#Cobb vanth and the mand’alor

[burnwater13]

Concept Art by Ryan Church depicting the interior of the Razor Crest bridge filling with water as the Mandalorian stands within it. Image from The Mandalorian, Season 2, Episode 3, The Heiress.

Back in Reality

It took every beskar enrobed fiber of  Din Djarin’s being to not laugh as Grogu walked back and forth, waving his arms, stomping his feet and then shaking his little green fist. The kid wasn’t having a tantrum. Not really. It was clear that he was angry about something, but he wouldn’t slow down enough to explain what he was angry about. 

The best information the Mandalorian had gotten from his apprentice was when Grogu began to curse in Mando’a and he heard something that could be roughly translated to ‘stupid Sith ruin everything’. Djarin couldn’t disagree with that. Mandalorians might have spent a huge amount of time fighting the Jedi, but the ‘darjetii’ were considered an even bigger problem. 

But why Grogu was ranting about that while they were just having a pleasant afternoon on Nevarro completely eluded him. They hadn’t had any problems with Imps lately. They’d been planning some trips to visit friends like Peli Motto and Cobb Vanth on Tatooine, with a possible stop over on Sorgan or even Takodana. The only thing he’d told Grogu was that he really didn’t want to visit Trask this time. 

The last time they were there he’d found seaweed and a couple of those ridiculous looking, but tasty octo-crab critters. He hated when that happened to the Razor Crest, but it was even worse in the N-1. The stupid thing was scuttling around his seat and managed to get a good pinch in before he had a chance to deal with it permanently. Djarin was glad that he had a small supply of bacta, but he’d had to wait until they actually reached Nevarro before he could apply it. 

He didn’t think that Grogu really cared about missing out on Trask. Niebla and her husband, along with Tad and their other children, were actually off planet visiting family on Glee Anselm. Djarin had checked because Grogu had really wanted to Tad to see how much taller he’d grown since they’d last met. Djarin supposed that every centimeter counted when your species fell somewhere between Anzellans and Jawas on that parameter. 

No, it must be something else. Grogu hadn’t liked Trask very much even when they were just there to visit their frog friends. It had been smelly, cold, windy, and unfriendly, except for Niebla and her family. Even the other Mandos they had met there hadn’t been on anything like their best behavior. He wasn’t really surprised at Axe Woves or even Koska Reeves, but Bo-Katan had been less of an ideal leader and Djarin hadn’t really forgotten that, even with all the time that had passed since that visit. 

Maybe that was the problem that Grogu was ranting about? Djarin had suggested that they make a visit to Mandalore. Axe had asked him to visit and they really didn’t have anything better to do. But between the comments about who Mandalorians were and weren’t, what the Creed demanded and what it apparently didn’t care about as long as the former Mand’alor did it, Grogu had expressed, more than once, his general frustration with all things Mandalorian. 

Grogu had summed it all up in one of his rare comments in Gal Basic. “Not fun”.  He wasn’t wrong. Nothing about that trip had been fun. Djarin still had pains in his back and shoulders from that wretched mech-using critter, among other things. Having to fight so many warriors and then protecting him and the former Mand’alor when Axe crashed the Imp ship into the planet to destroy their dank farrik hidden base there… that hadn’t been fun for either one of them. 

“Hey, buddy, are do you have a minute? I thought we could talk about our next trip.”

Grogu looked up at him and Djarin was certain that he’d seen a brief glimmer of irritation. When Grogu ranted he liked to just do it and get it over and done with. It was pretty clear to the Mandalorian that Grogu was in no way, shape, or form done with whatever internal monologue he was engulfed by and wouldn’t be for a while.

“You know what, I’m sorry I interrupted you. Carry on.”

Grogu trotted off and continued with his silent diatribe and again Din Djarin had to bite his tongue to stop himself from laughing. He was pretty sure he’d just fall down and roll on the floor because there was just something so comical about his son’s behavior. Instead, he went back to the food prep area in the multipurpose room and began to make them both something to eat. 

That was always the best thing to cure Grogu of a bad case of the internal monologue. Feed him. As soon as he’d had a flash frozen froglet, or a gorg on a stick, or even a fire stack, he relaxed and whatever tension had been causing the rant seemed to leak right out of him. He slowed down a little. He actually chewed his food. He grinned at his dad. And as long as he didn’t forget to keep his mouth closed while he did it, Djarin found it kind of endearing. On the occasions that didn’t happen, well, he and Grogu spent too much time searching for errant frogs and cleaning up after them. 

Just as he was heating up a small pot of bone broth for them to share, he felt a thud against his right leg. Grogu was hugging it as if he might never let go.

“Hey, buddy. It’s okay. Everything’s fine.”

Grogu was looking up at him with tears welling in his eyes. 

“Love you, Dad”.

“I love you too, Son. I love you too.”

Dank Farrik! Now Djarin’s eyes were filling with tears. 

This is the Way.

[mando-and-child]

Hi I'm new to the starwars Fandom and I've been looking for someone to take fic prompts! I'm so glad I found you! So, cobb/din Post chapter 16 team comes to mos pelgo and asks Cobb to come with them. That their new king wishes to train Cobb personally in the ways of the Mandolore. They don't yell Cobb that din is the new king and Cobb is pleasantly surprised when he gets to the newly retaken and now thriving Mandolore. A year later, Cobb comes back as a mandalorian and with a new husband.

Sorry for the long wait, I love your idea so much though and I hope I have done it justice! If you are okay with it, I would like to put this on Ao3 of course with credits.

Cobb Vanth and the Mand’alor.

Cobb frowns when he reaches Mos Pelgo, he had been out to negotiate with the Tusken Raiders. He had been with them like he had promised Mando, and now Mos Pelgo was doing better than ever. However that didn’t mean that outsiders came to them though. That is why he is ready to fight the second he notices the ship outside the town. He speeds up his bike and rides into the town. “Marshal!” Cobb turns to where his name was called and finds Lock gesturing to the cantina. It seems the strangers are making themselves feel right at home. Cobb nods his head to Lock and walks towards the cantina with all the confidences he can muster without the armor to protect himself.

He is shocked to find two mandalorians sitting at the bar. “If you are here for the armor you are to late and I will have to ask you to leave.” He says standing in the doorway like he had done with Mando once upon a time.

