#mando and baby yoda was perfect too

[current-interest-writings]

A Babys Space Halloween

Mando x reader x baby yoda 

After leaving Navarro behind to begin to look for the child's people ( even if you didnt want to give him up). you had been traveling with din since tattooine. he trusted you to look after the child and be able to fight..... even if he didn't quite like it. but thats not the point. 

it was nearing the time of year at your home planet where Halloween is taking place, pumpkins being painted or cut into jack-o-lanterns to glow in the dark of night. children and adults dressing up as characters or just dressing up in general. a time of candy and fun. it was something you missed the most of your home. and looking at your small son you wanted him to partake in this tradition as well, for as long as you had him for. and you knew you had the perfect costume for the little one. you just had to convince your riduur to let you carve pumpkins and have them on the crest for a little bit.

as you walked up behind your riduur in the cockpit he turned around to look at you through his visor. you tilted your head and gave him a sweet smile that usually ended with you getting your way. “ My dear husband, I know you are not one to follow traditions outside of your own for holidays, ( excluding the times he's tried like for Christmas). But on my home planet around this time we have a day called Halloween. I wanna know if I can bring it on the crest?” You rested a hand on his pauldron.

he tilted his head more at to look at your face and tilt his head, even though you knew what he looked like he still found comfort in wearing his bucket so you never pressured him into removing it. He sighed “ and what are apart of these tradtions of yours” you squealed in excitement and rattled off the list of things you needed.

------------------------------------time skip---------------------------------------------------

Din walked down the ramp to go gather materials needed for the ship and for you to decorate the hull of the crest. He promised to get back in three hours, which left you and the child to your own devices for a while. you looked at the child “ my little trouble maker do you want to help me with something?” He’s at your leg try to crawl up your pant leg. “I’ll take that as a yes”

You grabbed the youngling and grabbed some of the scrap pieces Din kept around the ship for emergency repairs. “Time to get to work on this costume”

A few hours later din is walking back to the ship with some pumpkin-like plants and he sees you have placed your lights back up in the Hull of the ship but these ones are purple, where you keep them he doesn't know. but he knows he hears you in the sleep area and has missed you and the child.

"hold on little one, I know he is back but you need to wait. One last finishing touch and you can show your Buir your little costume."

a few babbles can be heard from the kid as he responds to you

but a few moments later you came out from the area shielding the child from his view, you can almost feel your husband raise his eyebrow under the helmet.

you just gave him a small smile and dramatically spread your arms comically wide and said

"may I present to you the best bounty hunter in this parsec" The room door slides open

din felt his heart fill with warmth at the sight of the kid dressed like him..

grogu waddled up to his father and raised his arms

"alright cryika what next?" both of your boys look at you

" time to eat candy, stay up wayyyyyy to late and watch holo vids"

"thats it?"

'normally we would go door to door for candy, but i dont think you would be down to do that"

"alright.... which candy first"

the rest of the night was spent watching holovids and eating too mant sweets and cookies

[galaxydad]

My thoughts while watching the finale:

Fuck it up lateef

Baby Yoda????? I thought he couldn’t get through the doors

Baaah so cute

The Return…lame title but that appears to be a running theme now. I guessed the ‘R’ theme. (Also we now have ‘The Return of the Mandalorian’ and ‘The Return?’)

He’s a tiny green dot that’s so funny, why did they colour coordinate it

Mando and BY solo mission? What is this, season 2? (I am thrilled)

Why does he fly like that

This is so dumb. I am thoroughly enjoying myself so far

IG does not sound very stealthy

Axe? At the very least I love this man’s voice

YOU DON’T HAVE ANY WEAPONS???? I totally forgot about that

God I miss the beskar spear

We sold those batons at galaxy’s edge

That little droid is such a tatle tale

What are those. Are they Snokes? LMAO no never mind. Ew. Why’d he say that so casually though? Did he know Gideon had clones of himself or did I completely miss that?

Baby trauma

Oo a pretty green location. How I’ve missed those

Armourer, sorry I ever doubted you

Armourer with a jet pack

I still really hate that Bo has the darksaber lmao. But it’s fine

That trooper jet pack is so ugly

Gideon is pro life

Oooooo shiny red

Angry baby

God IG can’t catch a break

Run tiny

Grogu could definitely Force his way out of this but it’s chill

Is this their first time fighting with each other?

Mando putting his hand up the same time BY did to use the Force made me really afraid they were gonna make Mando Force Sensitivefor a second

Is she gonna lose it AGAIN

OH MY GOD BO ARE YOU KIDDING

Also RIP IG11 again, I forgot to mention

No body no crime. Idk if getting engulfed in flames counts but

Why is there still 10 minutes

Baby’s first baptism

FINALLY MANDO IS DAD YEET YEET

POP THE CHAMPANGE

SON

‘DIN’ IS THE SURNAME?????

Grogu saying hi to the mythosaur way down below

Where we goin

Are we getting more bounty hunting stories??? Actually??? Back to small scale?? Don’t tease me

A cabin?? Bounty hunting??? Finally adopted??? IG-11 back??? Why was this final 10 minute catered exactly to me

The show could end tbh I’d be fine with it

The concept art in the credits makes it look like he’s sitting on a lawn chair which I find incredibly funny

—————

Overall I agree the season felt super messy at points, and I think there was a focus and tone issue. But I went into this season waaaaay more lax compared to S2. If I didn’t like things, it became something to joke about with my friends instead of becoming genuinely heated over it. It had dumb moments, but it had moments I liked too. Far from perfect, but enjoyable enough.

[seanofbeankeep]

The Acolyte wasn’t perfect show but I enjoyed it more than most other SW stuff and watched til the end which (other than Andor and Mando) I haven’t done for the other star wars shows.

It had great potential to build on into season 2. Shame we won’t get that. Stuff like

- more action (the stunts and fights were soooo good. They should’ve released full clips online everywhere)

- less flashbacks

- it was about to explore the lore deeper

- no characters were safe tension

- continue to surprise me on character stories and plot points that I wouldn’t expect Disney to have

- I wanted to see how those character relationships changed

- giving the writers more episodes to work with because s1 was too tight imo

Few faults I felt in s1 was:

- I feel like the set design was great and beautiful, but didn’t fit with theme of the show if they wanted it to feel more dangerous and gritty (few scenes they nailed this but could’ve pushed it more or tried new look). As show was advertised as bloody. It looked like the Disney parks.

- Disney need to be less tame with gritty shows or fit it’s marketing. You can’t advertise a lightsaber with a blood streak and have a gore less show. Characters died but it was very clean vs how it was promoted to be otherwise. Audience expectations were all over the place. Tbf I am very biased horror fan with high expectations on what gritty and death is in media

- Flashbacks relied too heavily on the child actors (stop doing this to child actors SW).

- I think it tried to be too mysterious in the script early on when it didn’t need to be. Be obvious and let fans info dump lore your alluding to

- I enjoyed the characters and got their basic traits and motivations. But with cast this big it needed more episodes to give them breathing space for more depth and for audiences to connect with them more. Despite criticism the script was tight but they needed to trust the writers with more episodes. It was too tight

- this show should’ve been a binge watch by how it was written imo. Or the weekly episodes helped the lying grifters make weekly content dunking on it

Rant about SW fandom and corp stuff that let the show down

Everyone wanting it to copy Andor was insane (and feel like this show scrapped by getting s2 from Disney expectations despite fans loving it). You can’t have this everytime. It’s fun that SW can have range of genres and tones.

As someone who loves to pick apart what I like to watch, this show I held it in until now because this show was picked an apart to death. To the point where I saw stuff said that wasn’t in the show or was in past films etc. people purposely misquoting actors to stir up hate that resulted in racist harassment was awful. Dunking on Disney even when they get things good is too much of a grift now and had its own toxic fan thing.

I feel like the other shows flopping didn’t help get people watching this and the misinformation about the show online because conservatives declared war on Disney didn’t help either.

Disney pouring in too much money into productions, I’m guessing too many exec notes too and expecting them to be mega hits on season 1. Or to have baby yoda merch sales everytime. Not giving new writers or a writers room space to develop. I hope they get enough outcry they uncancel it to finish the story.

Man that blood streak poster really messed with expectations. Disney did this to some marvel shows like moon knight. Promised a darker, bloodier, grittier show. But when it’s out it feels very safe and toned down, then being rejected by this key adult audience. Since Disney still aware of their family image or wants to make it less r-rated because they think it gets less returns. They should have a ‘adult swim’ style branded app or channel if they want to get truly gritty and bloody with shows but not damage their family brand

I wouldn’t blame showrunners or actors avoiding SW since the sequels the fandom has gotten so toxic. Even if I didn’t like last two films the harassment and hate is insane. As Drizzt fan I recall hearing Salvatore got death threats for the books he wrote (that fans now say they enjoy) this has been a sour point for star wars for years the sludge venomous fans no one has really dealt with. People don’t seem to be well protected or there’s no way to push back against this toxicity and how much more racist, homophobic and misogynistic it is

[clonehub]

the dad/adoption thing works so well in TM because we see that Mando is very polite and humble beforehand already. He had issues but they weren’t unfixable, and we see that in the entire first episode its not like he’s new to like, basic manners or respect, and he’s willing to listen and help people even if at first its just for ulterior motives. 

but with tbb the first time we see hunter, he’s not doing any of that. he’s not humble, he’s not patient (not that we really see an opportunity for that) and he’s certainly not kind. he had no real personality in s7, yet he had a lot of things he needed to fix. the fact that he let his men harass Rex and co and really only tried to stop it once or twice. like he really didn’t have the capacity for fatherhood and now the crew is trying to convince us that he’s becoming a dad. something about the writing surrounding omega and hunter is so forced and empty. 

