#some of the culture he lost when Jango died

[workingchemistry]

“Kih’ori’vod.” Tenten rumbles. His voice holds all the weight of affection b’Jan’buir. There’s also a cruel sharpness that Jan’buir never showed in front of Boba. “The Kaminiise were careless. The equipment malfunctioned and all of the cells they harvested from Prime died off.”

Boba stares at him blankly, not understanding what that has to do with his staying in prison for the rest of his life.

Tenten glances over his shoulder and then crouches down so he’s at Boba’s eye level. He brushes the back of his scarred knuckles across Boba’s cheek. “They’ll try to harvest cells from us, but we’re too edited—impure. You, on the other hand, are untouched. Tsad Droten is churning through us like mulch, they will approach you soon with a plea bargain.”

“Gar’gotal ner mav’cuyi.” The words fall from Boba’s numb lips before he can take them back. “Why?”

Tenten rocks back onto his heels, plastoid bucket scraping against his thigh plate. The silence drags on forever, long enough that Boba starts to think that he isn’t going to get an answer.

Then, finally, Ten’ika says, “Gar buir ru’juri skira. N’cuyi harycne viini goyust ures kyr.”

Mini translations:

Kih’ori’vod: little big brother (different from ori’kih’vod which means tiny brother)

Gar’gotal ner mav’cuyi: roughly, you manufactured a way to free me. lit. You create my freedom (mav being free and cuyi being exist)

Gar buir ru’juri skira: roughly, your father was burdened by revenge. Lit. Your parent carried revenge.

N’cuyi harycne viini goyust ures kyr: roughly, I won’t become exhausted running a path without an end. Lit not exist (most) tired running path without end.

[sirikenobi12]

War & the Jedi

This will be a long meta rant, FYI.

The Jedi Order, specifically the Prequel era Jedi Order, gets a lot of hate these days particularly regarding their involvement in the Clone Wars. Accusations are tossed at their feet constantly ranging from corruption all the way up to warmongering. 

Let’s first look at the Oxford English Dictionary definition of these two accusations, shall we?

Corruption - having or showing a willingness to act dishonestly in return for money or personal gain.

Warmonger - a person who encourages or advocates aggression towards other countries or groups.

The definitions of these two words are so very misunderstood when it comes to relation to the Jedi. If the Jedi are truly “corrupt” then where are the examples of their dishonesty for wealth or personal gain? In fact, I’d argue that canon (and Legends) makes a point to show us that it is the Sith who are in it for personal gain, not the Jedi. The Jedi have absolutely NOTHING to gain from this war on a personal level, in fact they are losing members in terrifying numbers.

The Jedi are also not advocating aggression towards the Separatists, in fact what we see instead is the Jedi DEFENDING against the Separatists. I have yet to see in either canon or legends an instance where the Republic forces invade a Separatist planet who doesn’t have an army or some military involvement (i.e. weapon factories). However, time after time we see the Separatists forcing peaceful planets who want nothing to do with them to either bow to their cause or die (i.e. Ryloth, Lurmen planet, Kiros, Mandalore) the Jedi and Republic Troops will then follow the Separatists to these planets, but they try to do what they can to liberate the planet from the Separaist invasion and then they give the planet the OPTION to join the Republic for safety and economic reasons, but they never force them, as is super evident with Mandalore.

Yet people don’t seem to see this and continue to drag the Jedi through the mud. 

Here are the top 5 other “woke” takes I hear - 

Jedi are peacekeepers and should not have gotten involved:

 First things first, let’s look at the definition of Peacekeeper - a soldier, military force, etc., deployed to maintain or restore peace. 

I’d argue by that definition the Jedi were still peacekeepers, it’s true that they weren’t a 3rd party as they normally were before the war, but their position was trying to maintain or restore peace. Peacekeeper is not the same thing as a Pacifist, the Jedi were skilled warriors (training from childhood to wield a lightsaber), the difference is Jedi used their skills for defense not attack which is what we constantly saw throughout the Clone Wars. 

With regards to the idea that Jedi “should not have gotten involved” I ask you then what exactly were they supposed to do instead?

 We see at the beginning of Attack of the Clones that the Jedi are worried things will escalate to war, they have obviously gone to the Chancellor hoping that a diplomatic solution can be presented to avoid bloodshed. Or if that isn’t possible then that the Republic have some way to defend themselves other than relying solely on the Jedi (i.e. an army). The Separatists are the ones pushing them to a breaking point, were the Jedi just supposed to stand back and let innocent people be invaded/killed because they didn’t want to get involved? The Jedi were “Guardians of Peace and Justice” which means it was their duty to help bring about peace in the galaxy while also enacting justice. 

Then after Geonosis (where they lost approx. 187 members mind you) they learned that the Sith are leading the Separatist army - the Jedi are duty bound by their code to fight the Sith, they had no choice but to join the war. 

So, I ask again...what were they supposed to do instead?

2.  Jedi used a slave army for their own purposes:

 Okay, I can (and probably will) write a whole argument based on just this accusation alone. There are so many fallacies I don’t even know where to begin but I’ll try. 

I guess my first question is the same as #1, what were the Jedi supposed to do instead with regards to the Clones? 

Technically speaking the Clones didn’t “belong” to the Jedi, they were “property” of the Republic (as stated by Lama Su in Attack of the Clones). In fact, the Jedi Council not only didn’t know about the order, they had vehemently denied Syfo Dias’ earlier request to raise an army in the first place. The Sith KNEW the Jedi would be against it, this was all part of their plan to trap the Jedi (as was EVERYTHING about the war) - they clouded the Force, they literally deleted Kamino from the Archives so the Jedi wouldn’t discover it until the Sith WANTED them to (i.e. Jango just happened to use a Kamino dart?? Come on people). Yoda even states “blind we are if creation of this clone army we could not see” he fully admits they missed it because the Dark Side was clouding their vision. 

Regardless, the army was created, there was no changing that fact. Had the Jedi not taken command of the army do you think the Clones wouldn’t have had to go to war? Do  you actually believe that the Republic who couldn’t get their citizens to give 2 craps about the war would’ve taken up the mantle and fought instead? Do you think if the Jedi were like “thanks, but we didn’t order this” that the Kamioans would’ve just let the Clones go free? 

The answer you’re looking for is...no. 

So, like absolutely everything about the Clone Wars the Jedi did the best they could with the cards they had been dealt. They chose to lead the army on the front lines, putting themselves in just as much mortal danger as the men they were leading. They even sent a member of the Jedi Council to oversee the creation of future clones/training to ensure they were being treated humanely (something the Kamioans thought was ridiculous). They were the first to tell the clones that they were individuals, they constantly put themselves in front of their men to protect them (i.e. season 7 Obi-Wan deflecting the rocket from blowing up his men). The Jedi did what they could, just because we didn’t see on screen Jedi stopping to grieve every time a clone died did not mean that they didn’t care - real life Generals can’t stop in the middle of a battle to grieve over their fallen soldiers either, so why is it we consider it a moral crime if the Jedi don’t?

Another thing I’ll add is once the Jedi had evidence that the Clones were actually ordered by Dooku, did they immediately stop and say “oh hell no, these flesh droids can’t be trusted, we should just have them decommissioned”?? NO! They defended the Clones, stating that they were good men and should be trusted (and look where that trust got them in the end).

The Jedi were forced/coerced to fight this war as much as the Clones were!! Why are we willing to forgive the Clones, but not the Jedi???

3. Ki-Adi-Mundi killing Geonosians was the same as Anakin’s slaughter at the Tusken camp: 

This is another moment where context is everything because there is a HUGE difference between Ki-Adi-Mundi on Geonosis and Anakin in the Tusken camp. The fact that I have to even spell it out makes me wonder how people can even dress themselves in the morning. 

The Geonosians were an opposing military force, attacking Ki-Adi and his troops. Anakin slaughtered unarmed women and children out of vengeance. 

Now, had Ki-Adi turned to his men and screamed “to the catacombs!” brandishing his lightsaber with a murderous glint in his eyes and proceeded to cut down the unarmed bugs below the battle then you’d have an accurate comparison on your hands and I’d be appalled right there with you.

But, as it stands this is not the same thing...not even close.

4. The Jedi sent children to war: 

So, this is a tougher one and I can even understand the concerns behind it, and I even share some of those concerns. The thing I will say to this is, given what we see throughout Star Wars, what constitutes a “child” seems to be different than our own real world definition. 

Padme, for example, was 14 when she was elected Queen, and she wasn’t even the youngest ever elected. She (and her handmaids) were trained as children to defend themselves and their people both politically and in battle (much like Jedi), but you don’t hear people condemning the people/traditions of Naboo the way we see the Jedi being condemned for theirs.

Jedi children arguably mature faster than your standard person, and with regards to Star Wars there are also species’ age ranges to keep in mind. Grogu for example is still a baby at age 50, could it be possible that Ahsoka at age 14 is on the same maturity level as a human in their early twenties due to her Togruta DNA?? We don’t know, it’s never stated other than Anakin saying something about because of her advanced skills he forgets how young she is. 

Obviously Boba Fett is treated like an adult by other Bounty Hunters - no one even questions when he picks up a job and is placed in charge of a group at age 12 or 13 (and he is placed in an adult prison without anyone questioning it). It could be that by law according to Star Wars that 13 is actually considered an adult. Throughout history (and in many different cultures) 13 was when people were considered to be “coming of age”, So, once again we’re placing our cultural biases onto a fictional space fantasy world without realizing it might not even be an issue in that world.  

But even beyond all of that I ask you again - what else should the Jedi have done? 

Their young Padawans would eventually have to grow into Jedi Knights, even before the war by the time they are teenagers they usually followed their Masters on missions (often very dangerous missions) in order to get real world experience. At the time of the Clone Wars the real world they were living in was one at war. If they hadn’t brought their Padawans onto the battlefield how else would they have learned how to strategize, or how to cope with the emotions of battle? They would’ve been ill prepared if the war had continued on for years and years as it had looked like it was going to do...once again, the Jedi had no real choice in this. 

5. The Jedi lost their way because of the war: 

Did they though?? I’d argue they actually didn’t. We first have to ask ourselves what is a Jedi - well, according to the very first time we hear any type of a description about a Jedi they are introduced as the “Guardians of Peace and Justice for the Republic” I don’t see how the war took that away from them. 

The Oxford definition of Guardian is a defender, protector, or keeper. I fail to see how the Jedi stopped being any of these things because of the war.

Here’s the bottom line, the Jedi’s biggest mistake was that they fell for a plot 1,000 years in the making. The Sith spent over a millenia perfecting/hatching this plan, there was nothing the Jedi could’ve done to prevent the war by the time the trap was sprung. As always, I’m not saying the Jedi were perfect (I hate that I have to always specify that when I argue that the Jedi were good), all I’m saying is they tried to do the most good that they could with the situation they fell into - few groups/characters can claim the same thing.

Everyone seems to forget that the Sith controlled BOTH SIDES to that war, there was nothing - absolutely NOTHING the Jedi could’ve done that would’ve changed or won that war. So, instead they saved as many innocent lives as they could and to me, that’s very Jedi. 

[clonemando]

Just a Clone

After the terrible meeting with Bo-Katan, Boba realizes that Din will know who and what he is now and he's not sure he's ready to lose another person who was starting to feel like family. (Boba and Din, brotherly bonding. No Pairings.)

Boba knows what’s coming before they even get back to the ship. He had let himself care too much. Din would know now. There was no way to hide it when the girls had made it so obvious. Din was sheltered so Boba would have to explain it. Walk him through the gory details of what he was. What he hated being.

“I’m sorry,” Din murmured once they were alone on the Slave and Boba looked at him curiously.

“For what? You didn’t put the words in their mouths.” He huffed but he’s not ready. Not ready for Din to see someone else instead of him. Din knew him as Jango Fett’s son. Would he still feel the same knowing that over two million had been exactly like him and could make the exact same claims?

“When I first met her she called me a Child of the Watch. She made a deal with me then changed the terms knowing what was at stake for me.” Din admits and Boba wanted to march right back out and tear Bo-Katan apart for the pain in Din’s voice.

“She’s had her meals handed to her on a platter her whole life. Her sister ruled Mand’alor for some time. She was a member of Death Watch herself for a while because she was jealous. She has no room to say shit about you.” Boba told him and Din shrugged.