“Well it’s good we aren’t here for the armor then.” The smaller of the two says. “We are here for the Marshall.”

“Well here you have me, what can I do for you.” Cobb tries to not tense up, he is ready to defend himself. He knows though that their armor is very effective against blaster fire.

“Oh we know, our Alor had been very clear on who we were looking for.” The heavier build of the two says, sounding almost amused in Cobb’s opinion. “Ner’alor requested for you to be brought to him.”

“I’m sorry I’m afraid I don’t know who ever Ner’alor is but I have a town to look after.” He can hear the snort coming from the bigger mando. The smaller one comes to his rescue though.

“Our Alor is our king, the king of Mandolor. He has requested for you to come to Mandolor he had an offer for you. Your town will be protected while you are away, up until your return.” Cobb looks at the two unsure of what’s happening. The smaller mando must have picked up on his hesitation and brings his hands up. “It’s understandable that you don’t trust us but our mutual friend has arranged this.” Mando Cobb thinks, they can’t mean anyone else right? No it must be Mando.

“For how long will I be leaving if I decide to come with you both?”

“That depends on your conversation with ner’alor but for now two weeks. We need a few days to arrive back home.” Cobb nods his head. He had never expected for his first trip up to the stars would be with two mando’s. Because he isn’t going to say no and potential piss off a powerful being.

“Very well, I will come but let me pack my stuff and explain it to the town.” The two mandos look at each other and nod their head.

“Alright, we got some time. We will be waiting by the ship.”

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After having said his goodbye’s and having explained why he was leaving, he stood in front of the mando’s again. Though he is surprised to see a second ship, with the way the first one was placed he had never seen the second ship. The two mando’s from earlier gesture him closer. “Marshall, you will be leaving with us. These two will be here for protection in the meanwhile.” The bigger mando says. Cobb nods his head weaving at the two others who just stare back. “We should get going if we want to reach mandalor on time.” They walk on the ship the bigger one makes his way up to the cockpit while the smaller stays behind with him. Cobb looks away from him though when he notices his hands coming up to his helmet. He can hear the hiss of the air seal being broken, not soon after he hears a chuckle coming from the mando. He sounds very young.

“You can look Marshall, I have not yet sworn to the greed.” Cobb hesitates, mando had been very clear that they couldn’t take off their helmets in front of others. “Do you know what it means that I haven’t sworn to the greed yet?” He asks and Cobb shakes his head still looking away. Another chuckle at that. “It means I can take my helmet off without the worry of not being able to set it back up again. I’m too young to swear to the greed in a few months though I will be able too. Our Alor thought it would make you feel more comfortable if you talk to another person instead of beskar.” Cobb slowly looks over at the young mando, and Cobb was right; he is young. He can’t be much older then maybe 16-18 years old.

“So after you swear to the greed you never show your face again?” Cobb asks.

The young mando drags a hand through his blond hair, green eyes sparkling with mirth. “We can take the helmets off in front of our close aliit or family in basic. If you were to marry your spouse can see your face too. Only after marriages though.” Cobb nods his head in understanding, feeling a thrill about learning new things. “Come on let’s take a seat and you can ask me some more questions.” The blond Mando says smiling. Cobb nods his head and follows him.

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After three days Cobb got called up to the cockpit. The mando’s thought that he would like to see Mandolor when they get out of hyperspace. Cobb had nodded eagerly, making the two brothers laugh a little. Cobb had been surprised when he had learned that the two mando’s were brothers, but not by blood though. They had explained the concept of foundlings to him after he had found out they were brothers. The younger of the two had been a foundling where the older one had been a blood born mando’ade. They had explained the concept of foundlings and how much children mean in their culture. He likes that they try to find the family still even when they take in the child.

They come out of hyperspace and Cobb and help but stare. He had never seen a planet from space. It looks so big and it makes him feel so small. Well here goes nothing right?

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Cobb looks around the room surprised at the beauty of it, even in its simplicity. The room has beautiful big windows where light comes into the room. In the middle of those windows a drape is hung with one all too familiar symbol on it. What really caught his eyes though was the impressive throne right under it and of course the person sitting in it.

“Ner’mand’alor, we have brought the Marshall as per your request.” Mando nods his head standing up from the throne.

“Thank you both, you are free to go. I will see you for training later.” Both of the mando’s nod and walk away. Mando turns to him, Cobb wishes though that he could see his face. He doesn’t understand why he is here. “It’s good to see you again Cobb, how has Mos Pelgo been?” Cobb frowns is Mando really trying to make a small talk?

“We have been doing great, the tusken raiders are still our friends so that helps a lot. I don’t want to be rude but why am I here mando?”

“Din, my name is Din. It will get confusing very fast if you call me Mando. As for why you are here, well I have an offer for you. Know that Mos Pelgo will stay under protection if you choose to take my offer.”

Cobb looks surprised at being given Din’s name, but tries to listen to what he has to say more. “What is this offer Man.. Din?” Cobb saves himself at the last minute, using Din’s name.

Mando sighs seeming to be nervous. “My offer is that we will train you in our way, so you can earn your armor.” Cobb blinks at Mando feeling like his heart stopped beating for a second. Din seems to take the surprise as a bad thing and reassures that Cobb can take his time thinking about the offer.

“I will do it.” Cobb interrupts Din. “I take your offer Din.” Din's shoulders relaxed and Cobb realised that Din had been nervous about Cobb’s answer.

“Well in that case welcome to my home Cobb Vanth, I will teach you to the best of my abilities.” Cobb nods his head, feeling like he is dreaming. “How about we go somewhere more comfortable and I will explain it some more?” Cobb nods his head.

“Show me the way.” He says smirking

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-One year later, Mos Pelgo.-

Two mando’s walk down the ramp of an old ship that had seen better days. One of the mando’s decked out in silver armor the others armor also silver but with red accents. Both look at the small village in front of them.

“Ready Riduur?” The silver mando asks. The other nods his head, his gaze only on the village he had left a year ago.

“Yes, I’m ready it’s time to say hi.” Cobb says looking over at his husband. “Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum Din.”

“Ni kar’tayl gar darasuum Cobb.” Din answers nodding to the village. “Let’s go.” And both walk into the village ready to see it again.