and then with Baby Yoda, he’s an infant he doesn’t need character development. they can put mando and his kid in any number of situations and and have mando get all the development he needs without worrying about Baby Yoda. but with omega, she’s like 9 or 10 years old. she talks and takes initiative. they have to develop her as well and right now she’s just a copy cat and eager to please. 

it’s like there’s really no heart in the Hunter/Omega familial relationship. Idk if im explaining this right but it’s so flat? empty? it just doesn’t fit

[lidicores]

THE MANDALORIAN SEASON 1

[mintyimperiatrix]

craving an au where everything went right and luke’s jedi order didn’t fail. he trains grogu but lets him have regular contact with mando dad (seriously what the was that), ben solo joins the order a few years later followed shortly by baby finn and baby rey, maybe throw in jacen syndulla for shits and giggles too. ezra  shows up at some point too and helps train some of the kids which luke is very grateful for. ahsoka and leia are there too but not quite in the order they just sort of vibe on the side and do their own thing. din and han bond over their kids (who are definitely besties) and mando shocks everyone by speaking perfectly fluent wookie to chewie. a few decades pass and the force ghosts of anakin, obi-wan, qui-gon and yoda are all watching proudly as the jedi flourishes into the perfect version of itself

[vanishedangels]

Clan of Warriors

Click here for First chapter

Summary: While rebuilding Mandalore, Mand'alor Din Djarin is questioned by his people because of his beliefs and origins. In the dawn of a civil war, the council resolves that The Mand'alor must join in marriage with someone close to Bo-Katan Kryze. He's forced to marry Koska Reeves and accept a loveless union. In the meantime, Din is having a secret relationship with his son's Master, Jedi Luke Skywalker, his dream of having his own clan of warriors is about to fade away.

I wrote this fic a year ago, that's why the TBOBF events are not considered.

Pairing: Din Djarin/Luke Skywalker

Characters: Din Djarin, Luke Skywalker, Grogu, Leia Organa, Cara Dune, Koska Reeves, Bo-Katan Kryze, Axe Woves. OC. Peli Motto. Fennec Shand. Boba Fett, Paz Vizsla. Owen Lars. Beru Whitesun, Han Solo, Chewbacca, Wedge Antilles.

Rating: Explicit (+18)

Warnings: Canon Typical Violence. Explicit Smut.

Tags: Canon Compliant, Post Season 2 Finale, Mutual Pining, Slow Burn, Friends To Lovers, Fluff, Angst, Demisexual Din Djarin, Top Luke Skywalker, Bottom Din Djarin, Top Din Djarin, Bottom Luke Skywalker, Protective Din Djarin, BAMF Luke Skywalker, Adorable Baby Yoda, Sassy Leia Organa, Gai Bal Manda, Blindfolds, Sub Din Undertones, Fantasies, Jealous Luke, Keldabe Kiss, Hand Jobs, Oral Sex, Praising, Jealous Din.

Chapters: 18/?

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Chapter 18: Jealousy

Unfortunately Luke was sitting next to Wedge and Din was trying to avoid looking at him, but he couldn't, his eyes were fixed on Luke, trying to hide that by pointing his helmet anywhere but at Luke.

Han didn't buy it.

"Hey, Mando." He whispered "Isn't my Luke perfect?"

What the kriff?!

"See, the kid's special, he's not only a powerful Jedi, but he's also a whole meal." Han winked at him. "The thing is, don't take it personal, everybody wants a piece of Luke."

Din woke up with Grogu sitting on his chest, baby was pocking his eyelids with his little fingers. The sound of the ship machinery and Grogu's coos bringing him out of his sleep. Gods, he haven't slept so well in ages. He reached out his hand to caress Grogu's ear "Good morning ad'ika, did you sleep well?" The kid nodded happily. "Buir slept good too." He said smiling from ear to ear.

When he was putting his armour on, Din remembered the taste of Luke in his mouth, the sounds and moans he brought out from the little Jedi's mouth, the way Luke screamed his name while he was swallowing around him, the scent of his skin, the softness, Luke's hands around him when he commanded Din to come for him. Din was so deep in.

Although he was so satisfied he tried not to jump into conclusions, he wanted to give Luke some space since he couldn't shake what little Jedi said before they hooked up "I tried, but I can't resist you."

So he left the captain's room holding Grogu against his chest, full of hope, desperate to see his Luke again. And there he was. His lover was seated at the table with his head resting on his gloved hand while he was reading on his datapad, a mug of caf in his other hand. My Luke, Din thought.

As he realized they walked in, Luke's gaze shifted from his datapad to them "Hello, there." He said with a warm smile on his lips. The breakfast was served on the table, waiting for them.

"Hi." Din said sitting Grogu on his chair and the baby started shoving some cereal inside his mouth immediately. Din walked towards Luke, finally he stood beside him and then he cupped his chin in his hand, fingers reaching his cheeks and he squeezed slightly, Luke's lips forming a beautiful O "Good morning, Mesh'la."

Luke blushed immediately, his blue eyes staring at his visor, Din squeezed him one more time. Then Luke looked at Grogu "There're children here, Din." Din pulled away and Luke looked up to meet his eyes behind the visor with a sassy smile on his lips. Oh! Those lips!

"Right." Din said and moved to sit next to Grogu.

"You know, we should go to the cockpit, we're so close to Yavin IV. Wait to see it, Din, you're gonna love it."

"Sure." In fact Din knew he would love anything that Luke loved.

Luke didn't touch him when he walked around the dinner room cleaning the table and taking care of Grogu's robes, Din was feeling miserable, but he played along.

Then as they walked into the cockpit, Din was craving for some contact, he wanted to put his arms around Luke's waist and bring him close to him, but he didn't, the pain was invading his whole being.

Luke was sitting on the copilot seat with Grogu on his lap, he was telling Din stories about the baby eating frogs under his nose, Din was laughing. "I tell you, Din, Grogu could make some good credits offering his pest control service."

Din turned his head to look at them and Luke said "We're home, Grogu!"

Home. Home?

Din looked back at the land before him, Yavin IV was there. "Hang on, we're breaking atmo." Din told them.

As they approached Luke's temple Din was overwhelmed by the sight, green forest, colourful flowers, a creek with waterfalls. Beautiful.

The second the temple appeared before their eyes, Luke was standing beside him in a blink of an eye, frowning "What? That's the Millennium Falcon! Han's still here?!"

"Han, as in your brother-in-law Han?" Din asked him.

"Yes!" Luke took Grogu in his arms. "I'm sitting now so you can land."

Solo was resting against the temple's wall as Luke, Grogu and Din walked in his direction, waiting for them.

Din shrugged slightly annoyed, he wasn't interested in meeting the infamous smuggler Han Solo. Kriff my luck, he said to himself.

~

"Han! What are you doing here?" Luke said enthusiastically as he hugged the man.

"I missed you, kid." And he looked at Din, still holding Luke, then his eyes traveled down to Grogu. "Hey! My little Froggu is here!" He released Luke and walked towards Din, Han leaned forward to caress Grogu's head "I miss you too, buddy!" Grogu cooed.

Din didn't say a word.

"And you must be The Mand'alor, Grogu's father, right?" Han was staring at Din's visor with one hand on his hip.

"I am."

"Good! I'm Leia's husband, she won't tell you that, she's regretting our marriage, so I'm telling you about it. See? You didn't know we were married, huh?" He snapped his head to look at Luke "He's not talkative."

Luke was scratching the back of his head with a discomfort smile on his lips "You didn't say why you're still here, Han."

"You asked me to bring your baby to Yavin IV, remember?" He pointed at the X-Wing next to the Millennium Falcon. "And you didn't even say 'Thanks, Han.' 'You're very kind Han.' 'How could I live without you, Han?' Yeah. Let me tell you, you couldn't kid." He said leaning forward to look at Luke's face, smiling and winking at him.

Din huffed.

"I know but, okay, first, thank you."

"You're welcome, kid."

"I meant I thought you had brought the X-Wing like a week ago."

"No, I couldn't do it earlier, sorry."

"Where's Chewie?"

"He's inside, but he didn't fly your girl all the way here."

"You did it? You couldn't, even if your life depended on it." Luke pulled an incredulous face.

"That's why I called your friend."

"What?"

Han shouted "Hey! Luke's here!" Luke looked at him frowning and smiling and then Chewbacca came out from the building making noises and hugging Luke till Din saw his little Jedi disappearing in a sea of brown fur. They loved Luke so much, he could tell, they were... Luke's clan.

When Chewie and Luke pulled apart a man emerged from behind them, Luke was impossible happy to see him "Wedge! Oh Stars! Wedge!!" He exclaimed and they hugged each other tight as Han looked at Din smiling and nodding.

Din stared at them, frozen, his head was empty, Han came close to him and staring at Grogu he asked "Hey, mandalorian, so, are you green too?"

~

The group got into the temple, Luke was walking with the man all over his lithe body still hugging him, Din was following them, and Han and Chewie were behind. Then Luke looked at them "Hey, Mando..." Kriff, Luke calling him Mando in front of these people was the right call, but still it was painful to hear him say it. "I want you to meet Wedge Antilles, Wedge this is Mando and this is his son Grogu, Grogu is my Padawan." Luke was radiant, Din never saw him as happy as that moment.

"Nice to meet you, Mando. Nice to meet you Grogu." He patted baby's head, Grogu cooed happily. Traitor, Din thought.

"Hello, Wedge." Din nodded and moved his head shifting his gaze to stare at Luke, suddenly Luke's smile was disappearing.

Din liked that, and without even thinking he handed Grogu to Chewie. "Nice to meet you, Chewie."

"He's a man of few words, Wedge." Han said patting Wedge's back "Mando, this is Chewie by the way." He added addressing Din. Chewie screamed at Din and Grogu was raising his little hands at him. "Your son and Chewie are good friends, you know, they clicked instantly."