“What they said about you was worse,” Din murmured and Boba flinched. Being a clone was worse than being in Death Watch. At least they were people. He was nothing. “Trying to say you didn’t deserve your armor when it is your legacy. I would have shot her if we didn’t need her.” Din admitted and Boba looked up at him in shock before it melted to understanding. He still didn’t get it.

“Din. I’m a clone.” He said it and hated the taste of the words in his mouth. But Din had to know. He had to understand that they hadn’t been wrong.

“I know. I was part of the guild. I know who you are. I have heard the stories.” Din said and that did confuse Boba.

“Then you know that he wasn’t really my father.” He said as painful as it was to say, he wasn’t expecting Din to actually growl. He stared at him in shock and Din took an audible calming breath before flopping into the co-pilot seat. The silence after took longer than Boba expected to be broken.

“You don’t really believe that, do you?” He finally asked and Boba looked down.

“I was just the one who didn’t get the chip put in. That was the only difference between me and them. I was a.. tool... for him. To carry on his name when he died. That’s it.” He said but it was hard to say that while sitting in the pilot seat of the Slave-1 where he could still remember his father sitting and telling him stories while in hyperspace or teaching him what every switch did and how they worked. Jango’s voice would be firm at times, soft at others, but never cold. Never detached. He had felt like he was his son then. He had felt loved.

“I was a foundling,” Din broke the silence and Boba wanted to roll his eyes.

“I know.” He said instead because Din made it very clear that what he was and where he had come from.

“You were a foundling too.” He said and continued before Boba could interrupt. “You could have been any clone, but you weren’t. You were the one your father chose and decided to love and that makes you his son, whether you were born from him or cloned, or if he had found you out in the middle of the woods. None of that matters. What matters is he chose to keep you and raise you as his son. So that’s who you are. True Mandalorians understand that. They say I’m part of a cult but they’re the ones blind to their own culture to the point they’d try to take your bond to your father from you as if you haven’t already lost him. I wouldn’t have let just any clone take the armor. You’re his son. It belongs to you.” Din said passionately and Boba snapped his mouth shut. “Thank you.” He finally murmured his voice thick with emotion, not sure if Din realized how much he needed to hear that.

“So... How mad do you think she’ll be if I got that sword she’s all worked up about?” Din asked and Boba started to laugh so hard he almost doubled over.

“Vod’ika… Her head might just pop off.” He said resting his hand on Din’s shoulder and grinning feeling lighter than he had since his father's death.

[gffa]

THE MANDALORIAN - A TIMELINE Assumptions this post will make: - It’s possible that they’ll throw out canon/contradict something that’s been established up to this point (I’m hoping not, as Dave Filoni is one of the main people who oversaw the creation of that canon, but it’s still a possibility!), especially as Favreau has mentioned that he wants to recanonize some Legends stuff, but for now we’re assuming canon is canon and they’re going to work with that.  This is a post that is focused on what canon and creators of canon have said! - Din Djarin is ~44 years old, as a reflection of Pedro Pascal’s age. - Out-of-universe, Star Wars’ timeline is referred to by BBY / ABY (Before the Battle of Yavin / After the Battle of Yavin) because that’s when the Death Star was blown up/the Rebellion battled the Empire over Yavin IV, which was because A New Hope was the central compass point as the very first SW movie.  However, this timeline will focus on The Mandalorian season 1 as Year 0, as I think that’ll make it clearer how everything relates to this show. THE TIMELINE SO FAR: 50 Years Ago - The Child (Baby Yoda) was born, Anakin Skywalker was born in the same year 41 Years Ago - The Phantom Menace ?? Years Ago - The Mandalorian Civil War.  There was an insurgency against Satine Kryze’s rule of Mandalore, which eventually required the intervention of the Republic, by sending two Jedi (Qui-Gon Jinn and Obi-Wan Kenobi) to protect her, causing them to go on the run for a year.       Obi-Wan later describes this as, "An extended mission when I was younger. Master Qui-Gon and I spent a year on Mandalore protecting the Duchess from insurgents who had threatened her world. They sent bounty hunters after us. We were always on the run, living hand-to-mouth, never sure what the next day would bring. A civil war killed most of Satine's people, hence her aversion to violence. When she returned, she took rebuilding her world alone."  Whether he means that the people loyal to Satine were killed or nearly all of Mandalore was killed, it’s hard to say.  (Presumably the latter?)

31 Years Ago - Attack of the Clones, the Clone Wars begin, Kamino’s clone army is discovered, they become part of the Republic, which may tie into Dr. Pershing’s arm patch symbol likely being the Kamino emblem.

~31-28 Years Ago - The flashbacks we see in The Mandalorian are likely to take place during the Clone Wars, that the people were attacked by Separatists (hence the Super Battle Droids we see being used) and were rescued by Mandalorians, adopting Din Djarin as a Foundling, raising him in the Fighting Corps.   Din would have likely been around 10+ years old?        At least one of the Mandalorians in the flashback was wearing a Death Watch symbol, but it’s unclear how the politics of this were going, since they’re fighting Separatists in the flashback and it’s unclear precisely when Pre Vizsla joined with Dooku and the Separatists.  (Separatist alliances shifted all the time, so this isn’t hard to work with!)

~31-28 Years Ago - Death Watch, a Mandalorian splinter group, publicly arises as a protest against Satine’s pacifist ways and determination that Mandalore leave behind its warrior past.  They bomb targets in the city of Sundari and work with the Separatists to try to kill Duchess Kryze and put their own leader into place on Mandalore proper.       Pre Vizsla of Clan Vizsla is the governor of Concordia (a moon of Mandalore), voiced by Jon Favreau, secretly leads the Death Watch and reveals that he has the darksaber when he fights against Obi-Wan Kenobi after its revealed that Pre is part of Death Watch.  (Clan Vizsla is one of the most central Clans of Mandalore.)       They are not successful in their plot (to have the Republic Senate forcefully invade Mandalore under the threat of Death Watch/the rumor of Mandalore joining the Separatists) and remain neutral in the Clone Wars.       It’s also later revealed (a few months later/a season later) that Bo-Katan Kryze, Satine’s sister, is a lieutenant in Death Watch.

28 Years Ago - Darth Maul creates his own Shadow Collective (an alliance of various criminal organizations) by allying with Death Watch and taking over Mandalore.  Duchess Satine Kryze is murdered by Maul as part of his takeover of Mandalore/his revenge against Obi-Wan Kenobi, as well as Pre Vizsla is killed by Maul when they disagree over the direction/who is leading Mandalore.  Maul takes the darksaber. 28 Years Ago - Fenn Rau, as part of Skull Squadron of the Protectors (a group of Mandalorian royal guards), assisted the Jedi in the Clone Wars, including helping out in a fight with Jedi Master Depa Billaba and Padawan Caleb Dume (Kanan Jarrus). 28 Years Ago - The Clone Wars are nearing the end, the Siege of Mandalore happens at the same time as ROTS/Order 66, this is referenced as “The Night of a Thousand Tears” by Moff Gideon, “when gunships outfitted with similar ordnance (to the e-web cannon) laid waste to fields of Mandalorian recruits in the Night of a Thousand Tears”.  He doesn’t say who the gunships belonged to, if they were Republic gunships or Maul’s Shadow Collective gunships or something else.

     The Siege of Mandalore is basically:  Darth Maul has set himself up as leader of Mandalore, so Ahsoka Tano and a battalion of clones (including Captain Rex) lead a mission to retake the planet.  While they’re in the middle of this mission, Order 66 happens, where the clones’ inhibitor chips have them turning on the Jedi, including Ahsoka though she is no longer officially a Jedi. During/after this huge shitshow, Bo-Katan Kryze is appointed Regent of Mandalore. 28 Years Ago - Revenge of the Sith, the Republic fell, the Empire rose, the Jedi Order was genocided basically out of existence. 11 Years Ago - The Ghost crew discover Maul hiding out, who still has the darksaber, and they retrieve it.  Sabine Wren (of Clan Wren) briefly trains with it, but struggles to decide how to proceed with it and her contentious relationship with her family.     Fenn Rau (governor of Concord Dawn, as appointed by the Empire) explains the history behind the darksaber to Kanan Jarrus, that a thousand years ago (give or take) the first Mandalorian Jedi was named Tarre Vizsla who created it as his weapon, that it stayed with the Jedi until a few decades ago, Clan Vizsla stole into the Jedi Temple and took it back, as it was a symbol of House Vizsla and had the power to unite the Clans/Houses in the right hands.

10 Years Ago - Sabine Wren rallies her family into deciding to fight back against the Empire’s occupation of Mandalore and gives the darksaber to an initially reluctant Bo-Katan Kryze.  Leaders of several clans of Mandalore swear allegiance to her and they vow to fight the Empire, after many years of living under Imperial rule.

9 Years Ago - A New Hope, Alderaan was destroyed, the Death Star was destroyed, also the events of Rogue One happened. 6 Years Ago - The Empire Strikes Back 5 Years Ago - Return of the Jedi, the Second Death Star destroyed, Emperor Palpatine and Darth Vader died, Yoda died, formation of the New Republic 4 Years Ago - The Battle of Jakku, which is the final giant battle between the New Republic and the Empire, where they officially lost (see: Star Wars Battlefront II for the story) 0 Years Ago - The Mandalorian, season 1 THINGS I’M NOT SURE WHERE TO PLACE ON THE TIMELINE: - Din and the other Mandalorians have cultural differences from the Mandalorians we’ve seen up to this point.  The tradition of being unable to take their helmet off, lest they cannot put it back on, doesn’t match up with what we see of Pre Vizsla in The Clone Wars, who was the leader of Death Watch, rather than Satine’s New Mandalorians who were pacifists.  This also strongly contrasts what we see of Bo-Katan Kryze (who was affiliated with Death Watch) and Sabine Wren (along with her family, who all took off/put on their helmets).  Is this a splinter group?  Is it different for people who were born Mandalorian vs Foundlings who must prove themselves? Something else? - Satine says that Jango Fett was not Mandalorian, but a regular bounty hunter and she didn’t know how he acquired the armor.  Out of universe, Pablo Hidalgo has supported this, but that was years ago and canon evolves over time.  Dave Filoni has also talked about how, as far back as Attack of the Clones, George Lucas intended for Jango to not actually be Mandalorian. THE BIG QUESTION MARKS: - Paz Vizla’s name is spelled without the “s” in the credits, is this a reference to the different spelling as used in SWTOR?  Or is it a typo?  Favreau has been re-canonizing some Legends things, but also the credits for Chapter 5 have “Tuskan Raider”, which is a typo of “Tusken”, so typos are a thing in the credits. - The Great Purge isn’t clearly set within the timeline yet.  It does not seem to be the same thing as the Siege of Mandalore or Order 66, because it’s too significantly tied to the Empire.  

      While the Empire was being created during those moments and it’s possible that Paz Vizla was referring to something that happened in the aftermath of the Siege of Mandalore, something big enough to referred to separately, it might also very well refer to something that happened after Bo-Katan Kryze received the darksaber and united Mandalore against the Empire, as we don’t know how that fight happened, and may little comments in The Mandalorian indicate that seeing Mandalorians is very rare these days.  Last we saw them, when Sabine talks about the Imperial Academy on Mandalore or when we see House Wren’s interaction with the other Clans, they don’t seem to be that rare.        Paz Vizla says, “Our strength was once in our numbers. Now we live in the shadows and only come above ground one at a time. Our world was shattered by the Empire, with whom this coward shares tables.”  and “These were cast in an Imperial smelter.  These are the spoils of the Great Purge.  The reason that we live hidden like sand rats.“   Unless they are a splinter group, Mandalorians didn’t live hidden away 10 years ago in the events of Rebels.

[clonewarslover55]

Walon Vau’s story

I decided to write out Walon Vau’s story, especially his home life and childhood. Why is Walon Vau the way he is? Read this and find out why. 

Notes: I used my own headcanons mixed with the small details Karen Traviss gave us in the Republic Commando books. Please don’t steal this because you think it’s all hers! 

Warnings: Bad childhood, abuse, child abuse, wounds, whipping, exile, royal drama, evil in the form of a man, thoughts of suicide, angst, 

Let’s start this off with a little bit of planet information and backstory! 

