Din Djarin RP blog

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(PEDRO PASCAL) // have you met (DIN DJARIN)yet? [HE] is now [39] year old [CIS MALE] [HUMAN]. they’re originally from (NEVARRO) but typically reside on(STILL UNNAMED SHIP) and now show loyalty to (THE UNALIGNED) they are best known for being a/an (BOUNTY HUNTER), and i hear they’ve grown pretty [HONORABLE] yet also [WITHDRAWN] at times

(ethan)

-meets Jango Fett, yields the darksaber to him

- Meets Depa and Jyn while settling into this new time

- reunites with Paz

- attends the life day gala, giving his helmet to Grogu for protection, trying to escape with Paz

- meets Paz’s partner, Korkie, for the first time.

- meets an younger Bo-Katan, one that doesn’t know him and has to explain the rift to her. Offers to reunite her with Korkie if they’re able to get off Nevarro after comms go down.

[mvchinery]

din !

“Not…really.” Din said awkwardly. The covert was still here, but Din had been avoiding them ever since he had come back. He had lead them to their deaths before, he wouldn’t do it again. “My brother is off planet. Those here…aren’t the same as the ones I left behind.” 

He had no blood family left, but he wasn’t going to get into that with the Jedi. Grogu smacking his chest plate drew him back to the present though and he glanced down, seeing his son reaching out for her “Ah, he seems to want you.” he said fondly. 

“i understand. the time travel has … changed things, no ? “ she wondered what chandrila was like these days, if there were any distant relatives she could track down. to her knowledge, the rest of her blood family had been dead by the beginning of the clone wars. she had a lost her sister at geonosis.

depa smiled softly as grogu reached out for her, sending him a warm burst of affection in the force as she extended a hand to take one of his small ones. “do you mind ? “

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Din nodded silently. Maybe one day he’d go back, but he couldn’t imagine doing it any time soon. 

Grogu pulled him from his depressed thoughts though and he chuckled “Not at all. Even I can tell he likes you.” he said, handing his son over to her. “I’m getting better at understanding him. I think.” he said, shaking his head fondly. 

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“Dude, sucking at something is the first step towards being sort of good at something.”

Din couldn’t help but laugh a little “I know. You should have seen me when I first got my jet pack.” He said, tilting his helmet down at Sabine “I still don’t stick the landing all the time.”

@call-me-spectre-five

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“There’s no point in being grown up if you can’t act childish at times.“ – kanan

“I…suppose you’re right.” Din said awkwardly, watching Grogu try to run after some small creature “It’s hard. I haven’t been a child since the clone wars.” He admitted.

@sacreficied

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for boba ! 📜

Boba: How many kids do you have? Din: Biologically, emotionally, or legally?

@finitefm

[xkyberheart]

( the mandalorian​ ):

“I’ve…run into a couple Jedi. I’ve realized that Jedi take them away from their families.” Din said, scowling a little under his helmet “He’s my son. I won’t give him up.” He said. Maybe before he’d gotten attached. Started to see Grogu as his own child. But a Mandalorian wouldn’t easily give up their ad.

“We should get out of here though. Do you have a ship nearby?” He asked, his own was a way back, he didn’t want to leave it but he didn’t have anything significant in it yet, if it meant keeping Grogu safe, he’d abandon it.

        a hand instinctively flew to her kyber crystal, ❝there were no jedi left in my time…❞ jyn said with a sad smile, her mother had been a devoted believer of the force, but what jyn knew about the jedi she had learned from saw, ❝i only heard stories… but no child should grow up without their family❞ she said trying not to let her emotions get the best of her, she needed to be sharp and ready for a fight. 

      jyn answered with a nod, the ship was small, not really her own, but as an officer of the new republic she had full command over a select number of crafts. ❝not far from here❞ she informed the mandalorian and glanced back at the direction of their pursuers, ❝come on, maybe we can lose them up ahead, then make a run for the ship…❞

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“There were none left in mine either.” Din said quietly. At least no more than two as far as he knew. “A Mandalorian would never give up their child. Children are the future.” He said, and despite loosing the Creed he had grown up with, that was one thing he would always believe in.”

Din nodded and tucked Grogu closer to his side “Lead the way. I’ll cover us if anyone gets to close.” He said, blaster in his hand as he looked around warily.

[mvchinery]

din !

“Surviving.” Din said dryly. Life Day had been a disaster and he blamed himself every day for taking Grogu to that gala. This latest…issue was just adding to the stress he was sure was near unhealthy. Even for a Mandalorian.

“That’s what brought us here as well. I grew up here, so I knew it would be safe for us until I could figure out what was going on.” And Grogu didn’t seem upset about returning to the planet either. Din had gotten fairly good at reading his moods.

“that seems to be the best we can do sometimes,” she replied, nodding in agreement with his dry tone. the galaxy at large was a mess right now, & she didn’t envy anyone who was trying to get their family through it — especially after the gala. they had all been lucky to make it out alive, but that didn’t mean they had to feel grateful for experiencing it to begin with.

“oh ? it’s nice to return home sometimes.” she hadn’t been back to chalacta since she had arrived in this time. she was almost worried that it could have changed too much for her to recognize it. & force knew she wouldn’t step foot in the coruscant temple again. “do you have other family here ? “

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“Not...really.” Din said awkwardly. The covert was still here, but Din had been avoiding them ever since he had come back. He had lead them to their deaths before, he wouldn’t do it again. “My brother is off planet. Those here...aren’t the same as the ones I left behind.” 