Chewie was howling. "You hear that, Mando? He likes you already." Han said smirking at him "Good job."

Din didn't notice until then, but Luke and Wedge weren't in the room with them anymore, Din couldn't help but look around searching for Luke. Unfortunately Han was assessing him since way before "Something wrong, Mando?"

Din looked at him, without making a move "No." Han chuckled and shook his head.

"Well, Chewie and Wedge were preparing some food and I'm starving." Han was walking away. Chewie followed him. "Come Mando!"

When they were in the kitchen, Din found Luke resting against the counter talking to Wedge, he looked like a little kid, so bright, smiling, happy.

"Oh, we were preparing some lunch, but I think we're short." Wedge said looking at Din and Grogu.

"Doesn't matter, we'll make it last." Luke said.

"I won't eat." Din was sitting at the table with Grogu in his lap now. "I only ask for something for Grogu." He said caressing baby's back.

"And he'll get it, my man." Han said sitting next to him, bringing a bottle of liquor to the table.

~

Lunch was a little uncomfortable for Din, he wasn't used to spend time with a group of people around a table. Unfortunately, Luke was sitting next to Wedge and Din was trying to avoid looking at him, but he couldn't, his eyes were fixed on Luke, trying to hide that by pointing his helmet anywhere but at Luke.

Han didn't buy it.

"Hey, Mando." He whispered "Isn't my Luke perfect?"

What the kriff?!

"See, the kid's special, he's not only a powerful Jedi, but he's also a whole meal." Han winked at him. "The thing is, don't take it personal, everybody wants a piece of Luke."

"Do you want a piece of Luke?" Din deadpanned.

"Me? Nope. But, hey, I don't count. He's my brother."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Because you don't want a piece of Luke." Din sighed relieved. "You want the whole, man..." Din flinched. "And things like these..." He pointed at Luke and Wedge "Are going to happen all the time. So consider that if you ever try and make a move on him." If Solo knew, Din thought. "That said, if you break his heart I'll break your back." And he was raising his glass at Din, smiling.

When Han and Chewie left the kitchen, Luke apparently remembered that Din existed "Mando, Grogu wants to show you his room." Din looked down at the baby, he was staring up at Din, smiling and nodding.

"Sure ad'ika, I want to see it."

Grogu was excited pointing at his stuffed animals, crayons and drawings on the wall. Din stared at them, they were doodles painted in grey and green.

"Come." Luke said walking out of the kitchen and Din followed him. "Wedge, we'll we right back."

~

"Those are you two." Luke said smiling, standing next to him.

"And the yellow one right here?" Din was holding a flimsy in his hand.

"That's me."

"Looks like you." Din chuckled. "You're important to him, you know that, right Luke?"

Luke was smiling, Din caressed his cheek. Luke took his hand in his and gently removed it from his face "We have company, Din." Din didn't care as long as he heard little Jedi saying his name again.

"Kriff me! Kriff you! And kriff everything!!" They heard Han yelling from the living room. Luke walked out of Grogu's bedroom and Din ran after him.

"What's going on Han?"

"Sorry kid, I cursed inside your Temple, I know, but I need to fix my ship. Chewie didn't tell me we had a fuel leak!" Chewie howled at him. "Yeah, yeah, keep saying that!"

"I can give you a hand." Din offered.

Han raised his eyebrows "Sure, I need to fix it as fast as I can."

Luke took Grogu in his arms and Din left the building. He spent the afternoon repairing Solo's ship, every time they tested it, they found something new to fix. "This is a piece of junk, Solo."

"Hey, don't say that about my girl, Mando, she's a beauty."

Din walked out of the millennium falcon and he saw Luke and Wedge sitting against a tree, Grogu playing on the ground around them, levitating rocks, Din found that sight upsetting. At the distance, it looked like two parents with their kid, Din shook his head and tried not to think about it. Was stupid.

That night, Din excused himself and took Grogu to his room, they had dinner together. Later Luke knocked the door "Are you decent, Din?"

"You can come in now."

"Hey." Luke came close to him, Grogu was already sleeping in his bed, Din was sitting on a chair at the desk, cleaning his blaster. "Do you like it here?"

"Yes." Din was staring at his eyes. He moved his hands to take Luke by his hips. "I missed you today."

Luke chuckled "I've been here all the time."

"You know what I mean." Din said in a low-pitched voice.

Luke caressed Din's hands staring down "Yeah, Wedge is..."

Din was raising his eyebrows behind the helmet and unconsciously tightening his grip around Luke's hips.

"I haven't seen him in a long time." Luke finally added.

Din looked down.

"A former lover?" Din tried to sound like he didn't care about it.

"No, we were brothers in arms. He had my back so many times, you know... He's one of my best friends." Luke said and Din could notice some sadness in his voice.

"They're leaving tonight, the three of them. Solo told me." Luke nodded. "You're gonna miss him." Din added moving one hand to Luke's cheek, caressing him.

"You can stay here with Grogu, I'm going to say goodbye to them for you two." Luke gently pulled away from Din and left the room.

Din was confused about the way Luke acted the entire day. Give him space, Din, he said to himself. Don't push. Wait for him, Little Jedi is worth it.

[eringurumi]

Baby Yoda Pattern

Look out friends I know there are so many crochet Baby Yodas out there, and plenty of crochet Baby Yoda patterns, but I’m about to add mine to the mix!  As always, if anyone uses this pattern, please link back to my page, and tag me or send me a picture! I’ll always reblog! Like the rest of you, I’m obsessed with this little sweetie and want to see as many as humanly possible! Or tag me on insta @ erin.gurumi 

EDIT: PDF version here thanks to @romeo-wherefore-art-thou​

EDIT 2: PATTERN FOR MANDO!

From what I can tell, my pattern is one of the smallest designs out there. So, while lacking in detail (I love the tiny hands and facial features people are able to make!), the trade off is, look how SMOL he sits in my hand! Make a dozen of them! Fill a candy dish with them! Put one in the manger of your Nativity scene!

So, the secret to a tiny Yoda is, in part, using tiny yarn. I had this perfect ball of light green yarn in my stash and I have no idea what it is or where I got it (possibly inherited from my grandma?), but you can see it here compared to the Red Heart Super Saver “Buff Fleck” yarn I used for his coat. Also, for his head and ears, I used a 2.5mm crochet hook, while for the body I used a 3mm crochet hook. I think it makes a difference! I’m vaguely curious if this pattern could scale up, maybe with worsted weight for the head and a chunky yarn for the body?

^ Head: 

To make sure his head has a more oval shape, I didn’t do multiple rows of the widest diameter (counter-intuitively, to crochet a sphere, you need multiple rows of the widest diameter, it’s just some property of how the yarn stretches!)  

6 sc in a magic circle

inc 6x to make 12 stitches  

(1 sc, inc) 6x to make 18 stitches

(2 sc, inc) 6x to make 24 stitches

(2 sc, dec) 6x to make 18 stitches

Add 6 mm eyes between last two row, stuff

(1 sc, dec) 6x to make 12 stitches

dec until closed off

^ Ears:

 This is a challenging one since you are working with such few stitches. When making a narrow cone like this, I find it helps to stick my hook into the cup and press it out, to make a more sharp point and better expose the stitches I need to work with.

3 sc in a magic circle

inc 1 to make 4 stitches

(sc, inc) 2x to make 6 stitches

2 rows of 6 sc

flatten ears and sew shut

Sew the ears to each side of the head, making sure they stick out mostly horizontally. Having them too high on the head really changes the silhouette and makes him look less Yoda-like! 

^ Coat:

As you can see, I was actually experimenting on his little potato sack at the same time I was working on the head, because I wanted them to have good proportions to each other. I ultimately went with a slightly larger size than you see here. I know in amigurumi often the head is much much bigger than the body, but here I wanted him to still look a bit like he was swimming in his cute little sack.

foundation single crochet 14

connect the ends in a loop

sc 14

sc 13 (decrease once in back)

sc 12 (decrease once in back)

tie off leaving a long end

^ Collar: 

This is such a crazy important piece of his costume! I wanted him to look cozy and snug but not TOO tightly wrapped up. I didn’t get a good picture of the collar pre-attached, but it really is so simple:

chain 14, turn, chain 2

double crochet in second chain, then 13 double crochets across

I would recommend experimenting with the number of stitches though, depending on how tight they are - you want it to be able to wrap around the neck of the coat with a little left over to form the overlap. To attach the collar, I carefully sewed it AROUND THE OUTSIDE of the main body of the cloak, NOT directly to the top of the coat, as then you can’t attach his head! 

Here’s the two coat/collar combos I experimented with, which was possible since I attached the collar before I attached the head. I don’t think that’s strictly necessary, as it does make sewing on the head harder because you have to reach down through the collar (making sure the head attached to the coat, not the collar!). But it is doable! (The smaller body had 12 stitches in diameter at the base of the coat, and the smaller collar and half double crochets - I just think it looked more squished and messy.)

As for stuffing his body - I kinda didn’t! there were enough loose ends of the various yarns that basically tucking them in provided enough structure - he doesn’t have any feet (it would be easy to make some though, if you wanted), but he actually stands up great like this! 

I mean, he stands up great, but don’t think that means he doesn’t also love to be picked up and held! This is a better view of the back of his collar, which comes up so cute and snug around his ears!

That’s it for Baby Yoda! Good luck and please feel free to ask if you have any questions! If you make a little guy, pleeese share a pic with me! I can’t get enough of him! And, if there is some interest in the pattern for Best Space Dad the Mandalorian, I may write that up later! They are so cute with each other!!

[merrysithmas]

@obiwanobi hi!! I saw your tags and wanted to type you out a response! It was gonna be short LOL.