[jessescoldbrew]

honestly huge ups to everyone in the star wars universe for being incredibly multilingual meanwhile i’m on my fifth go at duolingo french

[absurdthirst]

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Midnight Excursions

Muffled Sounds

Prey

Just Pleasure

Chemical Feelings - Sex Pollen

Body Heat

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Secrets - Virgin!Mando

Tradition

The Cave

In The Darkness

Unusual Situation {Mando x F!Reader x Ezra}

The Box - F!Mando!Reader

The View

Bred - Alpha!Mando

Needs

Me’dinuir {Mando x F!Reader x Paz Vizsla}

The Deal {Mando x F!Reader x Cobb Vanth}

The Hot Springs

Close Quarters

Heavy Is The Head That Wears The Beskar

The Face Beneath The Beskar

Kar’ta

Bittersweet Goodbye

The Path (Soulmate AU) (3000 Follower Give Away Fic)

The Throne - King!Din

Cantina Copulation

Le Trio de Fleur - Sex Pollen {Mando x F!Reader x Paz Vizsla}

Aliit

Beskar Bordello

Dreams vs. Reality

Blue Crush - Sex Pollen

Do It Now

The Mand’alor - F!Mando!Reader

Carbonite Cyar’ika {Mando x F!Reader x Poe Dameron}

The Mand’alor’s Riduur - F!Mando!Reader

The Return of the Mandalorian

Dosed - Sex Pollen

Bacta Bonding

Winning Stakes

All Access Card

One Night on Tatooine

Simply Din Djarin

Driven By Power

The Covert Cantina

The Future of Mandalore

Vivid - Sex Pollen

Unexpectedly Mated {Alpha!Mando x F!Omega!Reader}

Riduur in Training

Unmasking the Mand’alor

[stormkobra-5]

Legacies: The House of Fett Poster

Jaster Mereel: Mand’alor, father of Jango, a member of Concord Dawn.

Jango Fett: Notorious bounty hunter, father of Boba, the one from which all clones came.

Boba Fett: Best bounty hunter in the galaxy, father of Y/N, daimyo of Mos Espa before Cobb Vanth.

Y/N Janghis Fett: Up-and-coming bounty hunter, Force-User, apprentice of Luke Skywalker.

Din Djarin: Bounty hunter, father of Grogu, wielder of the Darksaber, future Mand’alor, leader of the Heirs of Glass.

Poe Dameron: Ace pilot of the Resistance, son of Kes Dameron and Shara Bey, commander and leader.

Kylo Ren: Sith Lord, once Ben Solo, conflicted and tortured.

Luke Skywalker: Legend, myth, Jedi Knight, son of Darth Vader and twin brother of General Leia Organa.

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[ladyxskywalker]

April 2022, part. one

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STAR WARS

✨ Anakin Skywalker

prompt – place: in the water reason: life or death by @labyrinth-runner (mermaid!reader)

✨ Armitage Hux

The Trick by @mylifeisactuallyamess (f!reader)

✨ Cobb Vanth

What Our Scars Remind Us by @flightlessangelwings (tbobf) (gn!reader)

✨ Din Djarin

Affection by @lightsinthedistancee (gn!reader)

The Covert by @juletheghoul (cam boy din) (f!reader) **

The Greenhouse by @lowlights (victorian era au) (gardener!din) (f!reader) **

Just Loss by @dvnvln (f!reader)

More Than A Feeling by @mandelirious (gn!reader) **

Siren by @ezrasbirdie (gn!reader)

prompt – ‘vanilla/slow, soft’ kinktober by @letterfromvienna (mand’alor din) (f!reader) **

✨ Grogu

Little Cold Fingers by @anxiety-riddled-mando (grogu, din x oc)

✨ Kylo Ren / Ben Solo

Discothèque by @clydesducktape (hannibal au) (dr. kylo ren) (fbi forensic consultant reader)

If I Asked You to Stay, Would You? By @a-reader-and-a-writer (f!reader)

Man or a Monster…? By @mylifeisactuallyamess (soulmate au) (ben solo) (f!reader)

✨ Luke Skywalker

Don’t Make Me Choose (two parts) by @full-time-make-believer (gn!reader)

Welcome Distractions by @full-time-make-believer (gn!reader)

✨ Obi Wan Kenobi

Brewing Tea & Sandstorms by @laserbrains (gn!reader)

Light in the Dark (series) by @purelyfiction (modern au) (doctor!obi) (f!reader)

Stranded (series) by @penfullofwordsaheadfullofstories (afab!oc)

To Dwell on Dreams by @spicemaidenfic (jedi!f!reader) **

Turbulence by @star-whores-a-new-hoe (afab!reader) **

Up All Night by @vi-does-stuff (a/b/o au) (alpha!obi) (omega!f!reader) **

✨ Original Characters

Stars in their Multitudes (series) by @jedi-valjean (star wars) (les misérables) (original characters) (original jedi characters) (original imperial characters) (twi’lek characters)

✨ Poe Dameron

If The Galaxy Was Ending by @starryeyedstories (gn!reader)

No More Wasted Time (series) by @againstacecilia (modern au) (afab!reader) **

You Almost Died And You’re Making Jokes? by @a-reader-and-a-writer (gn!reader)

Your Love Is Sunlight by @acedameron (f!reader) **

prompt – relief after a dangerous situation by @dailyreverie (gn!reader)

prompt – seeing you in a new dress by @dailyreverie (f!reader)

ROGUE ONE

✨ Baze Malbus

Healing by @uwingdispatch (chronically ill) (gn!reader)

✨ Bodhi Rook

Warm Hearted by @uwingdispatch (chronically ill) (gn!reader)

TRIPLE FRONTIER

✨ Benny Miller

Dancing in the Rain by @waywardimpalawriter (plus size!f!reader)

Three Strikes and You’re In, Crush (series) by @rayslittlekitten (benny x ofc) (will x f!reader)

Why Ya Wanna (sequel to Dancing in the Rain) by @waywardimpalawriter (plus size!f!reader)

✨ Frankie Morales

Our Little Secret (series) by @icanbeyourjedi (f!reader) **

Saccharine by @forever-rogue (f!reader) **

✨ Will Ironhead Miller

Coach Miller by @marvelousmermaid (platonic!bff!will) (f!reader)

Modern Muse by @rayslittlekitten (photographer!will) (fiancé(e)!gn!reader)

Patience by @ohheyitsokay (f!reader) **

✨ Santiago Garcia

A Little Bit of Hope (Part 1) (series) by @artemiseamoon (f!reader)

prompt – ‘that’s it, that’s my girl’ by @autumnleaves1991-blog (f!reader) **

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[lavendertales]

Cyare series**

pairing: Mand’alor!Din Djarin x Mandalorian!f!reader with name

summary: on his journey to become the Mand’alor, Din encounters someone who will turn his world upside down and change it forever. 