 The planet Irmenu is a small ocean world, the only land masses being large rocky islands. Most seem like mountains, with dangerous cliffs leading into the cold unforgiving sea. The ocean is riddled with beasts and monsters, but the only way of life is to sail. There are some valleys for livestock or farming, but not many. The valleys usually flood anyways, the storms always ruthless. So the Irmenu people fish and sail, searching for months on end just to survive and feed their family. 

Sailing is easy enough. The winds are strong and the seas rough. It’s cold year around, but the people have learned to adapt and survive. Wearing the fur of the air breathing sea beasts, making larger boats, etc. 

The kingdoms are clusters of islands, not one large land mass. Many islands are in large clusters, huge oceans between each cluster. The islands are all under the rule of the religious leaders, but sometimes there is still conflict. Conflict never lasts long on Irmenu though. 

This oceanic planet is in the Outer Rim, in the Belsmuth sector. Their planet is in the middle of the Crombach Nebula, which is extremely hazardous. This gives Irmenu a very good excuse to be so isolated. The leaders of the world use this to their advantage.  

This planet is a Feudal world, which means it’s controlled by a strict religion that also runs the powerful military. This means his world is very close minded and far behind on certain technologies and such. They still have spaceships and holopads, yes, but they’re out of date and ancient. 

The Imperius Priesthood runs the planet under very strict rules. They control what leaves and goes, along with who. They control the nobles and their money, using the Count’s as their marionettes. If you didn’t follow their rules/beliefs, you were either publicly executed, exiled, or sent to a nunnery. All depends on the situation. 

They’re everywhere, spying on their people and arresting whoever they please. Being so strict and ruling by fear affected the Irmenu people terribly. Most were religious fanatics, which means religion dictates every single part of their lives. They read the Irmenu Bible over and over instead of other books, and they follow the rules like good puppets. 

This planet is clearly terrible on it’s own, which only made Walon Vau’s childhood even worse. 

Walon Vau was born around 79 BBY on the planet Irmenu. He was the first and only son of the Count of Gesl, who was also an admiral in the very large Irmenu navy. Walon was raised like any royal, so he didn’t have much of a childhood.

Every second of every day was planned out by his father. He was highly educated, classes every day of the week and all day long. He rarely saw his parents, and when he did it was never under good circumstances. 

Walon learned proper etiquette, dancing, poetry, politics, and many other things he’d need to know for his future as a ruler. He was taught by a number of tutors, each brutal and cruel. He either learned, or was beaten. 

Once he reached the age of ten he began to work harder, practicing and studying for the navy. He didn’t want to follow in his fathers footsteps, but Walon had no choice. Plus he loved sailing, the ocean was calming and vast. The navy was his only hope for a better life. 

Pa Vau, Walon’s father was a harsh man. He was described as domineering, cold hearted, and unpleasable. He beat Walon when he didn’t do perfect on his lessons or training. He wanted Walon to be like him, so he tried to beat all emotion and feeling from his son. He almost succeeded. 

 A good ruler in Irmenu has no heart or soul in Pa’s eyes. 

He would never hit Walon on the face or anywhere visible, he had to have a good face as a royal. As Walon got older the beatings became more often and more brutal, because he wasn’t doing good enough in Pa’s eyes. 

When Walon was fourteen and tried out for the navy his own father rejected him, saying he was not good enough. Walon continued to train, the beatings even worse. The training didn’t help, Walon never made it into the navy. Pa was so unpleasable his only child was never good enough for him. This caused Walon to quickly lose hope, the thought of suicide seeming more appealing by the day. 

Walon only ever got to see his mother at nights, when she would come clean up his bloody lashing marks and other wounds. She was a soft gentle woman, but timid. Pa beat her as well, making sure she didn’t see her son for too long. She was never allowed to see Walon alone, because Pa didn’t want Vau to go soft by a mothers love. 

She was a religious fanatic just like his father, so she would lecture him as well. He had to be better, he had to. He was royalty, he was better than how he acted. Her words were often more cruel than intended. 

When she finished cleaning his wounds she’d read him a chapter of the Irmenu Bible, a book Walon was forced to know every last word to. He never listened though, he would always zone out and dream of a better life…….Or even of ending his life.  

His parents were never in love, their marriage arranged. His father married his mother because of her wealth and bloodline. His mother had rare golden eyes, a symbol of high status to his people. He got her eyes, but his father said that the color of his eyes meant nothing compared to how much of a failure he is. 

When Walon turned sixteen he was at a ball for some religious holiday, where we meant a beautiful princess of a neighboring province. After a few dances they quickly hit it off, and grew close rather fast. She basically saved his life, keeping him from ending it once and for all. She also changed his future for the better. 

He would sneak out as often as he could to meet her under the stars, but more often than not they wrote love letters on flimsy back and forth. Each letter, written with the finest penmanship and finest poetic words was kept by the princess. Walon kept hers as well, in a box under his bed.  

When Walon was eighteen, he asked his father if he could marry the princess. His father and her father both rejected the marriage, along with the Priesthood. Not because of politics or religion, but because Walon was not good enough or worthy to marry such a beautiful woman. 

His father was enraged that he had dared to ask such a question, so he was beaten worse than ever and nearly died. All because his father was embarrassed. When Walon healed a little he learned his love had been shipped away across the planet, to a nunnery. She would learn her lesson for sneaking out and falling in love with someone who was not of an arranged marriage. 

He knew he’d never see her again. 

Walon was exiled temporarily aftwards, being sent to some neighboring shit hole of a planet. He was eighteen and alone, with no idea of the outside world. His mother sobbed for days, her only child and her last hope gone. She prayed every night that he would be allowed back soon. 

Luckily for Walon Vau, he used to sneak out to the large library every night to read books. They had no fiction books, so he just learned about other societies and their ways. Most books pointed out how “bad” they were, but Walon always thought they were so much better than his planet's society. 

Thanks to reading, he knew a bit about the real galaxy. 

Walon had nothing but the clothes on his back. He had no money or possessions. No title, no name. So he wandered. 

Soon he ran into a group of Mandalorians, one by the name of Jaster Mereel. They quickly took in a teenage Walon, teaching him a new way. The way of the Mandalorian warriors. He never believed his home world's ludicrous ideas, so switching religions and cultures was very easy for Walon.

His family found out and disowned Walon for giving up his culture and religion. He lost his title and broke his mothers heart. His mother apparently died of a broken heart, after she heard the news that he would never return. But he knows deep down that his father finally snapped and killed her.

Walon became a perfect warrior, his body and mind already scarred from years and years of abuse. He was cold, calm, and calculated. Walon was also highly educated and very intelligent. So much so that some other Mandalorians taught him how to torture and dismember. He learned about the medical field and could have even been a doctor, but he preferred dead bodies and torturing. 

Jedi could hardly sense him in the force, his soul too broken. He was a perfect Mandalorian Warrior, fighting along with his friend Jango Fett and many others for years.  He fought in the Mandalorian Civil Wars, killing Jedi with no issue. 

Early in his time with the Mandalorians, Walon met a Strill. The Strill could sense Walon’s shattered soul and broken mind, so it adopted him. The Strill was named Lord Mirdalan, jokingly after his favorite uncle. The uncle that had beaten him the less, and had been executed when Walon was ten. Walon did not miss him, or anyone from his home world. 

That’s Walon Vau’s childhood story. He’s ice cold, calm, and utterly detached for a reason. His body is scarred, as is his shattered soul. He was so traumatized and beaten down into the way of the soulless that he had a hard time trying to escape that pit. 

He was cruel to his Clone Commandos, but every day he would be up all night thinking. He wanted them to survive the war, that's all he wanted. He didn’t want them to be failures like him, he couldn’t allow it. Failures never survived.

Walon Vau hardly ever sleeps at night, his mind plagued by nightmares. Not of the wars, but of his home life. 

Mird held Vau together a little better, but his soul never healed. He could never escape the hole of his traumatic past, and it ruined his life forever. 

They call him a psychopath but he really isn’t. Walon Vau can still feel, he just doesn’t know how to. Walon Vau is just a shattered and traumatized man, one who never got proper help. One who never had a childhood. 

(Please reblog this if you like it! I worked very hard on it!) 

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[ooops-i-arted]

I'm dead mando episode killed me (would love to hear your thoughts on it from my grave)

I am dead with you IT WAS SO GOOD AND I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT.  My sister and I were literally bouncing on the couch and screaming at the tv.

Okay this is what I have wanted THE ENTIRE TIME.  Din & Baby bonding time, plot stuff is centered around Din & the baby, cameos are super cool but don’t overwhelm Din being the main character, preestablished characters unique to the show being used.  This.  Not Filoni making Yet Another Version Of His TCW Stuff.

The opening scene of Din and Baby was PRECIOUS.  They’re both clearly so reluctant to do this but Din has Promised and more importantly, he wants to do what’s best for his kid even if it means separating from him.  Prioritizing someone else’s needs over your wants is true love HE’S SUCH A GOOD DAD

Din being such a fucking dumbass in this episode damn.  Din ilu but where is your jetpack???  Why did you try to get through the Force barrier the exact same way THREE TIMES when you knew it wouldn’t work and after it had knocked you unconscious???

Protective Din fuck yeah

I’m actually thrilled with the kidnapping because it’s RAMPAGE TIME YAY

WHEN SLAVE I APPEARED MY SISTER AND I WERE SCREAMING

Cuz you know who it is and there was The Suspense!!! over whether they were working for Gideon or would they truly ally with Din

HOLY SHIT BOBA FETT BOBA FETT BOBA FETTTTTTTTTT

Although I was also laughing bc I’m pretty sure this is the first time we’ve ever seen him actually be a badass onscreen instead of just standing around looking cool

Yes I know he did more in Legends/EU content and probably in the 3D TCW but I’d never been interested in either of those or him as a character before, but okay NOW I see why people are into him

("Boba Fett?  Boba Fett?  WHERE” is still my favorite Boba moment tho, and a top favorite Han moment)

“I’m just a simple man trying to make my way in the universe” AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

NO ONE EVER WANTS TO ACKNOWLEDGE AOTC EXCEPT TO MAKE SAND JOKES BUT FINALLY, FINALLY AOTC IS BACK AND AS A PERSON WHO UNAPOLOGETICALLY LOVES AOTC I AM SO HAPPY

Also Jango has always been my favorite Fett so I was LIVING for him being acknowledged and especially by Boba

Fucking howling at Din apparently feeling he is the only person in the entire galaxy who can decide Who Gets Beskar

Like the SHEER GALL from a meta perspective of looking at Boba Fett, the Orignial Mandalorian of all of Star Wars, and saying “Yeah I’m not sure if you should have that armor”

Like Din will happily be chill with anyone he meets who doesn’t immediately kill him but if you have Mandalorian armor you need to bring out your receipts immediately lmao

This is what I wanted with other Mandalorian characters coming in though.  Contrasting and comparing others’ Mandalorian cultures/sects/whatever with his and Din having to reexamine his own beliefs with it.  With Bo-Katan we got like two lines about it but here it’s A Thing that’s discussed, plus some Boba background, and Din comes to face his own biases and ultimately decide that yes, Boba should get the armor even if he doesn’t follow the Creed the same way Din does.  Plus the contrast between Din and Boba’s Mandalorian Experiences but also the uniting thread of Mandalorians Really Love Dads.

Anyway the Fetts are Real Mandalorians again as far as I’m concerned.  I have spoken.

Fennec Shand!!  I couldn’t believe they WASTED Mulan herself in The Gunslinger and this made me so happy!!  She’s such a badass and an excellent side character and I loved seeing her again, and it’s really cool that she and Boba teamed up?  That’s a backstory I wouldn’t mind seeing in a tie-in comic or novel or something.

As a SWTOR fan I loved seeing Tython brought to life.  Since SWTOR was 3000 years ago it makes sense there’s little left, but the stone thing was cool.  I wonder what the runes mean?  Although my sister and I were laughing over how much Tython apparently looks like California.

I know I already said it but Din getting yeeted and trying to get through the barrier three times was great

Also why tf aren’t you shouting “Grogu!” instead of just “kid” after we know Grogu likes hearing his name???