So - why I dislike the Mandalorian culture (and thus shows and arcs focusing on them/Mando characters). I dislike them for the exact reasons you've pointed out in your tags!

Note: this isn't hate! i'm really happy people like what they like and I think it's awesome! Mandalorians just are not my personal favs.

1) I find all of their endless wars and fighting and little bad-blood clan fights very boring and borish. I don't like any media that has that as the backbone - it's dull and unfulfilling to me. Game of Thrones, Viking shows, Medieval shit... no. It's the competitiveness that I find very distasteful and dull. Vying for territory and honor stuff? Puts me to sleep. I think find the characters to be like... simple and unlikeable. It's why I greatly prefer stories about the Jedi, the monks like Chirrut, characters like Kanan, or conflicted characters like Anakin who struggle to do good but have a heavy conscience (despite evil deeds). When Vader does smth bad you know Anakin is inside paying for it - that's part of why it's so gleeful to watch him do bad stuff. He never really gets away with it. The Mandalorians on the other hand glorify violence and death and I think it's ugly and frankly I hate watching it. Not my cup of tea.

2) I find weapons repulsive and agree with Obi-wan "how uncivilized". The Jedi saber & how long it takes to properly master is much more my area. Or say, Han who uses a blaster as a failsafe. The Mandos: A culture that glamorizes, or worse, diefies weapons ("Weapons are my religion") I truly find disgusting. It reminds me very much of modern-day conservative USA and I am not at all surprised the show is...very popular for this reason. Again? Not my cup of tea.

3) I LOVE SATINE KRYZE! I think she was the only decent Mandalorian, a true hero, one of the coolest & bravest characters in Star Wars, and the perfect never-would-have-worked-between-us for Obi-wan! Can you see Obi-wan, man of righteous morals and service living alongside warsome Mandalorians, even if he abandoned his life's calling for Satine? HELL no. He loved Satine because she had a voice and literally unheard of bravery in the face of her culture's toxic traits. Obi-wan would've keeled over from boredom and his eyes would've rolled so far back in his head he would've lost them every time Whoever The Fuck from Clan Scalpthem threw another brick through their window or challenged someone to the zillionth duel that week (can't he just read a chapter in his book???) He and Satine were FAR TOO alike and made a great We Respect Each Other Too Much To Do This dynamic while staying true to themselves so hard they had to genuinely walk away & and prioritize themselves. Damn. That's cool.

4) I feel the IRL obsession/phenomenon with the Mandalorian comes down to two things imo - ppl who like Baby Yoda/Dad Mando (valid), and otherwise its fans who are weapons-obsessed toxic dudebros who stomp and cry about everything else and then piss themselves with joy whenever ppl are getting mindlessly gutted on screen. It's why I feel Mando is so popular and other media such as TBOBF (he's a good man, sworn off senseless violence), OWK (introspective show based on emotional and psychological connection btw Obi and Ani), TLJ & Rey in general (a woman with feelings & power) gets shit on by dudebro Star Wars fans and they salivate over Mando.

Don't get me wrong! I think Din is a good character! I like watching him & the show! I find his religious arc that competes with something he discovers is just as important to him (Grogu) very compelling and sweet honestly! I enjoy his timidness and chivalry compared to the other Mandos who are not at all as noble as he is. I enjoy the tragedy of obviously him eventually dying for Grogu/Grogu outliving him by hundreds of years - it's great! But Mandalorians in general? No.

Do I think the show is the best written or filmed? No. I don't like Mandalore or their culture. I find them extremely unlikeable, and I don't like the really transparent worship of the show by the cismen gatekeeping fans whose senselessly and grossly loudly complain about literally everything else for NO reason.

Like sure - you don't have to like stuff! But stop screaming over everyone else, and stop ruining things for others.

I see sooo many SW articles about non-Mando shows like "this show is pointless" "this arc is pointless" "exploring this period is pointless" "why can't this be more like the Mandalorian" "this isn't good" like..... ok.... TO YOU?? but there are a TON of other people who are actual FANS of Star Wars and want to see their favs from the movies do ANYTHING.

That IS the point of the other shows.

So yeah, lol, my mix of reasons for finding Mandalorians and their culture extremely annoying. Legit though: No hate if you like them! It's all cool. Everyone likes diff stuff for diff reasons and I completely respect that.

[nimata-beroya]

TBoBF review ~ Chapter 6: From the Desert Comes a Stranger

I'll be honest, I'm disappointed with the episode. It's not like it was a bad episode, there was plenty of great stuff in it, but most of that had a place for another time and another show. When they say TBoBF was going to be Mando season 2.5, they weren't kidding. 

My review is long and full of spoilers (so goes under the cut) but unlike most times, this one is full of complaints as well. You've been warned.

Let's get into it.

THINGS THAT I THINK WERE GREAT

I've been saying all along that Cobb Vanth needed to be in this. It's pretty obvious since he's in Tatooine, sheriff of the only other town we know of, and Din's friend, so yeah. I was happy to see him. Also, that he said he was being more careful since he has no more armor. That is until Cad Bane (live-action Cad Bane!!!! Aaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!) came along and shot him. Although I don't think he's dead. The deputy certainly is (and I'm not sorry for him. It's all his fault. If he had stayed out as Cobb told him, the story could've ended differently)

Grogu!! Of course, I loved to see him. I missed that green little gremlin so much, but I'd have been satisfied with a short training scene with him. Although, I admit I loved watching him twirling in the air and trying to eat frogs (let him have one please). I laughed so hard when he tried to jump the first time. He did exactly what I thought he would. And playing with the training remote as a ball, which was also what I expected 🤣🤣🤣

Luke's CGI face improved from last time. It's not perfect the lips/voice synchronization but way better than in the season 2 finale of the Mandalorian

Din, being the comedy king as usual 😆

Mentions of Yoda and Anakin. 

Cad Bane!!! I can't believe he is in live-action. And that duel was so good!! I couldn't stop thinking about the end of episode 8 of the bad batch.

LIST OF COMPLAINTS

Yesterday, I made a prediction for this episode (I got it half right... More like ¼ right) and the thing I asked them NOT to do was exactly what they did. I think they could keep the scenes with Luke and Grogu shorter or leave them for season 3. If last week I was in heaven because I got a whole episode with Din (my withdrawal from him had been too long, too hard to bear), this week I'm disappointed with how much time was spent on him, Grogu, Luke, and Ahsoka. I mean, I understand that they are setting up to begin season 3 with Din and Grogu together again (because that's what the baby will choose. I always said that the kid is bound to return to Din eventually) but they could have executed it better. Maybe at a different pace. 

I think it could've been interesting if they had split up everything in episode 5 and half of episode 6 as sort of post-ending-credit scenes since the first episode. Also restructured the rest of the episodes so Boba appeared in each one of them. That way, they would've set up everything for the Mandalorian and kept everyone happy watching the main character of the show IN the show. 

Because what they did today was too much. Totally pathetic, allowing Boba to appear the grand total of 1 minute 9 seconds out of 45 minutes that the episode lasts for, and he didn't say anything, not one word. To me, it's so much worse than not having Boba in the episode at all.

Another thing that bothers me a lot is Luke following the whole no-attachment rule. Since when?!! Wasn't he really chill about it? And why Grogu can't be a Jedi AND a Mandalorian? It's not that there's not a precedent. Just one, I'll give them that, but it's possible.

I don't know why so many confuse attachment with love? Those are 2 different things. You can HATE and feel attachment like Maul had for Obi-Wan. That was the kind of attachment everyone should be vigilant of. You can also love and have no attachment for someone or something. The attachment that the Jedi warn about is the incapability of letting go, not to feel love.

Do you know who is not like that? Din! Sure, he misses his son and wants to see him, but as soon as he realizes what's best for Grogu, he does it, no matter how it hurts, no matter if it breaks his heart, no matter the rules he has to break. Even if that means walking away from him. Who else had a good balance with the attachment thing? Kanan Jarrus. He'd have been the perfect master for Grogu. Maybe we can get Ezra to pitch a piece of advice or 2 once he's found.

Ahsoka is a little hypocritical in my opinion. Doesn't she realize that her fear of Grogu turning like Anakin is because of her attachment to her former master?! And she didn't let Din and Grogu see each other!!! How dare she??!! 

And what the hell is she doing there? Shouldn't she (and Sabine) be looking for Ezra?!!! 

SPECIAL MENTIONS

Luke didn't need to make Grogu remember order 66!! Wtf?!! That scene destroyed me, not only because precious Grogu is reliving his trauma but also, as I watched it, I couldn't stop thinking about who those specific clones were!! Did we know them by name? My poor babies, doing something heinous unable to stop themselves 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 

And I can't believe they blew up Sanctuary!!!! They kill Madam Garsa and the twi'lek servers. Why?!!! Was Max Rebo there? I saw the other guy, the one with the trumpet, but not Max. Could have he survived another explosion? 

I wanted to smack the back of Luke's head!! I was like Don't give Grogu ideas about talking in riddles!!! (Well, someday when he starts talking) 😆

I should be super excited for the finale but after this episode, I'm not holding my hopes up. Maybe, that's better. With no expectations, you can't be disappointed.

[not-so-mundane-after-all]

After proessing this episode and seeing people's reactions over these past few hours...

Am I the only one who actually feels hopeful after that finale?

Yes, of course Din letting Grogu go broke my heart into a million little pieces and of course I'd want them to stay together. But this was the ending most of us expected, even if we didn't want this to happen. Din's mission for this season was to reunite the child with its kind and that's exactly what he has done.