SERIES WARNINGS: plenty of sexual acts, angst, death, mentions of guns, friends to lovers, soulmate!AU. Chapter marked with ** contain smut.

AGELESS/EMPTY BLOGS & MINORS WILL BE BLOCKED!

header: @katronautt​ ​

Chapter 1 

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6**

Chapter 7

Chapter 8**

Chapter 9**

Chapter 10**

Chapter 11 

Chapter 12

Chapter 13**

Chapter 14**

Chapter 15**

Chapter 16**

Chapter 17**

PARALLEL ONE SHOTS:

Formalized curiosities**: Cobb Vanth x ofc/f!reader with name

Alternative ending**

[hexedmaiden]

So Heavenly

Din Djarin/Cobb Vanth Words: 592 Rating: E Status: Complete Summary: Some sweet, morning smut between two husbands ��️  He could feel the rays of sunlight coming through the bedroom window before he even fully regained consciousness. Usually, Din would be up and out of bed, watching the sunrise above the clouds as the birds sang before his duties as Mand’alor. Instead, he lays in bed as long as he can, curling around the warmth of his husband. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───  link in the reblog and source

[byjove]

The Armorer: To become a Mandalorian you must swear the Creed, adhere to the Resol'nare. You must learn to speak the language, defend yourself and your family, raise any future children in the Mandalorian Way, be available when called upon by the Mand’alor, contribute to the clan’s welfare and swear to never remove your armor.

Cobb Vanth, who is so sick and tired of being shot and desperate for some badass beskar’gam: Yeah. Sure. Great. Can do. When do I get the chest plate?

[burnwater13]

Grogu was confused. Who was this other Mandalorian? Who wasn’t a Mandalorian. But had Mandalorian armor. And knew who the Jedi were. 

Din Djarin said his name was Boba Fett and he was the Daimyo of Mos Espa on Tatooine. Like that explained things. He was a guy in Mandalorian armor, like Cobb Vanth. But not a marshal. 

And he hung around with a person that Grogu knew was an assassin. Fennec Shand. They had almost sort of met a long time ago. Peli had told Grogu about her. Now she was back. But she was supposed to be dead. The Mandalorian had told him that after dealing with that gunslinger kid.

Wow it was hard to know who everyone was and what they were supposed to do or be or even if they were alive or not. He knew the Force was mysterious but he didn’t know it was that mysterious. Or did he? 

After all he’d survived the destruction of the Jedi Temple. That wasn’t easy. He’d also managed to get along for a long time without anyone finding him. And even when they did find him, he got away again. Sort of. There were a lot of ups and downs in his story.

But apparently that was pretty typical for the people he knew. Boba Fett had been left for dead on Tatooine, but managed to survive. Same thing for Fennec. Din Djarin had almost died, but IG-11 saved him. Grogu had been given to the Imps, taken from the Imps, captured by the Imps, rescued from the Imps. It was a lot. 

And that, not a Mandalorian, Mandalorian, had helped rescue him, as did the assassin. Which struck Grogu as very weird and super nice. It wasn’t often that people just helped each other out just because they could. For that reason alone he would always be in debt to Boba Fett and Fennec Shand. 

Of course, he wasn’t sure if the real Mandalorians felt the same way. They had been kind of snippy to the older gentleman according to Din Djarin. Grogu didn’t like it when people were mean to other folks just because they were different. He was different from just about everyone and he tried to accept them all for the good they brought to the galaxy. 

After all there weren’t that many Mandalorians left in the galaxy. Could you really afford to be insulting to any of them if you hoped to become Mand’alor some day? Just like there weren’t that many Jedi left either…or any. After all, Ahsoka Tano said she wasn’t a Jedi. Grogu hadn’t finished his training at the temple which is why he didn’t have his own lightsaber and he didn’t know of any other Jedi. They were gone. 

That was why a Mandalorian and a Jedi had to do things together. They needed one another. They had to look toward a future that might still be hostile to them and do their best to improve things. It was a big deal. 

Maybe some people wouldn’t expect it, but Grogu was pretty sure that people like Moff Gideon would expect it. The Mandalorians had helped him and Din Djarin get away from the Imps more than once now. It showed just how strong a team they could be if they worked together. That was sure to make an impression on the former war lord. 

Grogu just hoped it was an impression that said ‘Don’t mess with us. We’ll bring you in cold if we have to.’

[din-djarins-riduur]

Things i hope we see in The Mandalorian Season 3 (Update ! ✨means we saw it ! )

A new ship for Din ✨

Mandalore (for some reason i feel like it would be creepy or have beasts since everyone says it’s cursed or no one goes there)

Din training with the Darksaber ✨

Bo-Katan explaining to Din about Mandalore’s history and the end of the Clone Wars ✨ (kind of ? The armorer with the Night of A Thousand Tears ? ) ✨

Din attending another clan’s bonfire night or dinner of the like and feeling socially awkward and not knowing the others’ jokes or stories. He tries his best to fit in but it’s obvious he’s not up to speed.

Backstory of a Mand’alor ✨

More Mandalorian children ;-; and foundlings.

More Mandalorian children ;-; and foundlings.

Din feeling sad and becoming quiet when he sees the kids playing bc it reminds him of his son ✨ ( that Rodian child on the space shuttle ) ✨

A Mandalorian song or hymn.

Mandalorians speaking Mando’a. Maybe Din can speak it too but he just never has in front of anyone else before besides his covert ? ✨

A visit to an old planet in the inner rim ? Maybe Coruscant ?

