshot of the others. “This might not be Nihilus, but he was still a sociopath. He scared Kanisa and took joy in those he killed.”

Seras sighed, smiling from ear to ear. “You know Zannah, it’s nice to see you grow up to be such a fine, beautiful, as well as capable woman. Can’t we simply just divide the Empire amongst ourselves, for the betterment of our people, or the betterment of-HKK!!!”

To everyone’s shock, Zannah still carried out her mission. In a quick movement, she superheated her hand to drive it through Seras’ chest, grab his heart, and squeeze it into paste. The man’s eyes nearly exploded out of his sockets as he spat out blood. “Sister?”

“Oh god. Oh sweet merciful heaven forgive me.” Zannah, traumatized by her duty, pulled out too fast. She didn’t even remember to grab him. The last look Seras gave her was a similar one she saw the first time he died. Fear. Yet even worse, there was sadness now. His body tumbled backwards, falling off the balcony and onto the pavement down below. Leere has to pull herself close to Zizi as they watched the body fall past them and hit the ground.

Zannah crumbled to her knees, clenching her bloody arm, shivering with the upmost guilt and heartache. Small sobs escaped her as she broke down. This was the second time she had to see her twin brother die. And being the cause of death directly this time was too much to take. “I’m sorry. Oh god I’m so sorry.”

Zizi was not expecting Zannah to suddenly kill Seras. As Leere grabbed her, the Zemlja held tight to her friend. To kill her own brother for the sake of the people... what was going through Zannah's mind? Manaco, too, was shocked. He glanced at Athena, not knowing what to say.

Athena was horrified. It happened so quickly. She didn’t have words.

It seemed that Rinku did. She walked over to Zannah, placing a hand on her shoulder. “I’m sorry for your loss Zannah...”

The tired Ocho didn’t respond as Zizi hoisted herself and Leere up.

Zizi said nothing. She had no idea of what to say. There was nothing she could do to make Zannah feel any better.

Zannah’s senses only came back to her when she heard the Danjurian blimp come flying by. “...Athena. Manaco. Fly over the cities and declare marshal law. Declare your decree as Emperor and Empress.”

Manaco really did not like being told what to do. Yet, for once, he was not going to argue with Zannah. Holding Athena's hand, he followed her to announce the decree to the citizens.

Griffith threw a ladder down to them so they could climb aboard. Annuciata made devices that could amplify their voices. As the pair traveled over the Hasai capital, nearly the whole island had gathered to see who would come out on top of the civil war. Taking Manaco’s hand, she waited as Griffith flew into view. “Citizens of the Kikai Empire! The usurper is dead! His allies are dead! But hope survives! I, Princess Athena, will be taking the throne from my dear mother. Together, with my new husband Manaco, a Hasai of Hyrule, we shall lead you to a bright and rich future as Emperor Manaco and Empress Athena of the Empire! Now return to your homes! Peace needs to be established!”

While Manaco and Athena were occupied announcing the victory to the Hasai people, Zizi watched Zannah crumple with her grief. The Zemlja supposed she was lucky in that aspect. She never had lost a family member to death. True, her mother passed, but... did that really count? She never knew her mother or her father. All she had was her sisters. Now, Zizi had a husband and many children. Her family was growing... and she never thought of losing any of them. She prayed to the spirits that she'd die before any of her children would. Zizi could not stomach the thought of watching one of her babies pass before her... or her husband. Yet Zannah had to kill her own brother. Watch him die. Twice.

"You and I didn't get along at first. We didn't like each other. But then, we came to know friendship and that... that was broken, I know. But this... I know I once told you I wanted you to experience my pain but... not like this. Never like this." Zizi cautiously put a hand on Zannah's shoulder. "I'm... I'm sorry about your brother, Zannah."

“It’s ok. You don’t have to pretend. I got exactly what was coming to me.” Zannah sounded so... hallow. So broken. She truly believed that she deserved this. Was this not what fate wanted otherwise?