Luke showing up, as awesome as it was, threw me off guard mostly because I thought a character like Luke Skywalker is simply too huge to put in this show. Nearly untouchable at this point. The appearances of Ahsoka Tano and Boba Fett already felt like Din was being overshadowed, so I didn't think they would do this. Until the moment he revealed his face I thought it's gonna be Ezra, Cal Ketsis or some new character - a person who got Grogu out of the Temple when the Jedi Order fell and somehow survived all these years.

The reason I'm feeling hopeful is because I see some kind of a pattern in how the story goes, following a path of character development. Because as important as the plot is, this story doesn't feel plot-driven to me, it's character-driven.

Season 1 told the story of how father and son, two lonely souls, found each other and formed a bond.

Season 2 made them realize what they mean to each other and what are they willing to do for one another - Din breaking the Creed and revealing his face so he can save his son and Grogu deciding to leave with Luke and train, so he can make sure his growing but uncontrolled abilities mixed with his strong attachment to his father won't be the reason Din gets hurt. Remember what Ahsoka said? "Grogu will choose his own path." It didn't happen at that seeing stone. It happened in the finale. Grogu made his choice and Din let him.

And I believe season 3 will focus of their separate character growth, both of them coming to terms with their own identites. Grogu will learn the ways of the Jedi and how to master his power in the right way. Din, now being crowned the ruler of Mandalore despite not wanting it in the first place will have to come to terms with his identity as a Mandalorian, how he feels about it and about himself, how his upbringing as The Child of The Watch fits into all of this and maybe consider the posibility to live outside of it. Once they both deal with that, they will reunite - either on purpose or because the fate will bring them together again when they least expect it. Who knows? Maybe we'll even get a parallel to the pilot episode?

As for the behind-the-scenes stuff, I'm not worried either.

Boba Fett SPIN OFF (because this is a spin off guys, chill) was announced this way to avoid spoilers (although I admit the way it was done brought out a good amount of confusion in me). It is NOT season 3. It's its own thing.

Grogu is NOT OFF THE SHOW. You really think those greedy bastards at Disney will let go of the one thing that brings them the most money right now, not just from streaming views and ratings but from toys and merchandise, stuff they harvest the most money from? BABY YODA IS EVERYWHERE, EVEN IN THE COUNTRIES THAT DON'T HAVE DISNEY+ YET (*waves my hand from Poland where Disney+ is basically nothing but a myth but Baby Yoda plushies are at every fucking supermarket and they are expensive af*) You really think they are just gonna put a high-tech puppet worth MILLIONS of dollars into a box and stash it somewhere in a warehouse? NOPE.

I also don't think we're gonna see Luke around that much. Why? I think money, again. It looks like they used the same technology that brought us young Leia and Tarkin in Rogue One. The Mandalorian's budget is already huge, but I feel this is something they needed to put some extra money out for. And didn't Mark Hamill said after TRoS that he's basically done with Luke? So how did they got him here? Was he on set? Was it just a body double while Mark recorded his lines and they mixed it so he could sound younger? Or maybe they went through his works, took voice samples and put his lines together this way? Who knows. I hope they reveal it in the making-of special on 25th.

Plus, with all those new live action and animated series recently announced, Disney won't be pumping all its money into Mando.

Now it all depends on the writing. There are some things I would add or extend this season. It wasn't perfect but nothing ever is.

All we gotta do now is wait (and not waste our energy on overthinking)

[thelvadams]

yes!! i totally agree with you on everything you said omg i did really love that whole battle with the elites on madrigal, like you can definitely tell when it switched to CGI with the mjolnir suits but i loved it because they made them move like it was a video game, it was so fun to see that!! and i did not expect just straight out of the gate with kwan ha and her friends, to see the brutality of the covenant weapons, i gasped when her first friend got hit 😭 and yes, i love the fact they are finally showing the insurrectionists side of the war too and like you said, how they don't shy away from the atrocities the UNSC & chief have commited. i'm very excited to see where kwan and chief's relationship goes too because i just love the trope of battle worn man adopting a young teen (mando & baby yoda, geralt & ciri, etc.), which john was already showing an affection for kwan by disobeying the article 72 :') AND THE KEYES!!!!! AH i love the casting for those two, olive gray and danny sapani are great as miranda & jacob <3 yeah i have no idea what they are gonna do with makee but her story definitely seems like an interesting one i am excited to learn more about!! AND JOHN FACE REVEAL AAAAAAAAA IT WAS SO PERFECT like he absolutely would do that and i'm so glad the showrunners said fuck the dudebros and took off his helmet (AS IF HE DOESN'T DO THAT A BUNCH IN THE BOOKS AND IN THE GAMES????) (i apologize for gushing in your inbox but AH i just love this show already and i don't have anyone to talk to about it so i hope you don't mind 😭❤️)

no need to apologise, i agree with a lot of what you said and it's nice to hear your thoughts! i just talked a bit about the face reveal in this ask here. I hadn't even thought about the comparison between chief/kwan being similar to geralt/ciri - i hope they have plenty of interactions throughout the season, it'd be a great way to further explore the insurrectionist point of view for a change.

and yes, i am definitely excited to see what they do with the Keyes family! Miranda seems like she is going to be the human voice of reason amidst the darker intentions of the rest of the UNSC in scenes like the article 72 discussion. And Keyes himself is one of my favourite characters in the main timeline so I'm looking forward to what he does during the show (i'm curious if he was as involved with recruiting the Spartan II candidates as he was in the core canon - i'd like to see if he interacts with John or any of the other Spartans at some stage)

[dindjarindiaries]

I always find criticism of S2 opening up to more characters/"not being as good as S1 bc it wasn't as self-contained" interesting because it always seemed... inevitable to me that Din was going to become a much larger part of the SW universe? As soon as we saw the Darksaber, I figured Mandalore and/or leadership were plot points that were bound to come up. As fantastic as Din and Grogu's relationship is, having them evade bad guys any longer than they were would've become extremely redundant.

Exactly, especially with how compelling season one was to not just the Star Wars fandom, but also to casual viewers. There’s no way Mando was going to come across a “baby Yoda” and not have deeper connections to other characters in the Star Wars universe. Plus, having a show called The Mandalorian and not bringing in famously Mandalorian characters like Bo-Katan Kryze and Sabine Wren? It would’ve been a huge let-down for the fans.

The goal of this show, too, is to help us connect the world of the original trilogy to the sequel trilogy. In doing so, we all want to know where those animated characters from around the prequel trilogy and around the original trilogy ended up at this point in the timeline. The Mandalorian is the perfect space for that to happen.

Perhaps it was just me and my ability to hyperfixate on Mando, but I never felt that he was being treated as a “supporting character in his own show.” Every episode was still centered around him and his journey to get Grogu reunited with his people in season two, even with these other characters coming along for the ride.

[ohwaitimthewriter]

Burcyan (friendship, close bond)

Pairing : Din Djarin x reader

Warning : none but cuteness. 

Requested by @youreallystirmyfry​ : Hi! I saw that you’re doing Mandalorian requests. If you have time and you’d like to could you please write me something? A Mando x reader one shot where the reader has a really strong connection with baby Yoda bc they are force sensitive. Din doesn’t know, he just sees them being motherly and is slowly falling for the reader. In Chapter 4 when they are taking down the AT-ST Din is in the firing line and the reader steps in and absolutely decimates the AT-ST with the force and passes out from being exhausted. The reader wakes to find Din taking care off her and it’s just super fluffy. Tysm! 

Words : 1359

A/n : Here it goes! I hope it will fit your expectations! I’m sorry if you spot any odd sentences, English isn’t my native language. Enjoy your reading! 

Masterlist. // The Mandalorian Masterlist. 

Din was known among the Mandalorians for his quick wit. He understood things quickly, he could anticipate the slightest gestures, analyze the intentions of others in a very short time, but there was one thing that remained a mystery to him: what connected you to this little green womb rat. 

Not that he wasn't attached to that baby, after all he had done to keep him safe, it would be crazy to say otherwise, but you. There was something special about you. Something unusual between you and this little boy. 

Since he arrived in Sorgan, the child had set his heart on you. He wouldn't let you go and if Din was suspicious of you at first, he quickly understood that you only wanted to make his boy happy. 

And Din spent his time watching you play with the child. He would leave the window of the shed open and spend hours watching the boy play with you. This fascinated him, in fact.

You let the child play with your hair and then, you gently laughed at him when you understood what he was desperately trying to do: braid your hair. The child must have seen the little girls in the village do it and probably wanted to try it back because he thought it was fun. However, with his tiny hands and three small fingers, it was impossible for him to separate the strands of your hair and assemble them in the right order. When he finished, your hair was intertwined between two big strands and you already knew that untangling them was not going to be an easy task. 

Din admired your patience. He had imagined himself in your place, having to endure this capillary tragedy, and he had come to the conclusion that he would never have let the boy finish this disaster. He watched you grab the child and put him on your lap. You leaned over to his ear to whisper something to him and the boy started to smile as he wiggled his little legs, captivated by what you were telling him. 

One detail caught Din's attention. If you looked closer, you could see that the child had grabbed your hand, his little fingers had rolled up and were holding your finger tightly. He held on tight and you had tenderly closed your hand around his. 

Din didn't realize it, but he had just leaned against the window sill. He was so captivated by your exchange that he didn't hear Cara come in until she spoke. 

" Careful, the Beskar is melting." 

"What?"

Din turned to Cara. She looked at him, an eyebrow raised and a dancing smile on the corner of her lips. 

"I don't like it when you have that look." He said. 

"What look?"

"The one who says 'I just made a leap to the situation and I'm fine with that."

"It's just an observation." She said. 

"You're not a good observer." He said.

"You don't even know what is my observation."

"No need, your face is saying too much." he stated. 

She raised her hands as if she was surrendering and turned away. 

"We leave in 10 minutes, that's all I wanted to tell you. "she said on the doorstep. 