Din having a hard time sleeping bc he misses Grogu ✨ (depressed in tbobf) ✨

Din maybe even being a bit depressed in the beginning from being alone again. ✨

A possible reunion with Omera ? Maybe he goes back to her for a bit amongst all the chaos and new responsibilities as ruler of Mandalore ?

Grogu training with Luke ✨

Finding out what those weird creatures were in the lab on Navarro

Another visit with Peli >:3 maybe to buy a ship from her or ask where he could get one ? ✨

Cobb Vanth or Mayfeld make another appearance ✨

More flashbacks or memories of Din’s past and parents

Flashbacks with Din’s adoptive father. Like who was he ? What kind of man was he ? Was he quiet and serious like Din or was he sometimes goofy with his foundling when alone ? Did Din have a hard time learning certain things and need more practice/attention ?

Was Din bullied by other kids since he was a foundling ?

A memory of Din swearing himself to the Creed

Din running into someone from his covert and they no longer wear the helmet. Maybe Paz ?

[vaguely-concerned]

The Mandalorian Chapter 14 reactions: HOLY SHIT THAT WAS AWESOME BUT ALSO I’M CRYING edition

- the good good din characterization is back after all the weirdness last episode!!!! that soft way he says ‘no, no, I’m not mad at you’? THAT’S din djarin, he would not be fucking impatient with his son having just been informed and seen for himself that he is terrified, go away mr filoni I know you’ve got all of canon memorized but you don’t get this lol. this feels much more right in how din being conflicted and still thinking he should give the baby away for his own good plays out too  

honestly every line of dialogue for him in this one was perfect I was just whispering ‘I love this awkward clueless wonderful man just doing his best’ to myself any time he said anything. “...does this look Jedi to you?” sir I adore you more than words can describe

- we got din chuckling. asjdklfhsdkafghsdafsadhjkfsdahjkfh. fskahfksjad. side note: I can’t believe my joke post about din desperately trying to Force home school the kid with the one (1) jedi trick he knows about and the baby being delighted by it over and over anyway -- listen to his expectant excited laugh when din takes the ball and sets up the game!!!! -- was canon all along. and then the baby & mando music kicking in when he gently put the silver ball into the baby’s hands again and tells him he’s special (because he IS special. to din)? hmng. hmmmmnnnnn  

they opened on the height of softness so we would all crumple under the weight of the rest of the episode and that was very mean of them in a way I sincerely appreciate 

- nothing to see here... just a dad trying to walk through the literal manifestation of the unassailable underlying forces of the universe to get to his baby again and again........ the desperation in that, the love, the foolhardy devotion................... shit

- okay so I might be a dumbass, but I’d never noticed this before -- the silver ball has a blue spot on the top, like so: 

and in addition we get the room where the baby goes full darth grogu (I have to laugh so I don’t cry okay) on those storm troopers, and there’s a red light in there dominating the room (and it did even more in the concept art):

in star wars blue means light side and red means dark side (it’s very sophisticated that way), meaning the visual storytelling here is that there’s a battle for the baby’s soul and gideon and all his nonsense (and the trauma bb’s been through in the wider sense) is pulling towards the dark, while grogu and din’s connection leads him towards the light. just... the image of the baby looking at his own reflection in the symbolic representation of his relationship to din? the way children find their sense of self through being safely reflected and held by their caretakers? god help meeeeeee I will go in there and fistfight gideon myself for disrupting that in any way  

the smaller light seems to be blue too, like there’s still the presence of light even if it’s dimmed and small in that shitty horrible room, which is a change from the concept art!

- FENNEC SHAND SURVIVED BITCHES!!! I even called that she’d be back with new shiny robot parts back in season 1, could not happen to a cooler lady, I hope we get more backstory and interaction from her the next episodes -- sounds like she’s basically sworn herself to boba’s service in gratitude for saving her life, I wonder if that’s a cultural thing of whereever she comes from? does she live aboard slave 1 now too?? because that would be hilarious and amazing, it must be like two strange cats trying to get used to sharing the same space   

- everything I could ever hope for about boba fett in this series came true, they went down the much more interesting and nuanced route with jango and boba’s identities as mandalorians, he looked cool as fuck and made din as a character shine rather than overshadowing him... amazing beautiful yesss 

(I did 100% not anticipate just how ‘cool uncle boba here to help you fuck shit up’ he was going to be but I am delighted to get it anyway. uncle points deducted for getting someone to point a gun at the baby, but the main point still stands lol) 

the power and brutality of his hand to hand fighting too... a w e s o m e , I enjoyed the action scenes a lot in this one

- they even recanonized him actually wearing jango’s armour. what more could I ask for. I’ve had confused parent & child feels about these two since I was like eleven and here we fucking go again. and jango fighting in the mando civil wars too!

- so I’m grieving the razor crest (and I always will be, rip you magnificent jalopy, always in my heart) but also there’s the grim satisfaction that my reading on it was sort of true -- it is (...was. oh god it’s going to take a while to sink in huh) a symbol of din’s self and life, and at this point when they take the baby it tears everything else to pieces. the only thing that’s left in the ashes is the beskar and the thing that connects him to the baby. and there’s... a strange solace in seeing that that’s all he needs to keep going? he’s fucking obliterated from orbit but he still has his love for the baby and the beskar and that can keep him going until he finds something new, everything else can be replaced?????? weirdly healing, though he is probably going to have a solid breakdown at some point after they get the kid back (shut up they are getting the kid back) and the cold distant fog lifts 

also this scene/shot feels like it carries some Meaning, doesn’t it? I’m on record several times saying I never want din to be mand’alor and that’s still true, but there’s something about the framing of this and the way boba looks at him that’s like... hm. I’m not sure I have the words for it. there’s something heightened about it, anyway, for a moment he looks like something mythic there in the wreckage 

(something I would be much cooler with is our clan of two growing a little bit and those new people rallying behind him, actually, that might be neat. imagine if a force user does show up for the baby and gets adopted into the clan somehow??? so many possibilities.) 

- from the way he picks up the silver ball... din djarin is on his way to straight up murder some people huh

I think part of what reassures me about this scene is the music -- this mando flute is not distant, is not beaten, is not despondent, it’s clear and determined and strong.