"No matter how horrible someone has been," Zizi pulled her into a tight hug. It still hurt what Zannah did to her family, did to Kahli. She was not sure if that feeling of mistrust would ever go away. But the right thing to do was to go on for the sake of her son and Athena. There would be no more strife. The next generation depended upon it. "No one deserves suffering or pain. I... I forgive you..."

Zannah hugged tightly back, tears swelling in her eyes. “I’m sorry Zizi.”

“Pathetic. Even in victory.”

The voice froze Zannah to Zizi. From a fire place, a corpse that had tumbled in rose up, flames leaking from the eye sockets, mouth, and cuts Rinku gave it. It was a frightening Avatar indeed. “I gave you a challenge to rise up to. You succeeded, and yet here you are, grovelling like a dog. Perhaps your daughter will serve me better.”

Leere and Rinku instinctively stood to protect the others. “Get back you vile bastard.”

"It's not pathetic to have emotions, you... you... conceited, power-hungry egomaniac!!!" Zizi held Zannah tighter when Exodrum appeared. "Why don't you just simmer down to a dull spark and stay that way!!!"

“Hmm, perhaps I should take Zolori under my wing?” A wolf like growl echoed around the room. “I own the Hasai. I am their god. They are my war bound children. As God of War and Fire, I burn away weakness. Zannah. You are weak.”

"A god should love their children, should take care of their children! The only reason the Hasai follow you is fear! And that's not true admiration! They're only doing it for survival!" Zizi spat at Exodrum. "Zannah isn't weak! You're the weak one! You're a coward! You use nasty tactics to get what you want and if someone dares to step out of line, then they're not your perfect, brainless, soldier! You're no god!!! You're just a... a... a fucking piece of ember that managed to set a fire! You're no true flame! No deity! You're an imposter!!! You're the tyrant!!!"

“Get back you bloated carcass.” Rinku swung the Master Sword defiantly.

This seemed to get a raise out of the deity, as with a raise of his hand, he blasted the group with a steaming torrent of air. “Silence your tongues. No mortals can judge me.”

"But I can." Vatra had appeared in the room. There she was in all her glorious beauty. A figure completely composed of the hottest fire. "Zemlja is not the only one that the Earth Sage prays to. You forget that half of her children are of flame."

Exodrum couldn’t believe his eyes, quickly shedding the mortal body to become a being of pure fire. “No.”

Behind Vatra, another spirit appeared. This one was of Hyrule, holding a more concrete form of an eagle. Under its claws it held an orb of light. This was Eldin, a spirit of light. “Exodrum. You hold no sway over the Hasai no more.”

“Lies! Lies from spirits no one cares for!”

"You are to be nothing, Exodrum. You abused your position." Vatra sounded very angry. "The deities are supposed to watch over their people. We have all seen failure at some point. Yet, you, on the other hand, take pleasure from the torment of the Hasai. No longer will they be under your guidance. Today, that stops. The new Empress and Emperor prayed to me. I will now watch over the people as well as my Lorleidian children. You," She gestured. "Go away. And don't you dare come back."

“No! You have NO AUTHORITY!”

Eldin opened his wings, blasting Exodrum with holy light. “Zannah gave the Empire to Hyrule. As such, its people and lands will also be protected by the Holy Goddess. You are banished by Hylian and Lorliedian decree.”

“Curse you both! I’ll have my subjects back!”

"I'll cease your burning before you come back to these people whom you have mistreated." Vatra warned Exodrum. "Flee. And do not return."

The light of Exodrum scattered, with Eldin protecting the mortals as the fire flew in all directions. Once the flames settled, Eldin looked to Zizi and the others.

“Earth Sage. You have done well here. So too have the other Sages. You will soon meet the others. Fate will bring you together for a great purpose. They will be chosen, as you were chosen. Walk with tranquility of the Forest.” Eldin squawked an eagle’s cry as he vanished into light, leaving the women and Vatra alone.