WHEN THE BABY WAS KIDNAPPED I TOTALLY DIED THE CONCEPT ART EVEN HAS HIM CRYING OH MY GOD

We all know Din was crying under his helmet for at least 50% of this episode

Gideon is SUCH a good slimy villain, so creepy and chilling (and he got STYLE), I absolutely loved his villain monologue even if it’s delivered to.....a baby.  Even if we’re getting some hints that Grogu is possibly more developed than previously indicated by his behavior, Gideon’s still delivering his Evil Speech to a toddler which is amazing

YO WOW WE NEED TO TONE DOWN THE DARK SIDE TENDENCIES THERE GROGU

Like usually he just has A Big Moment but this time he just goes buck wild with those poor troopers.  Plus we’re so used to seeing him little and innocent and cute so it was very jarring (in the best way)

Despite the seriousness of the situation I fucking lost it at the Baby Handcuffs.  Like who had to order those?  Which poor peon was ordered by Gideon CRAFT ME BABY HANDCUFFS?  Were they custom made?  They’re so tiny!!  Baby commits Baby Crimes and goes to Baby Jail

THEY SHOT THE BABY.  I DON’T CARE IF IT WAS A STUN BLAST THEY SHOT HIM

Mayfeld?????  Why?????  I really hope Din takes Cara along too.  I’m loving this Avengers Assemble thing again, although I definitely want Greef and Cara along as opposed to any of the other Guest Stars we met this season

(Frog Lady can come though, she’s cool)

Maybe Cara’s New Republic ties will help?  Not quite sure how but that’s a cool thread they could use.  Again since she’s a big secondary character on the show, and unique to the Mandalorian, she’s one I’d love to see more development with as well - what made her decide to rejoin the New Republic?  Will this cause conflict between her and Din in the future?  etc.

Like this is what I’ve been craving, it was so suspenseful and good, I cannot WAIT for what’s next!!!

[darthbecky726]

Bad Batch 1x01 spoilers

I've never done something like this before, but I figured I'd start. Reactions to the first episode of The Bad Batch. (This ended up being a lot longer than I intended, but whatever)

Spoilers under the cut

Red logo burning away starts strong

Yay narrator dude!!

Feels like clones wars

Animated rots scenes!!

And what grevious did after the rots beginning

HOLY SHIT DEPA!!!!!

And caleb right???

And we're in

Omg who voiced young caleb bc it sounds a lot like fpj but aged down and he def doesn't sound like the 14 I know he was when this happened

I like how we started out on familiar characters but not ahsoka or anyone from tcw. We started w young kanan and his master and we know what happened to them and all but if anyone watching hasn't seen rebels they wouldn't be lost as to who caleb and depa are, they'd just assume they're random jedi in o66

Good ol droid screaming as it falls off a cliff

Wow. Them.

I love crosshair

And wrecker

And tech

And echo

And hunter

B1's are so dumb

Lmao the salt from hunter

I feel like depas forehead pearls are a bit unrealistically large but I have no cultural standpoint to really know so...

Caleb's voice is too deep in the same way that jack frost from rotg's voice doesn't match his character model

Ah wrecker not really knowing what she means and echo, the one who has been trained to deal w people and hung out w ani and obi is just like 'thanks general'

Obes kenobes mention

Why is echo so pale

Depa and caleb feel a little too pale too tbh I wonder if it's the lighting or the whitewashing

Wow caleb is a lot like ezra, I can see why kanan wanted to train him lol

Is this what separates caleb and depa, leading to her telling him to run??? Do I need to read dume???

Oh no

Noooooooooo

Bb didn't get the order!

Oh caleb nooooo! Nooooooo they didn't receive that order, they can help you!!!

And he's gone

Oh I need an au where caleb stayed with bb and they helped him after depa died

Hunter sounds so much like rex it's weird like ik they're supposed to sound the same but it feels like wrecker is replacing rex or something. Even tho ik rex's story is over for the time being

Crosshair, no! Don't shoot at him! He's baby

Oh no did crosshair get o66???? It didn't seem to trigger anything in any of the rest of them, but is crosshair close enough to 'reg' for it to have triggered???

😭😭good soldiers follow orders

"sure thing, boss" "hey hunter got a sitch"

Crosshair acting sus

Oh I love watching padawans fight, they're so good!!

I hope that hit to the tree did a lil cognitive recalibration for crosshair, he was acting crazy

Caleb looks so scared!! He just watched his master get gunned down by his friends and now strange clones are trying to kill him/confusing him

Oh caleb

Oh no crosshair don't try to kill him!! Hunters trying to help!

Also hunter doesn't sound as much like rex w the helmet off, but it's weird bc most of the clones are distinguishable by voice even w helmets on. I guess it's the 'im in charge' voice

Star wars if caleb had gone w the bb

Oh hunter u sly dog lying to crosshair so he doesn't go after him. U gotta figure out why crosshair responded to o66 and no one else in ur unit did

Oh crosshair knows he's been lied to

I will always love coming-out-of-hyperspace shots

Ooh kamino, always nice this time of year

Echo is done w wrecker

Why hasn't crosshair taken his helmet off yet, lil bit sus

They better get his chip out on kamino, I don't wanna deal w this

Oof hunter 

Oh who’s that, giving me cloud city vibes

Extreme cloud city vibes wow

Never realized how many clones are just on kamino

Coruscant guard?!?! FOX?!?!

The vibes here, omg

‘The war is over’ wow

Oh no who was that

A female jedi, doesn’t appear to be shaak, couldn’t see any montrals but never know, we don’t officially know how or where she died

Ok wow none of the bb has their helmets on except for crosshair, who got the order. The regs around kamino all have their helmets on. That scene in victory and death when ahsoka took rex’s helmet off- 

And crosshair, he’s actins strange too

Oh tech, do u guys get bullied by regs a lot??

I love their barracks

Lol he finally took his helmet off only to stick a toothpick in his mouth, can he get anymore cliched?

Wrecker is seeming a lot more infantilized than he was in the s7 eps...

Yeah crosshair’s being sus

Ooh, he shifted his toothpick

Lmao ‘what programming’

Well documented my ass

Tech’s speech patterns are so stiff and robotic, it’s like he has to remind himself to talk in basic instead of binary or some shit

Tech throwing shade at crosshair

I can’t quite tell if we’re supposed to like crosshair at this point

Lmao we been knew

Oop ‘more machine than man’ the vader parallels are serving folks

Understatement.

Ugh sheev

Crusty ass bitch

Straight from rots wow

Who is the mystery child and why does he look mandalorian

Ooh he gone

Oh no, the beninning of the empire

Cheering?? Why?!?

That imperial march fade in tho

Thank you echo

Oh shit mystery child is female

Omega, I would not have guessed the pronunciation of your name by reading it wow

She def seems mandalorian

Ugh kaminoans

Oh the kaminoan pronounced it as it usually is, huh.

Omega’s character model def seems more masculine than female, I now headcanon her as trans

Ugh tarkin, I hate that crusty bitch

Empire politics ugh

I love how much shade is being thrown at tarkin and his stormtrooper proposal lmao

Why do all these clones have the standard haircut?? ik them boys like their variety, even if these boys are still under o66′s programming

Wrecker you’re being extremely loud

They’re all being loud in the mess, why

They remember, kid

Lol child

Oh my sweet summer children

The dad instinct was clearly passed genetically from jango lol all these clones got it

Why are background characters so mean? What about it, shiny? Why is ur hair regulation, reg??

The Sad Batchn omg the slander

Lol the food fight I’ve read about in the fics, its finally happening!

Is she.... australian??

The over-animation of character movements in this is reminding me of the looser style of rebels, as opposed to the more clunky style of tcw

Lmao he’s still got food on him

Food fight!!

‘Not again’???!!! Echo!! Wdym not again?! Food fights have happened before?!?? Wait. W bb or w torrent, bc I can see torrent having food fights on the resolute-

Crosshair’s just eating his food until someone messes

I like how echo still has his kamas

Oh no echo!!

Oh echo’s trauma, he doesn’t trust medical droids! Where’s kix when u need him, huh?

Lol, comically long name for a robot trope is alive and well, huh

Lmao the droid lowers his voice like ik this is a perceived bad thing, but I will not tolerate this slander, boys u need to get off kamino

‘The shock’ lmao whyyy

Lmao tech!!

Oh, echo recognized tarkin from the citadel!

‘When you blew up’ lmao

Oh they make me sad

Aaaaah fox!

Man the domino squad nostalgia

Those droids look cool

This is a neat scene, I like seeing them in action

Wrecker reminding me of hevy, but he’s got the training and success to back it up

Live fire???? No!!

Ugh I hate tarkin

Oh no wtecker

Did he just get shot!???! 

Oh no crosshair, be careful!

Tarkin’s trying to kill them!!!

Lol wrecker I love you

Echo using his mech hand as a weapon, truly an arc

Now I wanna see what happened on felucia

I like how tech’s just sitting on the droid’s shoulders

And hunter just had a knife

These boys, I love them

Oh no tech bby

Hot damn that was cool

Wrecher things so too lmao

Tarkin’s like “why didn’t that work??’

Oh new baby clones

No tf they could not, they would never serve the empire and those bitches

I love that they have a window apartment lol

Ugh tarkin u shifty

They all stand at attention, only after glaring at tarkin

Oh no onderon

I hate tarkin, he’s a bitch

How quickly could bitch lord and darth sad have replaced the armory on kamino??

Crosshair still acting sus

Neither does echo, kid

No.

I like omega.

Crosshair, with the sassy hand on the hip-

What does that even mean?? Or elude to??

Lmao tech messing w wrecker, they rlly r bros

Its prob the vegetation

Oh, I missed onderon, but not this much

Lol the put-upon sigh

Its clearly saw and his rebels

Saw! Looking sharp, what’s w the hair....

That’s a very geometric beard, saw

They didn’t kill any jedi!

That’s not what happened, tech

‘The clones’ bitch that was rex and ahsoka, check urself

Aw, I’ve always like the design of imperial probe droids

Thank you, echo

It seems like crosshair’s o66 programming and his mutation are warring w his morals

Lmao the shade

I knew she was an enhanced clone!

Oh, so she is (at least on paper) trans! She’s a clone of jango, and yet she’s female! That must be her modification, but it makes me wonder why

Lol *flicks toothpick*

Aw, they have a picture of themselves! Recent-ish, too, its got echo!

Oh no, AZI!

The difference between them arriving earlier and now, the lack of escort...

Creepy how they had to open the hanger door themselves

Oh no! Everyone!

The coruscant guard, I wish they had gotten better

Tarkin u dramatic bitch

‘The brig’ this ain’t some tallship

Lol echo that shade

Their blacks are different from the ones seen in the past

Crosshair, stop being a bitch

Oh, I don’t like that phrase!! And the fact that crosshair screamed it in echo’s face makes me uneasy. Did rex fill echo in on why fives died?? I hope so...

Crosshair, ur chip hurting??

This child, I like her.

No! Don’t hit hunter!

No crosshair!!!!

I dislike this immensly

So they do still have inhibitor chips!

Tarkin you monster

Oh poor crosshair

ihatethisihatethisihatethis

Lol tech I love you

Wrecker you sweet pea

Lol that’s adorable

I love how they form a “wall” its so suspicious 

He was about to say that, omega

Aaww, echo protective boi

Wrecker shut up tf

That was cool

Sneaky bois

This reminds me of rex and ahsoka sneaking around in v&d

Echo runs so stupid

Oh no they winter soldier’d him!

If he says who the hell is crosshar, I will lose my shit

Yes, he has. They took it from him.

The toothpick

I wonder how they’re gonna get crosshair back to normal

Not good that they nabbed the sniper

Oh, crosshair shot him in the same place he got hit during training!

Ooh, a kaminoan on their side!

I hope omega doesn’t die

Poor trigger etiquette, crosshair

Wonder if omega has any speciality training

They’re just gonna leave him there!?!?!?!?!

Nooooooooooo!!!!!!!

Omega reminds me of young boba 

Oh, so its in her dna

Go back for crosshair!!

Holy fucking shit that was amazing! I didn’t expect it to be that long, but I’m not complaining! This ended up being a lot longer than I anticipated, but I don’t feel like cutting anything out, so sorry for the long post but at least I put it under a cut.