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I love this. I love when we get explicit baby POVs, it makes it feel so real and intimate and... like home. (I especially loved baby’s point of view inside the razor crest, which just made me tear up again. baby lost the closest thing he’s had to a home in a long long time on top of it all. everything is suffering)

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Emotionally Significant Thumb Grabbing tm; the show

- din djarin looking for the ‘on’ switch on a magic rock fhsdakjfhsadlfhsdjah I can’t breathe

 “Well, this is the seeing stone. Are you. Seeing anything?” fsafkdsajhfsa sdhfksjalhfkjsdahfkjsdhf

- the energy around the baby as he’s, in ahsoka’s words, ‘choosing his path’ is blue, and the force sort of works across time and space, right?? so there’s definitely still hope for our lil green bean to not have to come up with a really dumb unsubtle sith name for himself, as is regrettably yet delightfully tradition. darth babbu should never come to pass (I do like how they’re interrogating the normal dark/light side dichotomy in this series, seeing as this is a literal baby who can’t really be responsible for that stuff himself yet and has such capacity for both.)  

- listen. listen, the way din says ‘can you please hurry up’ with no sarcasm or real impatience whatsoever, more like a harried worry, to his force-meditating son as he jogs off to make sure no one’s trying to kill them. is hilarious and also YES this is what the character is!!! weirdly and incongruously polite under stress sometimes and with a slightly odd reaction pattern to things!!! he’s not just quiet and badass, he’s a little strange sometimes and it’s so good!  

- a friendly opening volley warning shot from boba there

also din uncertainly asking BOBA FETT if he’s a jedi... now this is the dramatic irony I’ve been looking for haha 

I guess neither shand nor boba actually know din’s name after this either. baby you gotta start introducing yourself at some point it gets real confusing when there are two mandos on screen 

oh the long weary sigh going through din’s frame when boba says he wants ‘the armour’ and he thinks it’s just someone trying to peel the beskar off his corpse again. sorry the galaxy’s so shitty dad   

- “But fate sometimes steps in to rescue the wretched” is a killer line well done mr favreau. I like that boba actually offers din a good deal as well and seems to intend to deliver on it from how things are going. 

- din using his beskar-covered bod to cover someone he’s fighting alongside!!! literal moving cover haha. also I love fennec’s costume design  

- I don’t know where din got more whistling birds from and I don’t care, it was really cool haha 

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wow haha um so anyway -- 

(cue all the ‘who wore it better’ with cobb vanth’s ‘spiderman’s first home made costume’ look on one side and ABSOLUTE UNIT DADDY boba fett on the other side posts lol)

- aaaghh the music almost like a stunned desperate fluttering heart beat as din watches the razor crest be destroyed 

- for someone who has willingly worked for them in the past boba sure sounds less than thrilled about having the empire back in any capacity 

- oof the deadness in din’s voice when he says “The child is gone”. ooooh no that got me  h e l p 

- guessing next episode is at least partly a ‘gathering old allies and preparing the assault’ step before the grand finale, then! they cannot go for the season ender cliffhanger with this, I will fucking riot. anything can be up in the air except baby and dad being separated, I will not allow it

it would be very funny if the force user baby called out to comes stumbling into the middle of all this like the troy entering the room with pizzas meme too 

- the music in the darth grogu scene is partially a dark mirror of the baby & mando music :’( is nothing in this world sacred

also from how he reaches out for it baby might have used a light saber before in the past with the jedi? ngl the idea of baby wielding the dark saber not when he’s all grown up but in like two episodes -- with all the chaos a toddler holding a laser sword would involve -- is all that is keeping me sane here 

‘liable to put an eye out with one of these’ well gideon you sure have doomed someone to lose an eye with that one, here’s to hoping it’s you, for full dramatic payoff 

he is a deliciously smug awful force with great musical cues tho, you have to give it to him

- okay so this

is obviously awful and horrible and it makes me so sad... but it is undeniably also very very very funny in how it’s framed. you know what? after all this bullshit baby grogu can have a little dark side tantrum, as a treat, we’ve all been there right

(forget finding a jedi, we need to go out there and find a child psychologist who can help him deal with this without adding the fear that he’s on the path to become a two foot tall evil space sorcerer to the mix Y_________Y) 

- rip the razor crest except for the second time :’’’( gone but never forgotten

- the last thing din tells the baby is “I’m gonna protect you; I’ll be back soon”. and I hope that stays with the kid somehow and that it actually comes true, that din will be back for him as soon as humanly possible and all this pain and fear can be repaired. ggggghhhhh my emotions are too big for my dumb human body 

[vvitchering]

Do you think Mos Pelgo is far enough from the bullshit of the court for Boba to relax the Badass King thing a little? It’d be like his countryside weekend retreat. He gets to be a little soft and also hold hands with his man anywhere he wants and not worry about the sharks.

I’ve been thinking about this so hard since you sent it in, anon. 

I love the concept of tiny little nowhere town Mos Pelgo becoming the secret exclusive getaway destination of the new crime lord. Like, we love to discuss Din finding ways to dip out of his important Mand’alor responsibilities, but I feel in my bones that Boba would also get so sick of court life. He’s always lead an adventurous life, for better or worse, so the monotony of all the paperwork and meetings and negotiations and subsequent assassination attempts would really start to grate on him after a while.

Fennec is plenty capable and she’s an extremely fast learner on top of matching Boba’s ambition. I think he trusts her enough to leave things in her hands while he goes and takes a bit of a vacation. He gets to enjoy some relative anonymity and peace AND he gets to annoy the shit out of Cobb Vanth and maybe get lucky while he’s at it. That’s the best R&R anyone could ask for. 

[absurdthirst]

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The Tournament - Chapter 1

You can find this on AO3!

Summary: "This kingdom was a large one, ruled by whom many would call a fair and just ruler; the Witch King. This title was passed down from generation to generation, as was the way of monarchies, but upon them was also bestowed a second. Over the years there had been many Mand’alors -- Mand’alor the Ultimate, Mand’alor the Blessed, Mand’alor the Vindicated -- but this one was Mand’alor the Beloved. They were also Din’s buir.

And they were dying."

It is known that when a new Witch King comes to the throne they are in need of a Protector, and in order to find this Protector there must be a tournament.

