Thinking About Living Among The Stars

Taking one quote from the prequels and running with it all the way to space. Also, combined a couple of requests from a while ago. 😊

My contribution to @clanoftwoweek except I ignored the prompts because I just wanted to draw some father/son shenanigans. Life with toddlers…. I know it well.

More of my sketches of these two: https://sarahluann.tumblr.com/post/644563840438304768/today-for-my-100-day-project-i-did-a-bunch-of

https://sarahluann.tumblr.com/post/646491301998657536/so-people-keep-liking-and-sharing-these-and-i

Din sabotages his ruling as Mand’alor but it keeps back firing at him

So let’s say Bo-Katan manages to drag Din’s ass into taking on the title of Mand’alor after many escape attempts and threats. She sends Cara, Boba Fett, Fennec, anyone to drag his stubborn ass back.

None of them manage to catch him. So as last resort, Bo-Katan gets the Armorer and it takes one parental disapproving look from her and Din comes back like a resigned puppy with his tail between his legs. (Paz is laughing his ass off in the background).

Many mandalorians come to challenge him for the dark saber, and with a long suffering sigh, Din accepts. Unfortunately for him, he ends up winning.

The challengers are like: “omg, this Mand’alor is so strong, we stan 😍” even after they got their asses handed by Din.

Word spreads about the many achievement Din accomplished to the point people basically make poetry about him, and Din hates it so much that to blow off some steam he takes on more bounty jobs and ditches his responsibilities. Royalty isn’t meant to take on jobs such as bounty hunting, right? What a great opportunity to stain his image.

Din takes a bounty. Turns out, it involved some imps, and of course Din does the job, and of course mandalorians hear about it and are like “omg, our Mand’alor is so cool he took down imps on his own, we stan 😍😍”

His next move is to ditch important plans and meetings with important people to later hide at Luke’s jedi academy to be with his son. Luke doesn’t mind. He gets a call from Leia demanding to speak with Mando, but Luke, not really involved with politics so he doesn’t realize that Mando is a big deal right now, tells her he’s spending time with his son. After that, word spreads about the Mand’alor postponing his duties to take care of his foundling. The mandalorians, having a sacred creed about foundlings, are like “omg, our Mand’alor is such a dilf, we stan 😍😍😍”

Din hides at Boba’s palace. Boba won’t treat him differently, plus he gives goods drinks.

But of course, mandalorians find out and “Omg our Mand’alor is so cool he hangs out with criminals and does hot mandalorian shit 😍😍😍😍😍”

The people who’ve meet Din during his bounty hunting days begin to make stories about him.

“Mando is flawless.”

“I heard his beskar armour’s insured for 10000 credits.”

“I heard he does modelling commercials…in Nevarro.”

“One time he meet Luke Skywalker in an imperial cruiser and he ( THE Luke Skywalker ) told him he was pretty.”

“One time he punched me in the face…it was awesome.”

Din is SO pissed, because no matter what he does, people APPROVE of him. He could literally shot a random dude for no reason and everyone would worship him. He could kick someone’s ass for no reason, and the person would thank Din and ask his hand in marriage because what a fcking priviledge to be punched by the Mand’alor. He could literally start a war and the mandalorians would follow him which is really concerning and he doesn’t like the thought of having that much power. But the more he tries to avoid his responsibilities, the more people seem to like him.

So Din, reluctantly accepts his fate, and becomes a regular guest at Boba’s palace to get drunk twice a week and bitch about his life while the rest of the squad is in between pity him and laugh at him.

A Tusken gifting Grogu a stuffed Bantha as Cobb and Din look on.

AU where Dooku has a heart attack and ends up in a coma because of Old Man Syndrome and Ventress becomes incidentally in charge of the entire Separatist Army but nobody TOLD HER Sidious’s identity and when he reaches out, she doesn’t like his tone and cuts the call before he can convince her he’s her boss’s boss, so she just runs the army HER way, which is still a comprehensive war effort against the Republic and devastating to the Jedi, but in a way that really doesn’t help the Sith Plot.