Zannah still held onto Zizi’s arm, taking slow breaths. The days events physically exhausted her. Was it even supper time? She didn’t know anymore.

Vatra still remained. There was a lot of upcoming work to do. Still, she had a task to complete now. "Zannah... a word?"

“Alone?”

"Yes. Unless you prefer the company."

“I’ll be fine.” Zannah said that more to reassure herself then the others, but she meant it for all. Rinku gently took Zizi by the hand to let her know it’d be ok to leave. Once the other three closed the door to the observatory, Zannah’s shoulders dropped as she sat back in a chair. “I don’t suppose you’re going to overlook my faults? Worried you favour Zizi and still feel I need more punishment.”

"While each and every being on this planet has faults, it is unjust to judge a person based upon their wrong doings. Yet, that being said, there are those who revel in those faults, and use it to hurt others." Vatra was like Zemlja, in a way. She was wise and just as old as the earth spirit. Yet, unlike Zemlja, she had a temper. "You have certainly pushed your luck."

“Your point?” Zannah looked briefly at the blood of her brother, still fresh on her arm, a coating against her blackened hand.

"My point is... despite what you have done, you did somehow manage to learn humility." Vatra gazed at the woman. "You learned that you can never be the strongest, the most powerful. There will always be another who is stronger. And lastly, you also learned that you can be hurt just like the others you've hurt. You learned a very hard way. I deem that lesson enough."

“I have a feeling you’re not here just to lecture me? Gods can use pastors and priests for that.”

"No, I am not here just to lecture you. I am also here to tell you I will watch over your people." Vatra promised Zannah. "A shrine will be erected here to where they can pray to me if wished."

“Anything else?” Zannah was becoming more and more disheartened by the second. “Or does the pretty spirit want to move on?”

"Zizi told me you fear of being damned." Vatra asked. "Is that what you truly think of yourself?"

“I’m a killer. I’m a betrayer of friends. I just murdered my own brother. So yes. I do believe my soul is well beyond damned. My children are grown adults now. Part of me is scared to start aging again. Because I know the second I punch my ticket out I’ll be right back in the clutches of Exodrum. Or maybe I’ll be lucky and go to whatever your version of hell is.”

"A Lorleidian will only be damned if he or she turns his back on their people, or us spirits. It's a high offense, one that is not forgiven." Vatra then reminded Zannah. "There are even those who are deemed the worst have a chance a redemption. I think you have found yours in apologizing for your wrongs and trying to make for a brighter future."

Zannah looked Vatra in the eyes, shrugging her discontent away. “You have anything else to say or give me?”

"Is there something you wish to know? Followers of any of the Seven Siblings may ask, and if within our abilities, will be granted an answer."

“Can I be given a free pass into heaven? Can I be freed of my guilt? Can I get a kiss from her flaming goddess?” Zannah said the last request in a bitter sarcastic tone. “What advice can you give me? I’m done ruling. I’m done being a Demi god. I’m just a tired, worn woman who wants to settle down the rest of her days. I’m no sage. I’m no preacher.”

"Only you can make your way to the heavens, and only you can absolve yourself of guilt. And a kiss usually pertains to a blessing." Vatra then assured Zannah. "Life has been difficult for you. Yet, I assure you, it will get better. Will you take my word for it?"

“I suppose that’ll be a start.”

"You will live out the rest of your years with Annuciata and you will be blessed with grandchildren one day. Not all hope for the future is lost."

“We’ll just have to see, won’t we?” Zannah stood up, granting the goddess a respectful bow.

"Until next time, Zannah." With that, Vatra vanished.

Zannah sat back into her chair, unsure on how to continue with the future. Long term at least. When the other women entered, she took a deep breath and let out a sigh. “Zizi. Rinku. Leere. I think it’s time I have one last formal meeting with your sister, Earth Sage.”

"...?" Zizi looked a little puzzled. Why would Zannah want another meeting with her? Yet, she expressed no objection. So, she took a seat next to the woman.