[mneiai]

Obi-Wan was good at zero-G, he always had been, even beyond being a Jedi. The way he felt, though, was what he was sure people who were bad with it had described to him.

The world off-kilter. Every attempt to right himself just seeming to make it worse.

Not that he'd been feeling particularly settled. Not for the weeks since he'd been taken from Geonosis, not for the years since the last time he was on Mandalore. Maybe not ever.

Fett said he'd feel better soon, more like his "old self," and that terrified him. Because as much as he wanted to write Fett off as delusional...too much had happened that would be too hard to fake.

The Mandalorians had all sorts of gods, once. And a few lingered still, despite everything. A god of conflict and strife--the god of conflict and strife--was certainly the most likely to survive, even as the traditionalists died off or moved onto other religions.

Obi-Wan knew there were still those who worshiped that particular god because he'd seen it. When he'd been hiding in places like Keldabe with Satine and he'd seen the small blood sacrifices made for the god's favor in battle. When he'd been infiltrating Death Watch cells and he'd seen them dedicate their attacks and the death they caused.

It was easy enough to write "Jango" off as someone vaguely naming their child after the God of Conflict and Fertility, Ja'rango Vhetine. Perhaps not unheard of to imagine some famous bounty hunter being chosen as a template for an army (a trap). But there was no way to hide the powers Fett had or the regard that the Mandalorians were giving him.

But even if he was telling the truth. Even if he was one of the few of the Mandalorian gods remaining...Obi-Wan had a hard time believing what he thought Obi-Wan was.

Yes, he had always accessed the Force oddly, had always seemed, felt, different from his Jedi peers. And, yes, he had felt at home the moment he'd first set foot on Mandalore and had learned the language and culture so fast that Satine had assumed he was using "Jedi tricks" to do so.

That didn't mean he was a god.

There Fett's story became nonsense, the wishful thinking of a being who'd lost too much. Suu'mirjah might have been his counterpoint, but if that god had existed it had died out with the rest. With Mandalore itself. During the Dral'han.

And how could that describe Obi-Wan? The God of Peace in the Mandalorian sense--coming to terms with trauma after war, accepting loss during battle. The one who would guide the faithful on their march away.

He grimaced, then dismissed all of the memories that came to him that did explain it.

Being here was affecting his mind, that was all. No matter how hard he tried to block out the screams coming from the Sundari streets below, he felt the deaths. The New Mandalorian life snuffing out, their blood sinking into the barren soil, infusing it with power and--

No. No, he couldn't think this way. Whatever was driving the traditionalists Fett had brought along into some sort of frenzy of violence and murder must be getting to him. That was it.

His skin was not buzzing with energy. There was nothing scratching at the corners of his mind as though with just a little push more he'd know things he wasn't supposed to know.

At some point, he couldn't keep from drifting. It felt almost like meditation, but he hadn't chosen it.

When he came back to himself, he was standing in the bloody ruin of the New Mandalorian Temple of Suu'mirjah. Satine had told him of it, once, of the New Mandalorians wanting to prove to the traditionalists that they weren't "destroying" their culture by picking one of their old gods to worship. How Suu'mirjah became their God of Peace.

Obi-Wan had known without being told that they'd twisted him to fit some narrow, ahistoric meaning.

Twisted him.

He stepped further inside, staring at the altar (for show, the New Mandalorians performed no sacrifice of any sort, not even of the loss and emotions that their supposed god fed from). Fett was there, looming over it, glowing from somewhere inside.

Satine was lying on it, chest pulled open, still-beating heart on display.

"They wanted to make you their toy. I tried to counter them, with the Haat'ade, with Jaster, who understood you were meant to be. But you were reborn as the slave of our enemies, of your murderers."

Fett's anger festered in the building, creeping across Obi-Wan's skin. Yet, he was compelled to keep moving closer. He could see the tears in Satine's eyes, the blood trickling from her mouth that said she must be silent because her tongue had been removed.

"I didn't--he didn't take sacrifices like this."

The slip made something soften on Fett's face, leaving him looking like some blood-drenched version of the tender kidnapper Obi-Wan had been dealing with before they reached Sundari.

"Just this one. Just to break their hold over you, ner'riduur."  

This didn't feel like the sort of thing Obi-Wan's spouse would do, but he knew the words were true, now. As true as all the others.

He also knew, as he stopped in front of the altar, as Fett plucked the heart from Satine's chest, that it wasn't just the New Mandalorians that had perverted Obi-Wan's nature--Death Watch had worshiped Fett for just as long.

One problem, he decided as an old familiar sorrow sank into his bones, at a time.

[starwarsfic]

II.8

Originally posted September 27, 2020

Summary: The Mandalorian pantheon barely survived the Excision. But just because a god dies, doesn't mean they're gone forever. .

Details: Jango/Obi-Wan. Mandalorian Gods AU.

CW: gore, character death

xxxxxx

Obi-Wan was good at zero-g, he always had been, even beyond being a Jedi. The way he felt, though, was what he was sure people who were bad with it had described to him.

The world off-kilter. Every attempt to right himself just seeming to make it worse.

Not that he'd been feeling particularly settled. Not for the weeks since he'd been taken from Geonosis, not for the years since the last time he was on Mandalore. Maybe not ever.

Fett said he'd feel better soon, more like his "old self," and that terrified him. Because as much as he wanted to write Fett off as delusional...too much had happened that would be too hard to fake.

The Mandalorians had all sorts of gods, once. And a few lingered still, despite the Dral'han, despite their culture being destroyed piece by piece. A god of conflict and strife--the God of War--was certainly the most likely to survive, even as the traditionalists died off or moved onto other religions.

Obi-Wan knew there were still those who worshiped that particular god because he'd seen it. When he'd been hiding in places like Keldabe with Satine and he'd seen the small blood sacrifices made for the god's favor in battle. When he'd been infiltrating Death Watch cells and he'd seen them dedicate their attacks and the death they caused.

It was easy enough to write "Jango" off as someone vaguely naming their child after the God of Conflict and Fertility, Ja'rango Vhetine. Perhaps not unheard of to imagine some famous bounty hunter being chosen as a template for an army (a trap and thousands and thousands of new worshipers in one). But there was no way to hide the powers Fett had or the regard that the Mandalorians were giving him.

But even if he was telling the truth. Even if he was one of the few of the Mandalorian gods remaining...Obi-Wan had a hard time believing what he thought Obi-Wan was.

Yes, he had always accessed the Force oddly, had always seemed different from his Jedi peers. And, yes, he had felt at home the moment he'd first set foot on Mandalore and had learned the language and culture so fast that Satine had assumed he was using "Jedi tricks" to do so.

That didn't mean he was a god.

There Fett's story became nonsense, the wishful thinking of a being who'd lost too much. Suu'mirjah might have been his counterpoint, but if that god had existed it had died out with the rest. With Mandalore itself. During the Dral'han.

And how could that describe Obi-Wan? The God of Peace in the Mandalorian sense--coming to terms with trauma after war, accepting loss during battle. The one who would guide the faithful to their march away so that the God of Death could judge them.

He grimaced, then dismissed all of the memories that came to him that did explain it.

Being here was affecting his mind, that was all. No matter how hard he tried to block out the screams coming from the Sundari streets below, he felt the deaths. The New Mandalorian life snuffing out, their blood sinking into the barren soil, infusing it with power and--

No. No, he couldn't think this way. Whatever was driving the traditionalists Fett had brought along into some sort of frenzy of violence and murder must be getting to him. That was it.

His skin was not buzzing with energy. There was nothing scratching at the corners of his mind as though with just a little push more he'd know things he wasn't supposed to know.

At some point, he couldn't keep from drifting. It felt almost like meditation, but he hadn't chosen it.

When he came back to himself, he was standing in the bloody ruin of the New Mandalorian Temple of Suu'mirjah. Satine had told him of it, once, of the New Mandalorians wanting to prove to the traditionalists that they weren't "destroying" their culture by picking one of their old gods to worship. How Suu'mirjah became their God of Peace.

Obi-Wan had known without being told that they'd twisted him to fit some narrow, ahistoric meaning.

Twisted him.

He stepped further inside, staring at the altar (for show, the New Mandalorians performed no sacrifice of any sort, not even of the loss and emotions that their supposed god fed from). Fett was there, looming over it, glowing from somewhere inside.

Satine was lying on it, chest pulled open, still-beating heart on display.

"They wanted to make you their toy. I tried to counter them, with the Haat'ade, with Jaster, who understood what you were meant to be. But you were reborn as the slave of our enemies, of your murderers."

Fett's anger festered in the building, creeping across Obi-Wan's skin. Yet, he was compelled to keep moving closer. He could see the tears in Satine's eyes, the blood trickling from her mouth that said she must be silent because her tongue had been removed.

"I didn't--he didn't take sacrifices like this."

The slip made something soften on Fett's face, leaving him looking like some blood-drenched version of the tender kidnapper Obi-Wan had been dealing with before they reached Sundari.

"Just this one. Just to break their hold over you, ner'riduur."  

This didn't feel like the sort of thing Obi-Wan's spouse would do, but he knew the words were true, now. As true as all the others.

He also knew, as he stopped in front of the altar, as Fett plucked the heart from Satine's chest, that it wasn't just the New Mandalorians that had perverted Obi-Wan's nature--Death Watch had worshiped Fett for just as long.

One problem, he decided as an old familiar sorrow sank into his bones, at a time.

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A/N: There's actually a decent amount of Legends info on the Mandalorian religion and this is not at all it lol This is inspired by plotting on my discord where someone joked about the clones having hooves, I joked about fae AUs, someone brought up satyrs, I brought up Jango as Bacchus, and, uh, well. Here's an end result of some back and forth with multiple people lol

Mando'a: ner'riduur - my spouse

I completely made up the names of the gods, I spent way too long staring at mandoa.org before deciding to just take some words that related to what they were and smush them together. I'm not translating them here because the exact meaning of them isn't relevant.

[sellyoursoulforagoodfic]

Aliit ori'shya tal'din Chapter 5

Jango Fett x reader

Word Count: 1290

Summary: Jedi suck.

As if crashing because his jetpack gave out wasn’t bad enough, Jango’s heart seized up when he saw a Jedi ship in the sky clearly headed in the direction of the Mandalorian camp. If they found his people, the results could be disastrous. Especially given how divided Mandalorians on the whole were. Between the pacifists that would see their culture destroyed, Death Watch that wanted to take the warrior lifestyle way too far, and his people--the True Mandalorians--that only wanted to maintain their practices and beliefs, their very way of life was threatened.

And to make matters worse, you were in that camp.

“Myles, do you copy?” Jango tried to maintain his usual, ‘Leader’ tone for that question. “Myles? This is Jango. Do you copy?” His voice was a little more frantic. Through much struggle and a groan of pain, he forced his way to his feet. The ship roared over his head, closer and clearly coming in to land.  “Myles, if you can hear me, evac the camp.” Hopefully the connection was only having issues one way. He saw the ship’s ramp descending from the corner of his eyes as he tried to hurry. “Myles!” he was shouting now, running towards the camp as fast as he could manage through the snow with the weight of his armor. He could hear their footsteps getting far too close. “Get everyone out now!”

Desperation drove his movement as he tried to beat the Jedi to the camp. It felt like the powdery snow was replaced by thick mud with how difficult it was to wade through, but he managed to reach the edge of the crater that hid their camp before the now-running Jetii managed to. “INCOMING!”

His shout pierced the air just moments before his people spotted the Jedi standing ominously at the rim of the crater, lighting their sabers ominously. Jango didn’t listen to whatever the leader was saying; instead he slid down the snowdrift to stand by the Mandalorians’ sides. If they were going to die here, he would be by their sides. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw you crouched behind a box aiming your slug rifle at the enemy.

“Mandalorians, open fire! Shoot the loudmouth first!”

The next several minutes saw him barking a combination of orders that seemed to be all for nothing as soldier after solder fell to the Jetii’kad. They tried to keep them at a distance, even tried switching to projectile weapons, but nothing would stop the onslaught. This is it. My leadership led us here. Some Mand’alor I am.