Ventress: I’m going to be a problem.

Obi-Wan: For us or for the Sith?

Ventress: I’m going to be a problem.

My dream au is where the Jedi are slightly up and to the left of normal. Beyond what they already are. Maybe they are a bit genre aware/meta. Just Jedi being the crazy space wizards that normal people are like ‘be polite but don’t invite them for dinner’.

Oh man, I love fics in which people who have supernatural/magical abilities are just… unnerving to ordinary people… either because their behavior really is a couple steps to the left of what’s considered “normal” or because they have decidedly nonhuman physical attributes. (I’m not really writing MCU fic anymore, but Asgardians! You gotta write Asgardians as a little freaky, because they’re magic and also aliens and also semi-immortal, so they’ve gotta be weird.) 

I’m not really writing Star Wars atm (at least SW with lots of particularly Force-attuned Jedi), but things that would be unnerving off the top of my head (do I sound like I care “how the Force works”?): 

Jedi almost always react to something several seconds before anyone else. (In TCW, I imagine the clones roll with this immediately.) 

To the point where some particularly precognitive Jedi answer particularly strong thoughts before they’re said aloud. 

No, apologizing doesn’t really help, actually. 

Jedi making casual comments displaying a high degree of psychometric ability (the psychic ability to read an object’s history through touch) or postcognition (ability to divine the past). 

No, deep-cleaning your house won’t help. They know where that’s been. They know where everything’s been. 

Jedi making casual conversation with non-sapient creatures. 

Jedi being better at predicting the weather than any technology. 

This is more annoying than anything else if they have this ability and keep not checking the weather anyway, or straight-up keep failing to inform you that it’s going to rain later. 

Jedi using technology from across the room. 

They can and they will thoughtlessly flip a switch from across the room, without dropping the conversation. No, their technology isn’t all automatic. It’s them casually using the Force. 

Jedi displaying more physical awareness of your body and your surroundings than you yourself. 

“Sorry, you were going to bump your head.”  

Jedi who are powerful empaths always know your real mood. 

“Sorry, you were projecting. Is everything okay?”  

Jedi casually knowing what’s going on in the next room or making a comment that makes you realize they can eavesdrop on every conversation in a fifty meter radius. 

They know it’s rude. It’s mostly unintentional. 

Jedi floating, like, at all. 

ESPECIALLY WHEN IT’S AN ACCIDENT. 

HOW DO YOU FLOAT BY ACCIDENT???

It’s really no wonder that the Jedi Council stresses control, because an open connection to the Force could be brutal on a person’s mental, emotional, and physical stability. (I’m still a little ticked we didn’t get overloaded, slam-dunked into the Force, out-of-control Rey in TLJ.) Jedi culture in the Temple must have been pretty interesting, from the standpoint of a building full of people with superpowers. I know the clones in TCW aren’t, like, paid, but that just means they’re definitely not paid enough to deal with this Jedi bullshit. 

Deleted Scene: *Boba sneaking onto the Razor Crest in Chapter 14 to retrieve his armor only to fall flat on his face because he tripped over Grogu’s toys.*

Headcanon: Boba has mellowed quite a lot with age and instead of being angry all the time he's now just walking around quietly amused by how fucking stupid everything is

Yes! I think so too!!

After the sarlacc, things are different.

But they’ve always been different, he’s starting to realize. It’s just before he couldn’t see the patterns, the way strings connected figures and players and events across the Galaxy, all of it some grand cosmic play for an audience he couldn’t begin to imagine. The sarlacc’s consciousness, millennia old, had writhed into his, and though the worm had left its tracks remained, altering his perceptions. The human scale is such a small one.

Boba watches the story play out, himself just another player, and sometimes it’s all he can do to keep from laughing. It doesn’t really matter anyway.

The freedom in that realization is astounding.

modern au ahsoka and the twins ✨