“I think it’s only fair I transition my power to Athena officially in front of Zarazu and Annuciata. The other countries can get mail if they are foolish enough to decline an invitation.”

"...? I'm surprised that you want to do that." Zizi held up a single hand. "No offense, but... you just lost Exodrum."

“No. I just killed my brother.” Zannah stood up, overlooking the balcony. “Thinks it’s time to reassure the others a more civilized ruler will be taking over.”

She looked hollowly down at the corpse of her brother.

"... you did what you had to do, Zannah. It was him or your people. Your family." Zizi reminded her gently. "Sometimes... family can be the ones who hurt us the most."

“Funny that. I was doing the hurting...”

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Previous Ch.https://mrneighbourlove.tumblr.com/post/621742371644850176/fall-of-a-dynasty-ch-7-first-steps

Final Ch. https://mrneighbourlove.tumblr.com/post/621742911768477696/fall-of-a-dynasty-ch-9-new-lineage

Crossover with @ridersoftheapocalypse

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50 QUESTION BOOK TAG FOR WORLD BOOK DAY

By me, Jess. I made this for world book day but then got depressed and didn’t post it on time lmao but here ya go kids be warned though it’s a long one. Also the numbers thing got fucked up and I couldn’t fix it.  I got a lot of these questions from other tags I’ve seen and google so if something sounds familiar... that’s why.

Who or what sparked your love of literature?

Aw my parents fueled my book habit when I was a kid and took me to the bookstore all the time and since then all my teachers have always encouraged me and made me love books even more than I thought possible.

Do you have an ‘odd’ book habit? (page sniffing/never leaving the house with a book)

It’s true that I never go anywhere without a book. I got one in my backpack or purse or reading on my phone but it’s always there.

Do you have a book that you think has changed your life? How?

A lot of books and series have made significant impacts on my life (like I can’t picture elementary school without Percy Jackson being in my life) but like as a person I can’t think of any one book that has changed who I am. It’s been a team effort.

Which book have you reread most frequently?

I think I reread Hush Hush every year lmao idk why

You can meet any author and ask one question. What author would you chose and what question would you ask?

I’d want to meet Shakespeare and ask him if all his characters really were just that gay or if we’re all reading too much into it.

Best book published this year so far?

It’s only March but The Gilded Wolves by Roshani Chokshi

Imagine you’ve started a book and don’t like it. Do you see the experience through to the bitter end, or are you able to talk away from it mid story?

I used to always finish what I started but now that I’m in college and have a mountain of a TBR I’ll just stop.

What book is top of your wish list/TBR pile?

Uhh A Winter’s Promise by Christelle Dabos  is on top rn

Favourite place to read?

My bed. Boring but a classic.

If you buy books, do you lend them out? Ever had a bad experience?

Of course. No all my friends respect my stuff and return them promptly.

What fictional character do you ship yourself with?

So many but I think Gansey and I from The Raven Cycle would make the best couple.

Weirdest thing you’ve used as a bookmark

I use whatever near me so I might have done something weirder but lately I’ve been using tissues because I have a tissue box by my bed and never real bookmarks. But I’ve used graded homework, a toy car, a crayon, earbuds, etc.

Favorite quality/qualities in a protagonist and antagonist

Wow this is s hard okay for protag I am a sucker for like stubborn, smartass with a martyr complex. Sad but true. Antags I love a good morally grey character or anti-villain. Tragic backstory but smart as hell. The worst (the best). Characters like the Darkling from The Grisha Trilogy, and Warner from the first Shatter Me book (I know he’s a good guy NOW but back then we all thought he was a sadistic and sexy villain).

Favorite genre and favorite book from that genre.

YA Urban Fantasy babyyy and that’d be City of Bones by Cassandra Clare or Lady Midnight by Cassandra Clare:)

  Best/worst movie adaptation in your eyes

Best: Harry Potter and The Hunger Games | Worst: Percy Jackson

Do you prefer reading your own books, or library books?

My own.