Notes: I blame the TIOOIW DinCobb Discord for this. It's all you fault. You know who you are! *squints eyes at you*

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"Thus ends the reign of Mand’alor the Beloved" - Din

The day was cold and damp, the sky grey and threatening rain, though the ground was still slick from the downpour the night before, and the well walked paths that were unfortunate enough not to be paved with wood or stone were doing their best to imitate a bog. Din held back a shiver as he looked over the parapet, watching men carry great logs in through the gatehouse. There were a great number of them, mostly beech and pine, but he knew they had to be ready, even if he was not.

This kingdom was a large one, ruled by whom many would call a fair and just ruler; the Witch King. This title was passed down from generation to generation, as was the way of monarchies, but upon them was also bestowed a second. Over the years there had been many Mand’alors -- Mand’alor the Ultimate, Mand’alor the Blessed, Mand’alor the Vindicated -- but this one was Mand’alor the Beloved. They were also Din’s buir.

And they were dying.

He took a deep breath and looked up at the sky, the clouds dark and the wind tugging at his cloak. His buir had well earned their title, using her status and resources to help rebuild the kingdom after the war her predecessor, Mand’alor the Insatiable, had pulled them into. She had spoken to the people, learned their stories, and she acted on them. There were more schools, more medical facilities, a patrol of guards in every town, and a system of communication even to the smallest hamlet.

There had been difficulties, of course. Some of the Lords and Clan Chiefs had not liked how their smallfolk were being given greater attention than they, nor how they were having to adjust to this new way of thinking, and unfortunately a number of them hadn’t, but Mand’alor the Beloved had believed in her cause, and Din had too.

He looked down to the stables, the structure built into the walls of the castle, and smiled his first smile for some days. He could just see a flash of the silver hair of the stable hand working in the stalls as he cared for the creatures. Din had little chance to speak to those outside of his immediate circle at court these days, but once upon a time he would take the chance to talk to everyone, from his tailors to the girl who stoked the fire in the mornings. Cobb Vanth was one of the few whom he had truly enjoyed the company of, short though it had always been, and the memory of those times gave him some light to cling onto in this dark time.

His smile had always been earnest and true, and Din had spent so long surrounded by the pageantry of court that he felt he could be himself around the stable hand.

But now those days were gone, and the inevitable had arrived.

The Witch King was dying, and while the weather itself knew it, few others did. There was speculation of course, Din had heard the whispers of servants and courtiers, but nothing to confirm their suspicions. He, however, did not have the luxury of doubt in this matter.

The title of Witch King, while intimidating, was not merely for show; there was a magic in the line of Mand’alors, one passed from buir to ad, through blood or by ritual, and it tingled under Din’s skin. His own magic had always been small, a weakness for the Lords and Chiefs to exploit and look down upon, even though they had no true magic of their own. His buir had never lost faith in him though, and so, while the occasional taunt stung, he never forgot who he was.

In this moment, however, he wished he could, his skin prickling like the oncoming storm was already here as the magic inside him swelled in anticipation. He’d been in a constant state of hypertension for day. His body ached and his eyes stung from the lack of sleep, but preparations had to be made. He sighed in relief when the last of the timbers were set in the hall, and he nodded to each of the woodsmen as they passed back through the gatehouse, each clutching a bag of coin from their payment and smiles on their faces.

Din looked to the stables again, unable to keep his eyes away, and froze as his gaze caught on that of a silver haired man’s.

Cobb Vanth looked up at him like he knew him, like he knew every deep dark secret that there had ever been orevery would be, and still there was a softness and a sympathy to that gaze, something warm and comforting, without judgement or scorn. There were no smiles today, only a solemn press of his lips, but somehow it was what he needed. Cobb nodded at him -- in a deferential manner of course, but also in acknowledgement and support -- and Din returned it before forcing himself to turn away. He couldn’t allow himself to get lost in a fantasy today.

Taking a deep breath, Din walked the stretch of walkway to the stairs, heading down into the main ward. Mud splashed on his boots as he walked towards the smithy, hoping to check on the progress of the nails, but the quick patter of footsteps pulled him up short.

"My prince!"

A servant was rushing towards him, his balance in the mud tenuous at best, and Din reached out to stabilise him as he gasped.

"My prince," the servant said again, and Din recognised him as a new kitchen hand, though he'd not yet had the chance to learn his name. "Your… The Mand'alor… She requests your presence in the war room."

Din could see sorrow in the lad's eyes, and he swallowed thickly. "Thank you," he said around the lump in his throat. "I'll be there immediately."

The servant nodded again and stepped away. He could feel eyes on him, people watching, the whispers already beginning to circulate, but he ignored them as he tried to ignore his grief, and he made his way into the castle.

The corridors, strewn with reed mats and tapestries depicting the history of his line, had always held a warmth for him in his youth. Even up to the week before it had been a comfort, and the physical warmth the fabric gave from protecting the air against the cold of the stone walls was equally precious. Now the eyes of past Witch Kings looked down on him in judgement, and he shuffled past them as quickly as he dared, eyes forward and steps clipped. The servants he passed bowed or curtseyed as he pressed, but he hadn't the time to return it. The magic in his bones was throbbing to the beat of his heart, urging him, tugging him onwards, and he couldn't risk missing…

The doors to the war room were small, much as all but the main doors were in the castle, but they were carved with the skull of the great mythosaur. It was an intimidating sight, but Din knocked the wood, forcing himself not to fidget as he stood in place.

"Enter."

The hinges were well kept, but there was enough age to them that they creeked a warning whenever someone opened the door, and it made Din wince as he stepped through, closing the door securely behind him.

The war room was not an overly large room, and the windows were small and high in the walls. Very little natural light ever entered the enclosed space, and the lack of tapestries made it especially cold. That wasn't to say that the walls were bare; there were shelves of books, scrolls and maps across two of the walls, drawers below filled with carved pieces for the war games and strategies that had been frequently plotted at the table that sat in the centre of the room. The banner of the Witch King and the banner of the current Mand'alor hung from hooks against the far wall, beneath which was displayed a small collection of ancient weapons, each one well taken care of and just as lethal as the day they'd been forged. Oil lamps and sconces, all lit and flickering their warm light, were spaced carefully in buckets of sand around the room, a precaution to protect the precious paper and parchment.