He watched in horror as Myles was sliced in half in midair by one of the Jedi. Vaguely, he was aware of the people you managed to pick off from your slightly-hidden spot, and knew that meant that the sheer number of Jetii on the field went down. But it wasn’t anywhere near enough. Using a rock clenched in his fist, Jango fought hand-to-hand with several of the bastards, getting too close for their lightsabers to be of much use, but still, there were more. As soon as the last Jedi he was fighting was prone, a hand clenching his face in an attempt to stem the bleeding nose brought on by the headbutt Jango delivered to it, a strangled scream halted his attack.

Jango knew that voice. His head whipped around to find you, unfortunately seeing the bodies of every one of his troopers littering the ground in the process.

You were gritting your teeth in a fierce snarl, helmet lost when a Jetii ripped it off, while that Jetii dragged you out of your hiding place by your hair. “Fuck you,” you spat despite the vulnerable position you were forced into: on your knees with some unseen Force holding your arms by your side.

“You two are Bonded,” the lead Jedi mused aloud. “The Force moves strongly between you.”

“Let her go,” Jango growled. He had no time for their metaphysical nonsense.

“Only if you surrender.”

“Leave, Jango,” you ordered, eyes filled with defiance. “Save yourself.”

He shook his head. “Mhi solus tome, mhi solus dar'tome, mhi me'dinui an, mhi ba'juri verde,” was his only response even as he dropped to his knees in defeat.

You squeezed your eyes shut. You should have known he would never simply leave you. Neither of you had ever been any good at leaving the other behind. “You’ve killed us,” you breathed, letting your head drop forward as the Jetii used their precious Force to pull both of your weapons away from you. 

This fight was lost.

“You’ve killed us all,” Jango echoed. It would never be noticeable to others, but you could hear the grief in his voice. It’d been a few years since he took control, and those years had been great and full of prosperity, but you knew this would weigh on his soul for the rest of his life.

As far as the two of you knew, it was true. Between the pacifists and Death Watch--who you suspected was behind this whole situation--the True Mandalorians that used to make up the people you called ‘family’ were all that was left of the old way. According to the other two, Jango wasn’t even a Mandalorian. As if their shucking off the old ways weren’t enough, they had forgotten that the old beliefs held that anyone taken in by your people was a ‘real Mandalorian’. Gar taldin ni jaonyc; gar sa buir, ori'wadaas'la, after all. Yet they had fallen into the trap of blood purity that many other worlds coveted, the belief that one could only be a Mandalorian if they were born into it. An entire way of life, destroyed by people that swore to protect peace in the Galaxy.

What a joke, the thought ran through your head.

The Jetii that held you released his grip and allowed you to dart to Jango’s side. Clearly, the two of you weren’t threats to them as long as you were weaponless.

Instantly, your husband’s hand came up to cradle the back of your head to bring your forehead to his. Guilt ate at him for it, but the fact that you at least managed to survive brought him some relief. Mourning you wasn’t something he thought his spirit could take on top of everything else.

No matter how much you tried to fight it, you couldn’t stop the hot tears from carving burning trails down your cold face. Your hand came up to clench desperately at the high neck of his shirt. It took everything in your power to keep from sinking into a soul-deep despair at the realization that everyone you loved, everyone that made up your family apart from Jango, was gone forever. You allowed yourself to let out a keening wail at the thought, though, knowing that you’d never resurface if you kept all that sadness inside.

“Cyar'ika . . .” Jango murmured, eyes squeezing shut at the sound. It was something he’d heard only once before: when your parents died, and it was something he’d hoped never to hear again.

“Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum,” was the only thing you could gasp out. Your breathing was on the verge of hyperventilation, but you couldn’t seem to slow it down.

Off to the side, the Jedi watched the scene with forcibly blank stares. Many could feel both of your sorrow echoing out through the Force. Others could feel the ripples that extended out from their actions, changing the course of the future, perhaps not for the better. All realized that this was a terrible crime they had committed, one that was essentially a genocide against the old Mandalorian ways.

“What have we done?” the leader breathed, regret coloring his tone.

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Translations:

Mhi solus tome, mhi solus dar'tome, mhi me'dinui an, mhi ba'juri verde - "We are one when together, we are one when parted, we will share all, we will raise warriors."—Mandalorian marriage vows

Gar taldin ni jaonyc; gar sa buir, ori'wadaas'la. - "Nobody cares who your father was, only the father you'll be."

Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum - "I love you."

cyar'ika - darling, beloved, sweetheart

[vivacia-18]

May the 4th be with you recs!

Because fanfic is the reason I’m finally getting into Star Wars after all these years XDD

I’m gonna include the fic summaries and my takes, so plopping these under a cut for length. If you haven’t already read these, please go give them some love. And if you have, go give them some more! XD

I’m a fix-it, (at least mostly) everybody lives and (hopefully) nobody dies kinda gal, so while I certainly like something that hits in the feels, I don’t care for angst with no payoff at the end. Many of these are ongoing, but I’m confident enough in the overall feel of them to rec with that in mind. I also like long fics, so most of my recs will reflect that. 

Hunting Towards Heartstill by blackkat

Pairing: Mace Windu/ CC-2224 Cody

Status: Complete, 45 chapters

Summary: Plo has an idea. Mace agrees, and everything snowballs right into hell from there.

(Or: Mace and Cody get married in order to give the clones citizen status. Before they can focus on that, though, they're going to have to deal with ancient Sith artifacts, evil prophets, plots to overthrow the Supreme Chancellor, lost planets, monsters warped by Sith alchemy, inconvenient feelings, and Darth Sidious turning his eye on a potential new apprentice. Just...not in that order.)

Notes: Kat’s going to have her whole section recc’d in a minute, but this one is near and dear to my heart, so it get’s a special spot. This is the one that got me into the Star Wars fandom at all. And by “into the fandom” I mean I have never seen/read a single piece of Star Wars media outside of gifsets and funky graphic t-shirts in my entire life. And now here we are XDD

In short, as with anything kat writes, the characterization is top-notch, the wit even more so, and the feels will leave you broken to pieces only to bring you back together better than when you started at the end of it all. Enjoy <3

All of blackkat’s Star Wars fics, by she who never expected to be a part of this fandom so everyone thank sol for being a bastard and cher for having terrible, amazing, tempting, too-good prompts XD

Notes: As promised, I did indeed just link all of blackkats Star Wars fics XD Most are one shots, with several longer ongoing, and one very special one complete. Pairings and settings will vary, but I can promise you one thing: you can absolutely trust kat with your heart, no matter how angsty it seems (tho take those cliffie warnings seriously!). Enjoy, and may the Force be with you! <3

The Hero With a Thousand Faces by beamirang 

Pairing: Jango/Obi-Wan 

Status: Part 1 is a one-shot prologue, part 2 ongoing

Summary: “We’re going to kidnap a Jedi?” Boba sounds far more excited by the prospect than most twelve-year-olds probably should. And, because he’s Jango’s boy, because he’s too kriffing smart for his own good, he catches on way too quickly. “Wait. Are we kidnapping your Jedi?”

Notes: Fantastic characterization and writing - very witty (as one would expect with Obi and Fett XD) but also excellent on the heavier emotional aspects as well. 

The Desert Storm by Blue_Sunshine

Pairing: None

Status: 17 parts complete, part 18 ongoing

Summary: In Tatooine legend, the sandstorm is Lukka, the Fury, both cleansing and damning. Lukka, the slaves believed, was Justice, was he who remade the world, and remade the soul.The storm screams at him, and Obi-Wan Kenobi screams back.

Notes: It’s a time travel fic! It’s one of my favourite tropes when done correctly, and this one certainly does :) Love the characters, they have so much depth and growth over the series. And while this far it is 100% a “everybody lives nobody dies” kinda story, there is no sacrifice in plot or narrative tension. Wonderful proof that there can be other narrative stakes in a story than just character death. 

Under One Flag by NeurotropicAgentX

Pairing: Padme Amidala/Obi-Wan Kenobi/Darth Maul

Status: Two single chapter parts. Marked as incomplete with no further updates since 2017, but the chapters stand alone, no cliffhangers. 

Summary: The story of how Padmé Amidala becomes the reluctant Empress of the galaxy and acquires a pair of Force-sensitive bodyguards. Deals with the light and dark side conflict, the politics of an Empire, and Dathomirian Culture.

Notes: A fun little read! The dynamics between the three were interesting, and who doesn’t love the idea of Empress Padme? :D

By A Barista by Tomatosoupful

Pairing: Obi-Wan/Anakin

Status: Complete, 7 chapters

Summary: Obi-Wan/Anakin, Modern Coffee Shop AU unapologetically set in Australia. Some Star Wars story lines and character arcs adapted into modern coffee versions.Anakin doesn't really know why Qui-Gon hired him despite having no experience in coffee making or table service, and he knows this bothers the barista, Obi-Wan, but hey, at least he gets to look at the handsome guy while he complains.

Notes: Another fun little read! I love social disaster Ani in modern settings, ngl XD 

The Snowball Effect by Ghost_Owl

Pairing: Obi-Wan/Anakin

Status: Complete, 2 chapters

Summary: Anakin had not meant to nail the cute guy from his building in the face with a snowball.Obi Wan had absolutely meant to hit him back.

Notes: Another cute read! Once again Ani is a disaster, and Obi-Wan only less so by direct comparison XD I particularly remember this story for the author coining the phrase I now recognize as my favourite paring trope - two halves of a whole idiot XDD

Reprise by Elfpen

Pairing: None

Status: 7 parts, current part ongoing

Summary: Ben Kenobi dies aboard the Death Star in the year 0 BBY. He wakes up shortly thereafter in the Jedi temple in the year 41 BBY. Haunted by memories and regret, Ben must forge a new path for himself in the Jedi Order of his youth while navigating the murky waters of time travel. Crafting a better future from bitter experience is hard, but learning to heal is even harder. Major AU.

Notes: This one I found on the heels of Desert Storm, and while they are initially cut from the same cloth, you’ll find they immediately develop their own unique flavours. If you like time-travel fix-its (which I do ;D) then this is a great read, and has some lovely art to go with it! 

Life and What Comes After by Ibelin

Pairing: None

Status: First part one-shot complete, second part ongoing

Summary: Obi-Wan dies on Jabiim. Anakin blames himself, doesn't know how to go on and yet - he does. Maybe the Force rewards that kind of thing, or maybe he just gets lucky, but when a mission lands Anakin on a vaguely familiar planet, he gets a second chance to do what he knows he should have done in the first place: save his master.(And maybe a chance to save the galaxy, too.)

Notes: *Don’t worry, Obi-Wan does not in fact die!*

Ngl, what attracted me to this fic in the first place was the tag “Unrealistically Well-Adjusted Anakin Skywalker” X’D For all they say that though, his growth as a person is actually written very believably - he’s still Ani, but you see the work he put in. And damn do I love me some real communication between Obi and Ani, and damn do we ever get that here. Obi kinda backtracks that a bit with his own self-esteem issues in part two, but I have no doubt the boys will get through it! 

Definitely recommend, it’s got some really wonderful family feels <3

Witness Me by SLWalker

Pairing: Obi-Wan/Maul

Status: 7 parts, final story part(s) ongoing (part 5 is the main series that’s ongoing, part 6 scattered one-shots, part 7 art for the series)

Summary: Instead of escaping to Lotho Minor, Maul's captured by the Order. Obviously, that changes everything.

Notes: I’m currently reading this one! The first several parts focus on building the relationship between Obi and Maul. Then in part 5 we start to focus more on Maul growing as his own person, though he is absolutely still Obi-Wans other half. Get ready for some clone feels, because I guarantee you will fall hard and fast for the Blackbirds once you meet them <3 <3 <3 I also appreciate that while there is definite censure for the Jedi council as a whole for certain decisions, and Anakin is his canon disaster self, there is no character bashing or throwing under buses, and conversely no hero worship either. Thus far everyone is treated fairly - I really enjoy that we tend to see not only several outside views of characters and situations, but also a lot of introspection as well. 

If you’re in it for the people, this story is very much for you <3

[mneiai]

A brief history of modern Mandalore

I'd like to preface this by saying these are my personal headcanons. They are based on my attempt to mix canon and (more heavily) Legends to bring about a system that works for most of my fics (this is background for Everybody Needs Luck, thus why I'll be reblogging it to @melida-daan, but will also be used in Cuy'kaysh Dar), but it is in no way meant to reflect on what other people use/choose to do and is not a criticism of any other way of dealing with Mandalore.