How do you choose your next book to read?

Literally whatever I’m feeling like at the moment.

Your favorite word.

I love many words but I have a soft spot for “lively” and “lilt”.

Book that got you hooked on reading/how you got hooked.

I’ve always been obsessed with reading but The Peter and the Starcatchers Series was like my shift from nicotine to heroine.

Opinion on dog-earing, margin writing, ect.

I only write in the margins of books I have to read for class/textbooks. And that’s for studying and active reading purposes. For any other situation: no.

Top 5 immediate to read in no order

A Winter’s Promise by Christelle Dabos

A Very Large Expanse of Sea by Tahereh Mafi

Crazy Rich Asians by Kevin Kwan

The Wicker King by K. Ancrum

A Darker Shade of Magic by V.E Schwab

Most underrated book you’ve read

Definitely The Foxhole Court/ All for the Game series. Fairly small fanbase for some of THE most amazing books I’ve ever read. And the memes will have you in stitches.

What is the first book that catches your eye when you look at your bookshelf?

Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell because of the exceedingly bright cover/spine haha

How do you arrange your books on your shelves?

LOL I do not have a system at all. I keep series and authors together and that’s it. Everything is placed where there is room.

You have the power to change a book’s ending. Which ending would you change and what would you make happen instead?

I’d change the end to Allegiant and SPOILERS SPOILERS not make Tris fucking die over her shitty ass brother. I know why she did it but like Veronica girl wyd with that. And I’d want the entirety of Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins to be rewritten into a book that just focused on the domestic life of Finnick and Annie and no one dies.

Favourite book cover?

This is SO HARD. Either The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer by Michelle Hodkin or Ignite Me by Tahereh Mafi

Which book from your childhood has had the most impact on you?

My entire personality was shaped by the Maxmimum Ride series by James Patterson. For better and worse.

When reading, what do you value most: writing style, characters, plot, world building, pacing, etc?

Characters. I think all of those things are essential and as I read more and more, the pickier I get, but I find myself leaning towards being a fan of a book when I become obsessed with the characters. Like hey!! New friends!!! For my brain!!!

Do you prefer buying books or borrowing them from a library/friend?

Buying them even though I shouldn’t. It’s a real problem.

What books/sequels that are being published this year are you most excited for?

SO MANY OH MY GOD

Okay some of these already came out because it’s March right now but I’ll include them anyways.

SEQUELS/ SPIN-OFFS AND SHIT

The Wicked King by Holly Black; King of Scars by Leigh Bardugo; Dream by Natalia Jaster; Chain of Gold by Cassandra Clare; The Red Scrolls of Magic by Cassandra Clare; Capturing the Devil by Kerri Maniscalco, Call Down the Hawk by Maggie Stiefvater; Defy Me by Tahereh Mafi; The Shaw Confessions #3 by Michelle Hodkin

FIRST BOOKS

The Binding by Bridget Collins; Wicked Saints by Emily A. Duncan; The Gilded Wolves by Roshani Chokshi; A Curse So Dark and Lonely by Brigid Kemmerer; Romanov by Nadine Brandes; The Infinite Noise by Lauren Shippen; The Beautiful by Renee Ahdieh

Which fictional character would you want as a sidekick?

Percy Jackson because he’s my firstborn son and one of my favourite characters of all time. He is talented, smart, hilarious, an amazing friend, and the sweetest of boys (when he isn’t the sassiest of boys).

How many books have you read so far this year?

Only 15 I am so behind :(

What’s been your favourite read so far this year?

Oh man. Gotta be Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo :)

You’re stuck on an island with a suitcase big enough to hold five books. What books are they?

I probably shouldn’t cheat and say How to Build a Boat huh

City of Bones by Cassandra Clare

Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte

The King’s Men by Nora Sakovic

Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo

The Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan

If you had to go out to dinner with any character who would it be and why? What would you talk about?