He had almost forgotten the mission. He took one last glance outside and suddenly thought he was going into cardiac arrest when you were no longer playing with the child outside. He almost jumped out of the window to look for you and the boy when he heard a shy "knock, knock" from your voice.

Din turned to the door to see you with the child hanging on your leg. A sigh of relief seized him and he came to you. 

"I have a small package for you." You say, with a smile on your face.

Din was having trouble taking his eyes off you and for some reason, his mouth no longer seemed to want to cooperate like the civilized being that Din was. The child walked up to him and you were about to leave, waving to him to say goodbye when Din finally decided to talk. 

"Thank you." 

"Good luck for tonight." You replied. 

You smiled at him before you left. Din watched you walk away before looking down at the child who started cooing gently. 

"No, she won't be your mother." He said annoyed. 

He knew it, it was a desperate attempt to convince himself otherwise. However, he could no longer take the time to think about it, a mission was waiting for him and he was determined to accomplish it.

                    —————————————————————

Din was known among the Mandalorians for his quick wit. And he didn't see that coming. He didn't see you coming. Everything had happened in a moment. The AT-ST, Din in his line of fire, and you. You had none of it. You couldn't let that evil thing kill Din. This machine, you had destroyed it, thanks to the Force, and piece by piece. This machine was nothing more than a can.

And Din didn't see that coming. However, everything suddenly became logical. The child who adopted you from day one, the bond that united you both. A little smile appeared on his lips. You were even more amazing than he already thought. 

You slept peacefully, using the Force had drained your resources. He had already seen it with the child. Din looked at you and admired every feature of your face. 

You saved his life. 

When you collapsed from exhaustion, he took care of you. He had made sure that you stayed warm and that you were in a calm place to recover your strength. He had trouble keeping the child away from you. He hadn't succeeded, by the way. 

The child had been lying next to you and had not moved since. Just like Din. He stayed by your bedside to make sure you had everything you needed and wait for you to wake up. 

Something about you was different. Apart from the Force, of course, something attracted Din more than he would have expected. You were important. He knew it now. But to what extent? He didn't know that. 

He was watching you when you woke up from your long sleep. He straightened up and looked at you.

"Are you okay? "He asked. 

You rubbed your eyes to get rid of the last signs of sleep before you looked at him, your head still numb.

"I think so, yes, I'm fine. "You said. 

Din didn't realize he was so worried. He felt his shoulders relax and without really thinking about it, he grabbed your hand from his gloved ones, holding it tightly. His head came to rest carefully on both of your hands, the cold beskar tickling your skin. He sighed to release the tension that had secretly accumulated throughout his body system, then he lifted his head up again to look at you. 

"You saved my life. "He said. "I don't know what I would have done... the kid would have been heartbroken if you hadn't woken up. "He corrected. 

Your eyes glanced down towards the child who was sleeping against you. A little smile appeared on your lips. 

"The main thing is that he's fine. " You answered. 

"Yes indeed. »

Soon, you both turned your eyes to the door when it opened, as Cara entered. Din had not let go of your hand, he wanted to keep it warm between his own and Din quickly spotted Cara's gaze as it wandered from your hands intertwined to your faces. A satisfied smile glued to her face as she watches this perfect picture.  

"Don't you dare..." Din began. 

"The ideal family, I knew it. " Cara observed. 

Din sighed deeply, distraught by Cara's words. Somehow he was not displeased with the thought, but he didn't feel the courage to take any first steps at the moment.

"I think... I think we can start by being friends. "You stammered and had all the trouble in the world holding your cheeks from blushing. 

Din turned to you and even if you couldn't see it, he was smiling.

“burcyan, that’s a great start.” He promised.

[certifiedskywalker]

No Grave - Dyn Jarren (The Mandalorian)

Anonymous said:

Hello, Hope you’re having a good day! Just was that you’re looking for requests for the Mandalorian? If that’s not the case then feel free to disregard this ask! I was wondering if it would be possible to request a fic in which Mando is injured and he needs to call upon the help of his old friend, the reader, who he doesn’t want to bother but can’t fix himself so they just sorta patch him up, coo over Baby Yoda and are just really happy to see him? Just a tropey af & fluffy af fic? Thank you sm

AN: First, you’re so polite?! I love you! Second, I love your request but this leans into more romance than you described because I’ve been listening to Hozier. I hope that’s okay! Also, I call him Dyn Jarren, as Pedro Pascal leaked!

The fall from the Jawa’s trading post broke him in more ways than one. 

Dyn Jarren had been in pain before. Training in the tribe had acquainted him with every weakness of the human body, his body. Before that, on Mandalore, on his home in the Outer Rim, he had been shown the human capacity for cruelty and the faces of his people twisted up in agony. The entirety of his life, every curve of every path, had been marked by some sort of pain. It was the one constant; no matter what planet, bounty, or standard year, hurt, in some capacity, lingered around each corner. 

Yet, Dyn Jarren had never felt pain like this. It felt like his entire body was set aflame, burning from the inside out. The slash in his arm was much deeper, much longer than he had thought and his head was still ringing from the fall. He laid in the dirt with his eyes closed, carefully moving his fingers and toes to make sure he wasn’t paralyzed. Thank the Maker he wasn’t, but each micromovement brought with it a new wave of strained misery.

He grit his teeth and forced himself to sit up. The moment Dyn curled his abdomen and used his arms to support himself, his chest screamed in pain. Broken ribs and a dislocated shoulder. What a curse it is to be so attuned to his body’s every ache. He reached up and pulled his left shoulder back into its socket. The bones made a horrible scraping sound that was only drowned out by his grunts of pain.

“Chit!” 

The curse fell from his lips when he sat back. After a few labored breaths, he laid down in the spot where he had landed hours before. He would have stayed there too, spread out on the dark earth, if it wasn’t for a small ‘coo’ that reached his ears. In a flash, a spasm so quick that his wounds shouted in angry protest, the Mandalorian looked to the side and met the shining, expectant eyes of the Child. 

“Ugh,” Dyn moved to stand and he felt his legs shake beneath him. The Child cocked it’s small, green head to the side with its large ears turned down. “What?”

The Child only gurgled and the Mandalorian sighed heavily. The breath stung his lungs and he bit back a groan. Each step he took a new sharp stab raced through his body. Dyn looked out along the horizon, saw the setting sun, and nearly fell to his knees.  

They needed to find shelter. Maybe, if he could make it, they could stay at Kuiil’s moisture farm. Although, he had put enough on the older man, taken too much of his time. Staying at his hut would put him, his freedom, and the Child at risk. Dyn looked behind him and watched the nursery pod following after him. The Child’s eyes were wide, almost all-seeing. A twinge of guilt racked the Mandalorian’s chest.

He had taken the job and here he was, bleeding, stumbling to some intangible end. Without a ship, he was stranded, with a child no less, on a desert planet, dying slowly. At the thought of death, he fell. The impact knocked the wind out of him and his armor did nothing to dull the sting. He rolled onto his back and let out a groan.

The pink-orange sky was now fading into a wonderful purple color; and for a moment, the pain ebbed away. For a moment, Dyn forgot where he was and why he was there. For that perfect moment, he was back with the tribe. He was outside, watching the orange flames of a bonfire raging up towards the night sky. He saw the faces of the people who had taken him in, raised him, and trained him.

He saw Y/N.

He saw the eyes, the face he knew better than his own. He saw the familiar grin and felt the heat that Y/N never ceased to stir up within him. The memories danced in the darkness of his mind, reminding him of a time when he smiled. When had he last smiled? When he was a Foundling? Maybe? When was the last time he saw Y/N?

Ever since Y/N, ever since he left, Dyn had thrown himself into the job. Bounty hunting became all he did and all he told himself he wanted. Yet, it was still Y/N he thought of when faced with the sunset. Especially one as beautiful as the one that danced above him now.

Dyn felt wetness slip from his eyes when he moved to sit up, but he wasn’t sure for which ache the tears were shed. A surge of pain ripped up his side as he leaned back against the rock face. The Child watched him, ever curious eyes glinting under the soft light of dusk. He let his head lull against the stone as he studied the green creature. So much strangeness and death surrounded the little being; including himself. 

In spite of that, he was compelled to keep it alive. He shifted once more, grunting through the ache of his body, and aimed his hand at a nearby bush. With the simple flick of his finger, flames roared out of the canister at his wrist. The brittlebush went up in flames and, he hoped, it would burn long enough to keep the Child warm. 

It cooed at the sight of the fire, clapping it’s little hands together in joy before looking back at Dyn. For a second, the creature looked...sorry. The Mandalorian leaned back against the rocks and sighed. He lifted his hand once more, but this time, uttered a simple command. 

“Show me Y/N.”

The image he didn’t let himself look at opened. A hologram of Y/N’s form, a digital portrait of the one person Dyn could not let himself have. At least not in this life. Life on the road, a life of killing, a life of pain...that was no life. No, not this life; part of him would be happy to leave it behind. 

Dyn heard a small set of footfalls as he studied the picture, but he was too lost in memories to care. No longer did he care how long he had left to live. All he knew was that he wanted to see Y/N one last time. Slowly, like falling asleep, the Mandalorian closed his eyes. The burning pain that once gripped his body gave way to cold darkness as the Child shuffled closer to the glowing image with all the wonder of a young soul. 

Dyn woke up scared for the second time in his life. Warmth was everywhere, kissing every inch of his body. The pain was gone, replaced by the sun. His skin felt tight under the rays of light and he could feel the heat gathering on his cheeks. The last time had had the sun on his face…

On instinct, he reached up towards his face. When his palm met the flesh of his face, he yanked his hand away. It was as if the softness stung him. His face was a reminder of everything he had swallowed, pushed down, and ignored for years. Now, it was exposed and every feeling was bubbling up to the surface.

“You’re up.”