After the Dral'Han (the Mandalorian Excision), the Republic installed a series of puppet governments on Manda'yaim as the ultimate authority in the Mandalore Sector. The remaining traditionalist Mandalorians at the time were still shell-shocked from the Dral'Han and their numbers on Manda'yaim were too low to prevent a Republic-backed re-population effort with people from across the sector (and from the Republic) who saw an opportunity to go far in a new government.

The faction that would eventually win out were called the New Mandalorians. They sought to separate the sector from its traditional roots and create a society that was (more or less) against forms of organized violence. Some traditionalist Mandalorians joined in the early days because of the extreme reaction to the Republic when it looked like the Mandalorians might be a threat, but others went to ground or chose parts of the sector that the New Mandalorians didn't want at the time as their new homes.

On Manda'yaim, largely just called Mandalore by that point, the New Mandalorians outlawed more and more of the practices of the traditional Mandalorians and made their own culture stricter as they did, until there was a very clear divide--no one could mistake the two as being even related to each other.

The traditional Mandalorians called themselves Mandalorians or, at times, the Faithful. They followed the Resol'nare and adhered to the old faith. The New Mandalorians they called the Faithless, and their leader, who claimed the title Mand'alor, was called the Anti-Mand'alor.

The traditionalists appointed their own Mand'alor, or the True Mand'alor, and began what was known as the ba'slan shev'la, a time of disappearing to recover and gather strength.

The New Mandalorians relied heavily on Republic backing, but as the Republic grew weaker and focused more on its own territory, the traditional Mandalorians became more active in the sector. They began taking back more territory and making moves against the foreign powers who had been exploiting the sector's resources.

Approximately two hundred year ago, these strikes created a rift within the traditional Mandalorians, as some went further than simply evicting a foreign power out of the sector, but actually went to their home planet in the Inner Rim and all-but wiped them out.

The years of ba'slan shev'la had created among many of the Clans and on many of the territories an extremist mentality, a desire to not just take back Manda'yaim and the rest of the sector, but also to destroy everyone who had kept them from it. But the majority did not agree and eventually would elect a reformist Mand'alor, Jaster Mereel.

Jaster came from Concord Dawn, a planet in the Mandalore Sector that still held to some traditional practices, but which had a population wary of following the Resol'nare in public. He was raised to know enough, but not to be considered an actual Mandalorian by the traditionalists, until he was exiled from Concord Dawn for killing a corrupt, New Mandalorian aligned official and taken in by the Faithful. He brought with him some more "modern" ideals and criticized the idea of honor without morality and restraint. To Jaster, it was both about forging themselves into the best they could be, but also about playing the propaganda game against the New Mandalorians and the Republic, both of whom had lost a great deal of respect over the centuries, and gaining soft power as well as hard power.

Some of the traditionalists could not accept that, they wanted to raze the New Mandalorian cities to the ground, to destroy them as completely as they had tried to destroy the Faithful. Tor Vizsla, the current head of the powerful House Vizsla, broke off to form Kyr'tsad (Death Watch), becoming its "secret" Mand'alor (with the even more secret backing of certain mysterious sources). Some followed him, though many more stayed under Jaster, who now called his followers the Haat Mando'ade (True Mandalorians), and yet others stayed neutral.

Jaster would eventually be killed by a traitor who was working with Kyr'tsad and the Haat'ade would decide that his son, Jango Fett, was the true Mand'alor. Jango was young and reeling from his father's death and so focused on the smaller aspects of the changes he wanted to start and worked with the Haat'ade to continue to improve their reputation and gain funds through mercenary contracts that few but they could manage. Eventually, one of those jobs would be a trap. A large portion of the active fighters in the Haat'ade were killed and Jango was sold into slavery.

This would turn the Mandalorian Cold War into an outright civil war, with Kyr'tsad, the New Mandalorians, and the remaining traditionalists vying for power. During this time, Duke Adonai Kryze of Kalevala, a moderate traditionalist who had been on friendly terms with Jaster, was a cousin of Tor Vizsla through his deceased wife, and had enough ties to the New Mandalorians to be seen as legitimate in their eyes, tried to bring the groups together and bring order back to the Sector. He was assassinated for his troubles, ostensibly by Kyr'tsad, though even some of Death Watch's worst adversaries suspect it may have been the New Mandalorians sowing discord.

Kryze had sent his eldest daughter to Coruscant during the war, where the only people from the sector she had contact with were the New Mandalorians. She'd already begun to prefer their policies (many of which were simply propaganda pieces and didn't reflect what they actually did) as the violence increased in her home and now she was immersed in their culture. She began to make speeches and leverage her power as the Duchess of Kalevala and the daughter of Adonai and cousin of Tor Vizsla to back the New Mandalorians--first from Coruscant, and then from Manda'yaim after they brought her there to add to their propaganda against the traditionalists.

When the New Mandalorian’s current Mand'alor was killed in a bombing, she was put forth as a candidate despite her young age because of her hold over the neutral traditionalists. The turmoil was reaching a boiling point and the New Mandalorian representative on Coruscant called in a favor to get Jedi bodyguards for Satine--Qui-Gon Jinn and Obi-Wan Kenobi. They arrived in time to see her win the election for Mand’alor and for Kyr'tsad to attack Sundari in force.

Managing to get Satine out of Sundari, the New Mandalorian capital on Mandalore, because she was a clear target, the Jedi and New Mandalorians worked on stopping the war. Oftentimes, Jinn would handle the investigation in Sundari or other major cities alongside the New Mandalorian forces, who had initially been unprepared for the strength of Kyr’tsad, but were now able to supplement themselves with forces from the other worlds under their control and some of the previously neutral traditionalists who followed Duke Adonai. 

Meanwhile Satine and Obi-Wan spent almost a year on the run together. Obi-Wan infiltrated Death Watch multiple times to feed information back to Jinn and the New Mandalorians, his younger age and his clear warrior-upbringing making him a more believable recruit. They traveled across Mandalore and, eventually, through many other territories in the sector hunting down Kyr’tsad cells.

By the time the fighting had been pushed off Mandalore and Satine was able to return to Sundari and take her rightful place, what little respect she had maintained for her family's culture had disappeared. Not only did she no longer want anything to do with the traditionalist Mandalorians (displayed most noticeably by refusing to actually be referred to as Mand'alor and instead using only her title of Duchess), she actively sought to destroy what was left of them, despite the support some had given her during the war.

Satine took the basis of pacifism that the New Mandalorians preached to new heights, outlawing beskar'gam, Mando'a, and anything else she claimed were connected to the "violence" of the traditionalists. She banished most of the traditionalists remaining on Mandalore to Concordia, the planet's moon, and setup a harsh blockade in an attempt to keep them from gaining more weapons and influence.

With no clear "true Mand'alor" and an ever increasing crackdown on Mandalorian customs by the New Mandalorians, Tor's surviving son, Pre Vizsla, gained more followers for Kyr'tsad (as Tor had died during the fighting unknowingly killed by Jango Fett). They went into hiding once more to regroup and gain strength, preparing for another attack when the Republic and New Mandalorians were distracted.

[starwarsfic]

I.29

Originally posted August 13, 2020

Summary: Dooku knew what Obi-Wan was and decided to share that with at least one of his allies.

Details: Sithspawn!Stewjoni. Geonosis AU.

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When one of his current captors leered at Obi-Wan as he turned in his bonds, he had that familiar dread of a bad feeling.

"I didn't think your kind ever left your planet," Fett commented as though this was some everyday event for him. "That's quite an extensive amount of work you've had, to look so human."

And it was, he knew, from before he was old enough to even know what was going on all the way until he was fully grown. Eyes, ears, teeth, nails, throat, removing spines from his back, placing artificial dummy organs to fool scanners, tattoos of veins and arteries because of how pale his skin could be. It had all served him well through decades of kidnappings and captures, of slavers and darksiders.

He stayed silent, watching the bounty hunter carefully. Had Dooku told him? He must have always known, already a Master when Obi-Wan was reluctantly brought to the Order. Or maybe Qui-Gon had told him, during one of the moments he struggled between accepting what was natural within the Living Force and knowing Obi-Wan wouldn't be safe unless he had another operation, let his body be disfigured in some new way.

"Why did the jetiise have you?"

There was something he couldn't quite place in Fett's tone and without being able to see his face and with the electric shocks keeping him from accessing the Force, he wasn't sure if he would guess right. It almost seemed like Fett was concerned, but that hardly made any sense.

"I'm a Force user powerful enough to be trained." That wasn't anything Fett couldn't have figured out on his own or that Dooku didn't know.

But Fett seemed to scoff at him. "They wouldn't have given you over because of the Force."

For some reason, he was invested in this. There was some need for him to know about Obi-Wan's past. He was a Mandalorian, but Satine had been as well, and he doubted she would have been so interested.

"I nearly died. I had been trapped in a vision, in a coma, for two months before they called the Jedi and gave me into their care."

"And the first thing they did was mutilate a child?"

He wondered if this was the issue that Fett had. "Outside of the very high price I'd be worth on the slave markets, technically it was illegal for them to bring me onto Coruscant...or most other planets where I could have had formal training." When he turned back around to face Fett, he gave him a pointed look. "We're classified as bioweapons first, sentients second."

The first time he'd been called "sithspawn" and realized the other hadn't actually meant it had been quite the revelation.

Another long quiet greeted him and Obi-Wan started mentally working through his possible escapes again.

"That wasn't true, when Stewjon was part of Mandalore."

Obi-Wan rolled his eyes, though he wasn't facing Fett and the motion was probably lost to all but whoever was monitoring the room. "That's ancient history."

"It doesn't have to be."

As if some door had been shut in his mind and just flung itself open, Obi-Wan realized exactly who "Jango Fett" must be. The supposed Mand'alor, traditionally the sole ruler of Mandalore. Who was taking some major role in what was clearly a plot against the Republic and possibly the Jedi Order itself.

"If you're wanting a political relationship with Stewjon, I assure you its sole Jedi citizen does not have such authority."

He'd gone back thrice in his entire life, more for his safety and the safety of others during certain developmental periods than to reconnect with his culture. They were uncomfortable reminders that he was foreign to them and that even if they reversed everything done to him that could be reversed, he'd never really be Stewjoni in their minds.

Perhaps it was one reason he tried so hard to fit in with the humans around him, memorizing micro-expressions and reactions, mimicking even the emotions he couldn't quite grasp.

"The Jedi will fall," Fett finally stated, such surety in his voice it made Obi-Wan feel cold inside. "And the safety they give you with them." He was moving, now, following Obi-Wan around the room so he could watch his face without interfering with the equipment. "Dooku told you about the Sith. Would you want to be as your ancestors were at the beginning, a slave to them?"

"I suppose this is where you offer me an alternative?"

"The others here aren't the only ones with plans."

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A/N: When I write humanoid aliens I make them really alien lol I've got a lot of Ideas for Stewjon, but in case it wasn't obvious, they're literally sithspawn, as in Sith experimented on them.

ETA: Here's some more detailed headcanons

[mneiai]

When one of his current captors leered at Obi-Wan as he turned in his bonds, he had that familiar dread of a bad feeling.

"I didn't think your kind ever left your planet," Fett commented as though this was some everyday event for him. "That's quite an extensive amount of work you've had, to look so human."

And it was, he knew, from before he was old enough to even know what was going on all the way until he was fully grown. Eyes, ears, teeth, nails, throat, removing spines from his back, placing artificial dummy organs to fool scanners, tattoos of veins and arteries because of how pale his skin could be. It had all served him well through decades of kidnappings and captures, of slavers and darksiders.

He stayed silent, watching the bounty hunter carefully. Had Dooku told him? He must have always known, already a Master when Obi-Wan was reluctantly brought to the Order. Or maybe Qui-Gon had told him, during one of the moments he struggled between accepting what was natural within the Living Force and knowing Obi-Wan wouldn't be safe unless he had another operation, let his body be disfigured in some new way.

"Why did the jetiise have you?"

There was something he couldn't quite place in Fett's tone and without being able to see his face and with the electric shocks keeping him from accessing the Force, he wasn't sure if he would guess right. It almost seemed like Fett was concerned, but that hardly made any sense.