Will Herondale and we’d talk about books

Is there a book you have such a hatred for that you would throw it off of the highest tower knowing that the last copy of it will be destroyed so that not another living soul can read it or would you rather keep it and give it to someone else who might actually enjoy it?

The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne or After by Anna Todd

Do you believe books make nice decoration?

I mean. I think they should be read before used as decor but I love showing off my books so I guess both. But I don’t believe in buying books for the purpose of decoration instead of reference or reading lol

Do you listen to music when you read? Or do you need complete silence? 

I need silence or low amount of white noise. I used to read and listen to Taylor Swift when I was a kid but I can’t do it anymore.

Do you have a favorite book? If not are you in the group that believes there are too many great books out there to just choose one?

I tell people it’s City of Bones by Cassandra Clare but in all honesty no I don’t have a favourite.

Do you sleep with books under your pillow.

Nope

Do you go to the library or do you have a book buying addiction or are you one of those lucky people who is able to do both?

I do both. Mostly bookstore though.

Own any book inspired clothing?

Yes. Several items :)

Have you ever read a book in another language?

I read Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone, Tristan and Isolde, and Beauty and the Beast in French. And parts of Les Mis.

Strangest book you’ve ever read?

John Dies at the End by David Wong. Still not sure exactly what was going on. 

Favourite type of non-fiction?

Memoirs babey

Favourite non-fiction?

Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand

Favourite subject to read about?

History

Favourite book you’ve read in school?

Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte

Favourite work of Shakespeare?

Hamlet

Character you’d love as a mom or dad or guardian?

Hmm Sally Jackson, The Women of 300 Fox Way, or Tessa and Will (they totally count because The Last Hours Series)

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[all-hallows-evie]

Dont do it Evie....don't do it....

Fucking STORYTIME!!!

Buckle up cuz its a long one.

So during the first two weeks of March (yes this March, 2021) husbando and I went to Disney world.

Yes, we know it was stupid, and risky and we should know better, yes I got chewed out from EVERYONE in my family, look it was the dumbest thing I've ever done (which is saying ALOT from me) anyway...

On our first day at Hollywood studios my husband and I wore our Disney bounds, he went as Bossk and I went as Boba Fett. Even our masks were themed, like we weren't there to play. We wait in line to shop at the tiny First Order shop because I wanted binders. I think it's hilarious that they would sell something like that at a Disney park so I HAD TO HAVE THEM. The store is tiny and only one party was allowed in at the time. So when it's our turn, I grab the binders and we look around the rest of the store searching for really anything else that tickles our fancy.

It's at this point that the male cast member who is at the store takes interest in me. He asks me if I know what the symbols on my mask mean.

Of course I fucking do, I've loved Boba Fett since I was a teenager, so I point to one side and tell him, "this one's Jaster Mereel's symbol", and the one on my other side, "and a Mythosaur. I know my symbols like a good Mandalorian." Mind you, my jacket is COVERED in Mando'a patches that I have made myself. I'm learning this language and building my own fucking beskar'gam all for my LOVE of this group of people.

To which he replies, "But the real question is, is Boba Fett a real Mandalorian?"

At this point my husbando stepped in, and I will tell you why in a moment but he talked to the guy about legends and blah blah blah...

We pay for our stuff and leave. I think nothing of the exchange, the whole thing is out of my brain in seconds.

Once we far enough away my husband explodes: What the fuck was that about!?! The audacity, the nerve of that guy to sit there and quiz me! Who the fuck did he think he was?!?!?

Then it hit me.

My husband has never seen how women are treated in a space that boys have decided to occupy. And it's not just Star Wars, no, I've occupied space in anime and just general comic book spaces as well, so I'm used to it. Im used to having people question my love as just some fleeting fandom.

He was FURIOUS. This was our vacation, I shouldn't have to be on my toes at every moment expecting to be quizzed. He was also offended because, well, its me and I quote: "You probably forget more knowledge about Mandalorians than he will ever know in his entire life."

So yeah, long story short: if any punkass comes at you and says Boba Fett isn't a Mandalorian, let me know and my husband will beat the shit out of them in the name of that cast member.