Dyn swung his head to his right and swore that he was dreaming. He must be because Y/N was there, looking at him with those eyes. It must all be some fevered dream. Whatever infection his wounds had fostered were now taunting him. It had to be that.

“I don’t want to know what happened,” Y/N said, hands raised as if to stop Dyn from speaking. “And I really don’t want to know why you have a baby with you either.”

“How did you get here?” Dyn was almost surprised by the sound of his own voice, unaltered by the modulator in the helmet. Yet, that was the least shocking thing to him in the moment. He was still caught on Y/N.

“You sent me a beacon,” Y/N said simply. “Wasn’t hard to find you then. All I did was look for smoke plumes.” Y/N gestured to the burning bush, now blackened by the heat and acting as a new playground for the Child.

“I didn’t send for you,” Dyn said, dark eyes glued to the Child. Y/N scoffed and Dyn looked over at his...friend? Could they even call each other that?

“I’m here anyway,” Y/N snapped, and Dyn tore his eyes from the Child to look up. “What? Do you…” Y/N now looked at the Child and then back to Dyn. “You think that little thing called me? On your comm? Does it even know how to use a transmitter?”

Dyn’s face flushed as his last-night thoughts returned to him. “I thought I was going to…”

“What?” Y/N shuffled closer. Sand was kicked up by boots and Dyn remembered all to vividly what had happened. He had opened Y/N’s file, the portrait, and, with it, her information. Dyn glanced over at the Child once more who, almost smiling, looked from the Mandalorian to Y/N, then back again.

“It doesn’t matter,” Dyn grumbled and started to get back to his feet. “I have to-”

“You have to stay still,” Y/N interrupted, hands extended and gently pushing down on Dyn’s shoulders. The touch sent Dyn back to a room, on a planet, to safety and warmth. He could almost feel the softness of a bed below him the moment Y/N met his gaze. Y/N must have felt it too, because the touch was pulled away before Dyn had a chance to savor it. Instead, he was left with a question gnawing at his mind.

“Why did you come?” 

Y/N sat back on the dirt, staring at Dyn with curious eyes. If it weren’t for the fact that the Child stumbled up and pulled on Y/N’s sleeve, Dyn was sure he would have gotten an answer right then.

With the Child, Y/N got distracted. Dyn watched the scene that unfolded before him with unabashed awe. Y/N, carefully, took the Child up in arms and the little creature snuggled close. For a second, Dyn forgot that they had to be on the run; that the Child was part of a hefty bounty. Dyn, in that moment, saw another sunset and Y/N’s smile.

“It’s fifty years old.”

“What?”

Dyn raised his brows, pointed them towards the Child still swaddled in Y/N’s embrace. “That is fifty years old.”

“I don’t…”

“Some species age differently,” Dyn repeated what the guild droid had said and gauged Y/N’s reaction. The Child, however, seemed wholly unaffected by the knowledge.

“But it’s...it’s a child, a baby.” Y/N rambled, now holding the Child out in the air. It squealed softly and kicked its feet in the air. “Fifty?”

“Fifty,” Dyn echoed. Y/N’s head shook and similarly shaking hands lowered the Child to the ground. Y/N’s eyes met Dyn’s and, for the first time in a long time, he saw worry in them.

In the months they had spent together before...before everything, Y/N hardly worried. Dyn had made bounty hunting look like an art and Y/N did not fret over what he did. There was to point, Y/N couldn’t stop him. Dyn was going to do what he wanted anyway.

Y/N never asked about what wrongs he did, whose name would be presented in a bounty puck when he brought back to the house. That was what Dyn liked about Y/N. Never once did the world of bounty hunting collide with the realm of what he once knew as home. Y/N was his perfect escape; a haven he would crawl back to every time.

That was why he had to leave. In his life, all Dyn knew was pain. He couldn't risk dragging Y/N into that. Not then and definitely not now. Not even when Y/N was looking at him like that, with those eyes that haunted every sunset he saw. Or would ever see.

“Why did you come?” 

Y/N held his gaze before leaning close to him. Dyn’s breath caught at the closeness but was soon released as Y/N peeled a bacta patch off his arm. “Your arm is healed. I did what I could about your ribs when you were passed out.”

Dyn stayed silent, watching Y/N sort the medical supplies laid out. The way Y/N’s hands traced packages and sorted them nearly hypnotized Dyn. He was tempted to drop the question, let them just be. Let them just be together for whatever time they had. It was too tempting.

“Why did you come here, Y/N,” Dyn asked once more. He reached out, his now bare hand grasping Y/N’s wrist. There was no hesitation as Y/N pulled away from the touch.

“Why do you think I came here?” Y/N snapped coldly. Any friendly warmth that once laced Y/N’s voice was gone. The Child, now sat at Dyn’s feet cringed, as if the tone of the words hurt some part of its being. 

“I don’t,” Dyn replied, “I thought it was clear that-”

“I don’t want to talk about it, Dyn,” Y/N said softly, all the fire that laced the voice gone. Y/N looked up from the medical supplies and met his gaze. “I don’t ask many questions about...why you do what you do. Please, don’t ask me.”

Dyn wanted to protest. He wanted to tell Y/N that he fell into bounty hunting; but that was a lie. He had chosen bounty hunting over everything so he could control the pain that had been so intertwined with his life. He had chosen it over everything. Even his relationship with Y/N.

So, he decided, he could grant Y/N that one wish. “Alright.”

“Vor'e,” Y/N murmured and the use of Mando’a caught Dyn visibly off guard. “What? Have you become unfamiliar with your native tongue?”

“I haven’t heard it in a long time. Some phrases are lost to me now.”

“I said ‘thanks’,” Y/N explained teasingly. Dyn nodded, letting the word find purchase in his throat before speaking up again. 

“Vor'e, for coming here.” Dyn watched as that smile he loved spread along Y/N’s features. It lasted only for a second before fading like sunlight.

“I fear I’ve done all I can.” Dyn nodded and moved to sit up fully. His ribs no longer screamed with searing pain and his arm held no ache. 

“And that’s more than enough.” Y/N frowned and started to pack what supplies were still strewn about the dirt. Dyn watched but forced himself to peel his eyes away. He had to focus on what tasks lingered. Namely, getting the Child off this planet. 

“I could fly you out of here,” Y/N suggested, so quickly it was as if Dyn’s thoughts had been spoken aloud. “Get you and…” Y/N pointed to the Child, “this little one out of here.”

“No, no,” Dyn started to get to his feet. “You’d be in danger and-”

“You don’t think I can handle myself?” Y/N asked, hands on the hips, and standing before Dyn with all the confidence he wished he could bottle to keep at his side for whenever he needed it. Mostly, he wished to keep Y/N.

“I don’t know if I can handle...this,” Dyn gestured to the Child that now stood between them. It’s wide eyes peered up at them with a small, smug smile on it’s green lips. 

“Really you-” Dyn met Y/N’s eyes and the words fell into silence. “Really?”

Dyn nodded and leaned down to scoop the Child in his arms. It cooed in response and Dyn swallowed hard. Y/N reached and rubbed a careful hand against the creature’s cheek. Dyn watched Y/N, dark eyes adoring and soft. 

“Well, if this little one did send for me, you owe it quite a lot.” Y/N was still looking at the Child and Dyn was wholly enraptured with Y/N. 

“My life,” Dyn said softly, his breath stirring the hair on Y/N’s head. The couple met eyes and Dyn felt his heart go weak. What a curse it is to be so attuned to his body’s every ache. “And I owe you.” 

Y/N frowned and pulled away from Dyn. Leaning down, Y/N grabbed the Mandalorian helmet from the dirt and handed it to Dyn. He took it with his free hand, his eyes tracing the lines of Y/N’s face. He was preparing for a goodbye, perhaps the last goodbye.

“You can repay me by not leaving a grave for me to find.” Dyn let out a forced chuckle and shook his head. 

“You know that no grave could keep me from you.” The words came back to him like an instinct. They flowed from his lips with the same ease he set a trap or aimed his rifle for a killing shot. Those words were part of a ritual, a life that Dyn had almost had; a life with Y/N.

Y/N did not speak. Dyn felt his stomach drop and curl at the quiet. Instead of speaking, Y/N stepped towards him, pressed a tender kiss to the corner of his mouth. Dyn wanted to drop everything and reach for Y/N; but the Child gurgled as Y/N pulled away. The skin of Dyn’s lips still tingled from the kiss.  

Dyn watched Y/N walk away, medical supplies trailing after. The ship in the distance was small, a ship that Dyn once knew well. A ship that he hoped to know well again. Maybe after all of this, after the bounty...after the Child… Dyn looked up from the green creature in his arms and back at Y/N’s form. He could see the features of the person he loved as Y/N faced him once more.  

“Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum,” Y/N shouted. The wind carried the phrase to Dyn’s ears and he closed his eyes as the sound of his native Mando’a speech warmed his soul. He did not have to ask what the words meant. He knew what Y/N said in his heart; a phrase he could never lose to time or trial. 

Dyn watched Y/N take off before putting his helmet back on. The sun’s heat no longer graced his features, instead glinted off of the beskar steel. Dyn looked back to the Child in his arms. Its eyes were wide and Dyn sighed. 

“Let’s get you out of here.”

[darthspideys]

antithesis // two

din djarin x jedi! reader

summary: You expected to find another of yoda’s species, much less under the protection of a particularly stubborn mandalorian. Little do you know its that discovery that will change life as you know it, and put all three of you in danger you never saw coming.

words: ~2k

a/n: so I had to repost this because I deleted the orginal version which prevents you from reading any of the other versions I reblogged.. I’m an idiot  

disclaimer: I h8 baby yoda and it 

“Depends on the day,” You shrug, careful not to accidentally jam the lightsaber into his throat. “But you’ve heard of me. Good things I hope.” You know that if he does know anything about Jedi it’s probably not good things, what with the history between Mandalorians and Jedi. However you have a sneaking suspicion that he doesn’t know all that much, because he didn't try and kill you upon realizing that you were a jedi, and he seems to be afraid of the lightsaber. 