"I'm a Force user powerful enough to be trained." That wasn't anything Fett couldn't have figured out on his own or that Dooku didn't know.

But Fett seemed to scoff at him. "They wouldn't have given you over because of the Force."

For some reason, he was invested in this. There was some need for him to know about Obi-Wan's past. He was a Mandalorian, but Satine had been as well, and he doubted she would have been so interested.

"I nearly died. I had been trapped in a vision, in a coma, for two months before they called the Jedi and gave me into their care."

"And the first thing they did was mutilate a child?"

He wondered if this was the issue that Fett had. "Outside of the very high price I'd be worth on the slave markets, technically it was illegal for them to bring me onto Coruscant...or most other planets where I could have had formal training." When he turned back around to face Fett, he gave him a pointed look. "We're classified as bioweapons first, sentients second."

The first time he'd been called "sithspawn" and realized the other hadn't actually meant it had been quite the revelation.

Another long quiet greeted him and Obi-Wan started mentally working through his possible escapes again.

"That wasn't true, when Stewjon was part of Mandalore."

Obi-Wan rolled his eyes, though he wasn't facing Fett and the motion was probably lost to all but whoever was monitoring the room. "That's ancient history."

"It doesn't have to be."

As if some door had been shut in his mind and just flung itself open, Obi-Wan realized exactly who "Jango Fett" must be. The supposed Mand'alor, traditionally the sole ruler Mandalore. Who was taking some major role in what was clearly a plot against the Republic and possibly the Jedi Order itself.

"If you're wanting a political relationship with Stewjon, I assure you its sole Jedi citizen does not have such authority."

He'd gone back thrice in his entire life, more for his safety and the safety of others during certain developmental periods than to reconnect with his culture. They were uncomfortable reminders that he was foreign to them and that even if they reversed everything done to him that could be reversed, he'd never really be Stewjoni in their minds.

Perhaps it was one reason he tried so hard to fit in with the humans around him, memorizing micro-expressions and reactions, mimicking even the emotions he couldn't quite grasp.

"The Jedi will fall," Fett finally stated, such surety in his voice it made Obi-Wan feel cold inside. "And the safety they give you with them." He was moving, now, following Obi-Wan around the room so he could watch his face without interfering with the equipment. "Dooku told you about the Sith. Would you want to be as your ancestors were at the beginning, a slave to them?"

"I suppose this is where you offer me an alternative?"

"The others here aren't the only ones with plans."

[starwarsfic]

II.9

Originally posted September 28, 2020

Summary: Obi-Wan fell through the world and ended up somewhere he couldn't have expected, with a dead man demanding answers.

Details: Jango/Obi-Wan. Canon-esque Obi-Wan in an Integration verse.

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The fall killed the others. Obi-Wan cursed himself as he pushed off from the ground, feeling their lives snuffing out. He'd had just enough sense to cushion himself with the Force--there was no reason there should have even been a fall.

He looked around, but didn't see anyone in the room he was in, which was...odd. Because until he looked up at the ceiling and the jagged, flickering hole in it, there didn't seem to be any reason for the impact to have done more than break some bones.

Above, through that hole, was a battlefield. Here, in this room, were...meeting tables? And windows, windows overlooking a city that definitely should not be underneath where he came from.

His head hurt, and not just from the blast that sent he and the Vod'e with him through that...hole?

The Force felt strange, too. Both worse and better than it had before, less shadowed, but with clear Darkness because of that.

A door burst open, guards streaming in, and Obi-Wan moved without thinking into a guard position in front of the only trooper who still had a presence in the Force.

The guards were clearly Mandalorian, but not in the Death Watch colors, and the one who entered felt very familiar despite his buy'ce.

That one looked at him and despite impressive shielding for someone who didn't feel like a Force sensitive, Obi-Wan could feel his surprise. Which implied it was probably closer to shock.

His own eyes flicked up to the...hole...above and the Mandalorians' heads all tilted, more surprise and wariness flickering through the Force.

"We're...sorry for intruding," he began, hearing the trooper behind him let out a soft groan as he began to regain consciousness and wanting to keep attention on himself. "I don't suppose you could tell us where we are? Only," he glanced up at the hole again, his attention in the Force still focused on them, "we seem to be somewhere unexpected."

"Force osik," the trooper (and now that he took a moment to look, he realized it was Happiness and thankfully not a shiny) muttered, the Mandalorians tensing as he spoke.

"If you're looking for someone to blame it on, then I vote General Vos," he directed to the trooper, hoping to keep his spirits up (Happy was notoriously dour). "But whatever this was, I don't think it will be easily explained."

"Who are you?" the lead Mandalorian finally asked.

Giving a proper, respectful bow, he answered with all the information they might give during an interrogation. "Jedi Knight Obi-Wan Kenobi and Private CT-3602 of the 212th Attack Battalion." He wasn't about to give out a trooper's name to a potential hostile.

There was silence, but from the ebb and flow of emotions he knew they were communicating with each other. Without any noticeable aggression (and, truly, this situation was probably just as inexplicable to them as to him), he knelt beside Happy and tried to help stabilize him as much as he could without equipment or taking off any of his armor.

"What do you think happened?" the Mandalorian leader asked again, pointing at the hole.

Which, Obi-Wan thought, was not really a hole in the traditional sense.

"We were on a planet with a strong presence in the Force. I believe we...slipped through some sort of...break in space during an explosion. Possibly time, since that city looks like some form of Keldabe."

"You've been to Keldabe?"

"I've been all over Mandalore." It was no secret and cost him nothing to reveal it.

"Spying?" one of the others accused.

He frowned. "I was protecting the Duchess from Kyr'tsad."

"Duchess?"

He shifted, trying again to pick out anything familiar from these people. "I apologize, but at the risk of this somehow being, well, time travel, and the potential to break the universe, could you please tell me who you are and...when this is?"

The date he was given was actually, seemingly, in the future, the name the leader gave them....

"Jaha'ati," Happy spat out, making Obi-Wan wince because accusing them of being a liar didn't seem in their best interest.

The Mandalorians bristled and Obi-Wan held up his hands in a placating gesture. "While this is all very... unusual, for you, the issue we're having is that...we seem to have traveled a decade into the future, in such case it would be impossible for you to be a man who died last year."

The leader, who claimed to be Jango Fett, who claimed to be the Mand'alor of an Empire, snorted and took off his buy'ce. Underneath was the familiar face of all of the troopers, though older than any had reached, yet.

Obi-Wan's mind worked through all the possible ways a too-old clone might have fallen in with non-Death Watch Mandalorian traditionalists and settled in some city that looked almost right and...none of them were less ridiculous than the alternative.

"You...certainly look like him."

This Fett narrowed his eyes. "You knew him well?"

"Not technically."

"As an enemy?"

"Very briefly."

Fett was clearly getting annoyed, but before Obi-Wan could change tactics, Happy was sitting up, ignoring his protests, and pulling off his buy'ce. He stared at the too-old clone (Fett, it had rung true in the Force and didn't that explain why the Force itself felt so foreign?).

"He knows us. I don't know who you are, some Vod'e deserter working on a con, maybe, but you don't get to try to play mind games with the General."

"Happy, it's fine."

"No! No, it's not! I don't know what's going on, sir, but this is--this is kriffed up. Pretending to be a dead man, that dead man."

The Mandalorians exchanged glances, then Fett stated, "Obi-Wan Kenobi is dead."

Obi-Wan made a thoughtful noise. He wondered if death was a factor.

"You don't seem surprised."

"I didn't know either way, though I do believe I know what all of this is."

"Alternate universe." He'd remembered Fett seeming clever, but hadn't thought he'd be this fast with something so unbelievable. "Through Force osik."

***

"We're at war," when no one seemed surprised by that, Obi-Wan frowned, realizing in a world with the Mandalorian Empire that war might have never gone away. "It's our first time leading armies in almost a thousand years." That got a reaction. "We eschewed our military function and took on the role of peacekeepers. War isn't what we're made for, trained for, anymore."

"But you're a damn fine general, sir," Happy put in, his signature scowl lightening softly.

"Thank you, private, but I fear I'm an outlier. I had left the Order as a Padawan and fought in a planetary civil war."

Happy's eyes were wide with surprise, Fett's and the other Mandalorians narrowing, possibly because of his implied age.

He hurried on, "It's a trap, we know it all is, but it's one we're helpless against. As soon as we took up positions in an army, as an Order--which the Senate pushed us to do and we couldn't not do to protect the troops as much as we could--we lost. We're no longer seen as mostly benevolent peacekeepers, we're...no more human to the average citizen than they feel the Vod'e are."

"Sounds like something the Sith would pull," one of Fett's people muttered.

"The Sith hid from us, from everyone, for centuries. The first confirmed Sith sighting in that time was a decade ago. It's clear they've been plotting extensively." He gave a helpless shrug. "We're supposed to be the specialist in fighting Sith, but they've waited us out and now we're unqualified."

Fett took the explanations at face value, though Obi-Wan could feel some of the doubt from the others as he continued on, sometimes with additions from Happy. When it was finally time for Fett to explain the position of the galaxy they were in, there was a surprising amount that stayed the same despite the massive differences.

Where they were was clear, why they were, less so.

***

"You're fluent in Mando'a?" Fett finally asked, having seen both Obi-Wan and Happiness communicating easily with the Mandalorians around them for days.

"Yes, along with many other languages," he tried to downplay it, but he felt as though Fett saw straight through him.

Fett narrowed his eyes, tilting his head in a considering manner. "I'd like to hear more about your Mandalore. Come to late meal with me tonight?"

Despite the sinking feeling, Obi-Wan agreed. He and Happy would need the Mandalorians cooperation still, whether in getting home or (hopefully not) making a new life.

*** Jango was beginning to lose track of how many occassions he'd spent with this new Obi-Wan. Meals, spars, meetings, there were many excuses to see him. And Obi-Wan didn't protest, didn't make noise about being a Jedi, didn't hesitate to use Mando'a or take part in some cultural practice. Integration didn't exist in their world, but Obi-Wan had clearly gone through whatever the equivalent was.

"I was going to marry the Obi-Wan of this world."

A brief pause greeted him before this Obi-Wan murmured, "I'm sorry for your loss," seemingly unsure of what could be said.

He observed this version of the former Jedi, refusing to feel guilt over preferring him. The other he'd had so many plans for, but had gotten killed in an escape attempt. This one did not see Mandalore as an enemy, had made no attempt to flee for Republic space even when shown clear maps of how to get there. This one wouldn't run because he didn't want to be a Mandalorian, if anything, he might try to flee because he so clearly wanted to be.

How the foolish Mandalorians who had him in the other world let him go, Jango didn't know.

He wouldn't be making the same mistake.

***

It was easy enough to show Obi-Wan just how awful the Republic was in this world. Jango didn't sugar coat what his Empire did, of course, not wanting to be too obvious, but that was to be expected. Even in the other world the Mandalorians had been a fighting force that the Republic feared.

And despite the war that was going on, this Obi-Wan had some sort of faith in his Republic still. He'd find none of that in the one still available to him, just even more blatant corruption, even worse battles and atrocities. The Jedi he knew were weak and foolish, but they clung to the trappings of their peacekeeper ideals. The ones here, for all their pretenses, were very different.

He'd find no familiarity there, no peace and comfort. Certainly the clone he kept close would be unwelcome, or used, by them.

Jango made sure that Obi-Wan knew he was welcome with him, with the Mandalorians. That they both were honored guests.

He made himself available for comfort, as well, forcing himself to be as tender and open as he could be, drawing Obi-Wan in. There was no hesitance when faced with Jango's lust in this version, just an answering interest.

The Manda had taken one ven'riduur, but had granted him such a better one in return, one with everything that had interested him about the first with so few of the downsides.

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A/N: Awhile ago when I was taking some prompts, I'd gotten an anon asking about a canon version of Obi-Wan in an established Jangobi AU. I was reading one of Millberry's Integration fics at the time, so while the anon might have meant for me to use one of my AUs, the idea that came to me was of an Integration AU, as it's a really awesome open sandbox. I've had this almost completely finished sitting in a file for awhile now, so decided to post it.

Happiness "Happy" is just one of my clone OCs so I didn't have to decide on a canon one lol