Din had been in this room many times; his lessons had spanned a great many things, but it was his buir who taught him the art of war, and it was here that she shared her wisdom. Never had he seen a chair here before though, especially not the large seat on which his buir sat, encased in her ceremonial armour and finest clothes. At her left shoulder stood her Protector, hand curled about the sword at her hip as she watched Din approach. Their helms sat on the unusually clear table, but their faces were almost as unreadable as they would have been with them on.

Kovra, Mand’alor the Beloved, had deep shadows under her eyes, her skin was wan, paler than Din had seen it before the Sickness had taken her, but there was not a hair out of place, and she looked as immovable as a statue. There was a brief flicker of warmth in her gaze when she looked at him, but then it was gone and only the Witch King remained.

The air around them sang, the magic of their line swirling about them like a wind that only touched the two of them, and Din followed its eager nudges to kneel before his King.

“Din Djarin,” the Witch King said, her voice strong and full of power, “Prince of Mandalore, child of my heart, you come before me now to take up the mantle which I have carried these many years. Are you prepared?”

Din took a shuddering breath as the magic around them swelled. “I am prepared.”

The Witch King nodded and turned to her Protector. “Saruk Kerta, Protector of the Witch King, Knight and Verd of the Kingdom of Mandalore, you are here to bear witness. Are you prepared?”

Saruk bowed deeply. “I am prepared, Mand’alor.”

The Witch King nodded again and turned back to Din, holding her arm out to him. He took it, grasping it in a warrior’s greeting, and he blinked back tears from the knowledge that the warmth he could feel would cool.

“Din Djarin,” the Witch King continued, her fingers curling into his elbow, “Are you prepared to govern and protect the people of Mandalore, be they from low or high birth, whatever their creed?”

“I am prepared,” Din said, ignoring the tear that had slipped from his eye.

“Will you ensure that the laws of this land are followed by all, that you yourself will maintain and execute them should the need arise, and that your justice and mercy will abide by these laws?”

“I shall ensure this.”

“And will you, as the new Witch King of Mandalore, respect the magic of our line, use it sparingly, in the protection of others, and only in dire need, and respect its needs?”

“I will respect the magic of our line.”

These were the vows he would have to repeat before hundreds of witnesses in a few days time, but here and now they were the most potent. Here they meant more than just a promise of words, it was an oath made with magic as his witness. If he broke it, the magic would abandon him, as it had Mand’alor the Lesser when he’d attempted to use it for his own gains.

The Witch King nodded again as the magic around them rang in acceptance of his vows, and turned to her Protector.

“Saruk Kerta, do you accept the responsibility of Protector for Din Djarin until the search for his own Protector has been completed?”

“I do accept this responsibility,” Saruk replied.

There was a pause, the hairs on the back of Din’s neck rising as the swirling magic froze with them, the moment spreading out into eternity. He dared not even breathe lest the sound break the spell. It was as though the entire world was holding its breath with him, waiting for the verdict.

The Witch King smiled, and Kovra, buir to Din Djarin, leaned forwards to press a kiss to his brow.

“Thus ends the reign of Mand’alor the Beloved,” she whispered, the Sickness thick in her voice once more. “Ni kar’tayl gar darasuum, ner ad. Ni kelir ration kuyir ti gar.”

With her next exhale her body went taught, her fingers digging deep into Din’s arm, hard enough to bruise. He almost cried out in fear for her, but his voice was caught in his throat as an intense power rushed into him through her grip. It was as though he was being warmed by a fire after spending a day in the cold, like the Battle Fever was on him, and like he was stood in the midst of a storm on the tallest peak with his full suit of armour on, all at once. It throbbed through him, his own small well of magic deepening from a quiet vibration into a deep hum. It settled deep into him, into his bones, until it felt as much a part of him as his own thoughts.

And then his buir went limp, her weight falling against him as her last breath left her. Curling his arms around her, feeling for any sign of life and finding none, Din sobbed at the loss of his mother.

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Mando'a Translations:

biur - parent Verd - soldier/warrior Ni kar’tayl gar darasuum, ner ad. Ni kelir ration kuyir ti gar. - I love you, my child. I will always be with you.

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[walkinginthestars]

Okay so it is late and I don’t want to start anything but I did want to voice to the void why Din being raised in a cult makes me feel so uncomfortable. Okay so Din is extremely alienated in the universe at large and part of this alienation results from his faith as a Mandalorian. So far we have seen Din as a parallel to other disenfranchised groups in Star Wars, such as the Tusken Raiders. Din and the Tuskens are masked and faceless, often resulting in the discomfort of others, Din and the Tuskens have lost land due to the encroaching of outsiders, Din and the Tuskens follow a very specific codified honor system. As Din had said the Tuskens are brutal but will keep their word and he obviously respects them greatly for that. When we think about it, all outsiders seem to know of Mandalorians is exactly those two things “honor” and “brutality”. When Cobb Vanth meets Din he says “I know you’re good at killing” and then, whether justified or not leverages a sacred cultural artifact for Din’s mercenary work. It’s funny to think of all of Din’s side quests. It’s less funny to me how many of them he has to do because outsiders who don’t understand the way of the Mand’alor manipulate Mandalorian culture into benefitting them. How many characters have we seen hold Din’s culture over his head to benefit them, even if they have the good of others in mind? Our Recent Frog Lady does this, Xi’an’s brother does this, and to an extent Bo’Katan does this. Bo’Katan specifically witholds information from Din for his mercenary talents and relies on the fact that he is honor obliged to hold up his end of the bargain and then she promptly changes terms on him and mockingly uses the Creed to justify it to him. If Din has been raised in a cult, the message of the show, intentional or not becomes that 1) Din’s culture and his steadfast faith and adherence to that culture is invalidated and 2) the galaxy at large’s xenophobic and often hostile treatment of him is somehow “justified” because his religion is no longer defined as religion but as “zealotry”. I would like to note that this is not a call out post to any characters, Bo’Katan has a right to hate Death Watch, The Frog Lady had a right to protect her kids, Cobb Vanth had a right to protect his town; I am just pointing out a recurring theme. I just have been so touched by the care given to Din’s culture so far that I don’t want to see all of that tossed away because of some shock value of *gasp* Din’s culture isn’t even recognized by other Mandalorians and instead he’s been kidnapped and indoctrinated and now has to have an identity crisis.