He tilts his head to the side. “The sorcerer's part was right,” He says under his breath. 

You hear him and you move the lightsaber a little bit just to make him nervous, “Huh?” You move it again. “Can you speak up? Say that again maybe? I couldn't quite hear it.” 

“I was told that you were a race of enemy sorcerers.” 

Jackpot. “Enemy? Sounds familiar, though the last time I was called an enemy was by the Empire. You don’t work for them, do you Mando? I thought they got rid of the Mandalorians when they got too independent for the Empire’s liking.” He almost makes a move forward, and you know you’ve hit a pressure point. It’s a bit of a low blow, but you’re still mad that he got all that sand in your hair. “Unless they left you specifically, I’m going to need a bit more elaboration.” 

He huffs, and it’s a bit childlike for a man of his stature, “A fellow Mandalorian. There was a war between Mandalorians and Jedi, and you destroyed our world. You scorched it to ash, leaving us standing in the remains.” 

You don’t even pay attention to the last half of what he’s saying because you’re so fixated on the first sentence, there are Mandalorians that are left. You haven’t let yourself think that there could be more left, not even one. What the empire did to Mandalore, was worse than what the Jedi did, more worse than anyone could have imagined and you didn’t think that anyone could have survived that. You almost smile because you realize how crazy that was now, Mandalorians have survived worse, and they always manage to survive somehow. “What clan are you-” 

Before he can answer the lightsaber flies out of your hands and almost kills you (it doesn’t seem intentinal but if you hadn’t ducked then it would’ve ended up stabbing you somewhere or taking your head clean off). You duck to the ground, unsure of what could’ve caused that, and turn around to see the child staring at you with a cold look in it’s eyes. You would never admit it aloud, but that thing scared you in that moment. Something about the fact that it could’ve easily killed you and the mandalorian would’ve had to hide your body, and the way it’s looking at you now like it hasn’t decided if it’s going to kill you yet. 

Despite that, you try and intimidate it into submission. You narrow your eyes, “Little fucking baby-” 

Before you can finish the Mandalorian extends his hand to you, and you take it cautiously. He helps you up, then turns to the baby again, bending down so that he’s closer to it’s height. “Don’t do that,” He says with all the severity of a parent who just caught their child breaking things in the kitchen, “We’ve talked about this.” 

You stifle a laugh, and bend down next to him. “He’s a baby, even if he could understand you he wouldn’t listen,” You tell him. 

“He’s fifty years old.” 

You try to keep your jaw from dropping to the floor, “Excuse me?” 

“They told me he was fifty years old.” 

“That thing is-?” You sigh, “Of course it is, I don’t know why I’m even surprised at this point.” You look the child in the eyes again, “Well then since your fifty you little fucking baby, I woulnd’t try any of that again because you won’t like what happens when I’m angry.” 

The Mandalorian looks at you and you wish that you could see the look on his face. 

“He controls his power when he wants to, doesn’t he?” You take the silence as a resounding yes. “You have to know that people have noticed, I mean if I’ve noticed that means that he is a beacon to those who want to use his power for things that would give you nightmares. You mentioned how the jedi scorched Mandalore? What you have in your hands is a baby jedi.” He holds the child a little bit tighter in his arms. You narrow your eyes, “But you already know all of this don’t you?” 

He lets his guard down just a little, “I found him working a bounty for the empire. They are very interested in retrieving him again.” 

Your face falls, well that definitely does not make this any easier. You add to your mental list of things that have gone wrong today: the empire is back because of course they are. It wasn’t a thought that had crossed your mind, at least not in the last few years, both parties had signed the disarmament treaties and no one had heard anything from any of the empire remnants that were left. You all assumed that you wouldn't because none of them really had any structure, they were just groups of people clinging to the machine they had spent their lives building, but nothing had come of it. Correction, nothing had come of it yet, now it seemed there was a remnant trying to make a power grab of some kid though you're not sure how they gained the location of a child even Luke didn’t know existed until now. 

You get up onto your feet finally, then try and breathe for a second. “What do you mean by ‘the empire’?” 

“What do you think I mean?” 

You call the lightsaber back to your hand, and ignite it at your side. “Answer the question,” A pause, “Please?” 

“Moff Gideon, he said he was. I thought it was a small group at first, a man, a scientist and a few stormtroopers but when I didn’t return the child to them there were a lot more.” 

“Sounds like them,” You say, starting to pace the floor a little bit to think. “So you decided to hide out on Tatooine because you know no one in their right mind would come to this planet, much less out into this desert.” 

“Except you,” He says, like it's an accusation. 

You give him a pained smile, “I’m special, remember?” You’re beginning to get tired of this, waiting for the empire to show up every second. You don’t know if you should tell him that they will show up eventually, because they never give up, that is the one thing about them that everyone knows. They will find what they want and they will take it unless someone stops them, you’re not sure if he could stop them.

“What do you want?” He asks, finally. You feel like you’ve been here so long that even you forgot what you’d originally come for. 

“Him,” You say, gesturing to the child. “There’s not a lot else here.” 

“No.”

You roll your eyes, “Don’t be like that Mando, you don’t know how to handle him. You didn’t even know what he was until I came here and told you. This is not your battle.”  

He’s angry, and it comes off of him in steady waves, more powerful as the seconds draw on. “And it’s yours?” It’s confrontational, and you know he’s only saying it because he’s angry, which he is because he’s clearly very attached to the small yoda, child… thing? 

“It is,” You say, trying very hard not to provoke him any further. “I know what it’s like to have his powers, I know what he’s up against, I know the people who are after him and what they're capable of.” You pause, “It’s in his best interest to have him come with me.” 

“I don’t even know you, I don’t know who you are besides someone who has tried to kill me twice in the past hour.” 

You huff, “I wasn’t trying to kill you. I was trying to keep you from killing me.” You pause, a little more indignant, “I know your scared of me, that’s okay, a lot of people are, but I came all the way out here-” 

“I’m not afraid of you,” He tells you, “But you’re not taking him.” 

You leave after he says that. Not because you're giving up, but because you need a break. You need a second because you can feel yourself ready to boil over with frustration, and anger which is something that you don’t want even him to see. You head back to your ship, to try and cool off and think of some kind of plan. 

When you're inside, you turn on your communicator and a hologram of Luke appears. He’s smiling which makes you want to punch him in his stupid perfect teeth because of the morning you’ve had. “How are things going?” He asks. 

“Absolutely terrible thank you for asking,” You snap back suddenly very angry that he’s not here with you. “There’s a child of  yoda's species and that’s what’s causing the disturbance. There are empire remnants after it, apparently.” 

“How large?” His surprise mirrors that of yours when you first heard about it. 

“Large, there was an attack where they almost leveled a bar trying to get the asset back. I saw it on my way in, but I didn’t know what caused it until I talked to the Mandalorian.” 

“The mandalorian?” He sees you nod and his expression turns into something else, “Are you okay? With that I mean.”

You face flushes but you know he can't see it, “It’s fine. I’m at an impasse here, I don’t know what to do, he won’t let the child come with me because he doesn’t trust me.”

“How did you approach him?” Luke asks you and you know where he’s trying to get with that. 

“He attacked me first,” You cross your arms over your chest defensively. 

He sighs, “You fought a Mandalorian.” 

You roll your eyes, “Stop sounding so disappointed in me. You don’t know them like I do, they only respond to aggression at first and then you might be able to have a conversation.” He’s hiding a smile you can tell, “We’ve had this conversation before, I think we had this conversation when we first met.” 

“You remember the first time we met very differently than I do.” 

“I remember a lot of things differently than you do,” You smile back. 

Suddenly you hear a noise, and the hair on the back of your neck stands up again signaling that something is coming. You turn around to try and see out into the desert, completely disregarding whatever Luke is saying. That’s when you see it, speeder bikes heading right for you, with stormtroopers piloting them.

 “You have got to be screwing with me,” You growl looking out into the distance.

 “Hey,” Luke says softly, “Calm down, what’s wrong?”

 “Speaking of the empire? There here.”

 His face falls, “Okay, okay.” He starts pacing and suddenly he’s the Luke you met on Dagobah all those years ago, the one who was still reckless and stubborn and headstrong just like you are now. Before he found out Vader was his father, before he went to finish his training with Master Yoda something about those two events changed him a little. Deep down he’s still that kid with eyes locked on the horizon, that you know for sure. But over the past few years he’s mellowed a bit, been able to think about the problem before running right at it. You on the other hand, hadn’t quite learned that lesson yet, and you’re about to show it off. “I’m going to talk to Leia, and we’re going to send reinforcements-“

 “The senate is not going to send troops here, Luke, you know that,” You say, peering over your cockpit window to try and get a better look.

 “They will,” His voice is firm, “I’m going to make sure that they do.”

 You look him in the eyes, hoping that he can’t feel the fear that you have from all those light years away. “Okay.”

 “I’m coming,” He says, his eyes never leaving yours. It’s one of those things where he doesn’t have to say anything for you to know what he means. He means that he’ll do whatever it takes, he will plow down anyone in his path, and deep down that’s who Luke Skywalker is loyal until the end. “I’m coming okay? Just hold on.”

 You smile a little, trying to make him worry less, “I can handle it.” 

“I know.” 

 “I have to go, but I’ll see you okay?”

 You don’t even wait for his response because they're too close. You abruptly shut off the communicator and run off the ship, hoping that the troops won’t see it but knowing that they’ll see you before you can get back to the structure. I have a bad feeling about this.