Yes, he is still pissed about it. 🤭

The face when some punkass whines “Jango Fett and Boba Fett ain’t Mandalorians”

[padawansuggest]

Okay but AU where Jaster never died, Jango’s suoercommandos were never killed, Jango never went face to face with Dooku and crew (and tbh let’s just get rid of Palpatine cause he was the one that orchestrated that whole thing), Jango grew up on Mandalore as the heir apparent alongside Arla without any issues with the New Mandalorians because they all had the common goal of removing Death Watch forces, Jango eventually gets scouted to work on the cloning project but instead of it being an army they’re looking for a physically advanced null to clone so they can have a baseline for genetics testing and Jango says yes as long as 1: he gets two kiddos (Boba for him and Omega for Arla cause it amuses them and they Wanna be parents and Jaster keeps subtly mentioning grandbabies) and also that the cloners are obligated to either adopt the children out, or send them to force schools if they have a midi count, so that happens and Jango has a son and niece now, and they all just chillin till one day Boba comes home with another boy around the same age as him named Din who’s legit sooooo shy and skittish around droids but likes that the adults all immediately take him in because Boba chose him as family and so that’s the new baby and now Jango has TWO babies and they all grow up together (Omega comes home with a teenage Fennec one day and the adults are all ????? But accept that there is ANOTHER sibling) and one day young adult Din (a handsome fellow with extreme social anxiety that causes him to rarely ever take off his helmet but it’s not the Creed, it’s just his fear of people looking at him same babe same, who’s a good solo bounty hunter and and speaks like 15 languages but can’t string together a single sentence on his thoughts in any of them) wanders back to the palace (where Jango is aging but in charge of both the TM and also his ailing father who’s probably gonna outlive them all but gaining some memory issues let’s be honest) and Jango is all ‘how was work?’ And Din is all ‘??????’ *holds up green infant* and that’s when it occurred to Jango that he hasn’t seen Din in person in over a year and a half and how the FUCK did Din not mention adopting a child in all that time and Din explains that they could have found a Jedi station to drop him off at but literally whenever he tried they were followed and the kid almost grabbed again so can Jango plz call that annoying redhead Jedi he claims he doesn’t flirt with so the council member can send someone to pick up the child that he is not attached af to he promises he just thinks that Grogu is the softest most amazing most perfect absolutely precious creature in the whole universe and he’s NOT attached thanks and they send Obi-Wan (who’s reluctant to admit that his memory is going super fast and Anakin claims it’s because Obi-Wan is probably using the force to keep his hair from losing colour) and Plo who are all ‘lmao this child has BONDED with you’ and they overalls decide that Din is his dad now so he should get both hometime with the baby AND visitation rights, and Din is all ‘???????????’ And Jango is all *laughs himself sick at the idea of Din being in the Jedi temple cause Din would probably cry if a stranger spoke to him above a whisper lmao he’s gonna have to send Din with Boba or something* and now Din is wandering around the Jedi temple with Boba behind him, hiding around corners because he Saw People and ew he doesn’t want someone to look at him and then Grogu feels his presence and starts a stampede out of the garden with the other toddlers who are all ‘!!!!!!!!!!’ To see his Buir and Din is all ‘oh thank god my security blanket’ and refuses to put the baby down and little 12 year old Luke and Leia come out after them because their special mission of the day was to keep the toddlers out of Master Yoda’s herb garden and they’re all ‘👁👄👁’ at pretty Mando giving off anxiety in the force and beat the savage toddlers back to the garden and it’s a beautiful thing and Din has a baby and siblings and cousins and he’s loved and taken care of.

[kotemf]

I need that fic, no excuses. If anyone has recommendations, comment. I beg you. I literally need Jaster to give Jango a *talk* and get a few millions of bu'ade.

i'd pay real money for an au where jaster mereel gets resurrected just before the clone wars start and jango has to explain himself to his dad