He had no blood family left, but he wasn’t going to get into that with the Jedi. Grogu smacking his chest plate drew him back to the present though and he glanced down, seeing his son reaching out for her “Ah, he seems to want you.” he said fondly. 

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vizsla-forgotten​:

familiar tone and figure met visor, and paz offered his brother a smile (even from behind the new helmet). guilt made itself known as he thought about the borrowed beskar (his own helm now lost to rubble and ash). he had no claim to the beskar that now concealed him, but he couldn’t stomach the idea of going without.

“  not  sure  that  would  be  such  a  bad  thing,  brother.  ” paz joked, glad to see that din and his ad were safe. the foundling peeked out with bright, round eyes, a look of amusement on his little green face. paz reached out a finger, brushing the skin on the child’s cheek in affection. 

“  oh,  there  he  is!  my  favorite  verd’ika.  what  a  handsome  little  devil  you  are,  grogu!  ” the man grinned with a smile written into his posture, his body language. paz turned back to his brother, still motioning at the toddler reaching for him “can i–?”

Din chuckled and held Grogu out to Paz “Yes, this is your Ba’vodu Paz, the one I was telling you about.” he told his ad, sitting him in Paz’s arms and grinning under his helmet. “He was very excited when I explained it to him.” he told his brother. 

He had already dropped Bo-Katan off thankfully, so it was only him and Grogu. He didn’t really want to have to introduce his brother to the woman that he wasn’t still completely sure about. Or talk about his ad around her. “I adopted him. Officially. I’m not entirely sure he understood the mando’a, but he seems to at least get the meaning of most of what I say in basic.” 

[ladybokatan]

( din​ ):

Din was quiet for a moment. He had barely wrapped his head around the whole thing himself, he wasn’t sure how he was supposed to explain it to someone else. “Your future. My past. Well, sort of. We were together when I was pulled to this time.” He settled on. “We were parts of Death Watch that broke away, those who didn’t agree with their practices. You called us a cult.”

He hadn’t told the Bo-Katan of the future his name, and he wasn’t sure about telling this version either. “You can call me Mando. We were only allied to invade an Imperial remnant’s ship. He had my ad. And the darksaber. It was the only reason we were in the same place.”

He shifted a little, looking down at Grogu “My creed doesn’t allow for anyone other than clan to know my name and face.” He added.

         bo-katan shook her head, he had not just said the words your future, my past, because that would be insane, time travel wasn’t real, no matter what technological advances the galaxy had cooked up, time travel wasn’t real. pulled into this time, parts of death watch that broke away, ❝how —❞ she had begun to say, because the words might be those of someone who had lost their mind, but he sounded so calm, and as far as she knew there were only a handful who would now about the darksaber. she continued to listen to his story, looked at the child in his arms, ❝a foundling❞ she whispered, if the beskar was not enough, it was the mandalorian way to protect foundlings at all costs, cult or not, the man in front of her was a mandalorian. 

        ❝how long ago— how old was i? when we met in —❞ and the she was lost again, past, future, did it really matter if mandalore was gone? everyone she ever loved and cared for, gone. ❝when are we right now? the jedi were slaughtered barely a few weeks ago, but—not a single imperial flag remains, how long … how many years am i missing from—❞ this was not the time to get emotional, no matter how much she wanted nothing more than being able to feel scared, oh how she missed her sisters. ❝korkie was a child when i last saw him, how old is he?❞ she asked unsure if she really wanted to know. 

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“Yes. I formally adopted him not long after we rescued him. It had been a hurried thing, whispered in the moments before the Jedi had come to take Grogu. He wasn’t even sure if his little ad had understood what he was saying. 

Din shook his head though “I’m not sure. Older than I am, I think.” he told her. He had never been good at that. Especially with other Mandalorians. They’d fight until they simply couldn’t anymore. 

Sighing a little, Din knew it was going to be even more of a shock to her than it had been to him “8 BBY. The Republic fell in 19 BBY. You’re missing...over twenty years.” he said apologetically. “Ah...I’m also not sure on that. He’s an adult. 30 perhaps?” 

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BESKAR-STRONG   ft   DIN   DJARIN

Din had long since gotten used to not seeing other Mandalorians for long periods of time. Though now he saw more than before, but their numbers were still limited.

So seeing another beskar clad being in the market he was at made him pause. He didn’t recognize them, but they seemed oddly familiar. Maybe someone he knew who had changed their armor?

Making his way through the small crowd, Din stopped at the same booth that the other was looking at “Su cuy'gar.” He said quietly “I thought I was the only Mandalorian in the area.”

@finitefm

for   all   of   the   devastation   that   the   mandalorian   people   had   experienced   by   this   time   tarre   still   found   themself   encountering   a   REMARKABLE   number   of   them.   so   few   compared   to   the   strong   clans   that   they   had   known   and   led   –   they   tried   to   remind   themself   to   embrace   the   positives   of   this   time.   they   were   ALIVE.   was   that   not   enough   ?

they   turned   slightly   at   approaching   footsteps   and   surveyed   the   other   mandalorian   with   mild   surprise,   expression   carefully   concealed   by   their   helmet.   ❛   su   cuy’gar.   as   did   i.   i   have   been   …   WANDERING,   as   of   late.   i   am   tarre   vizsla.   ❜

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Tarre Vizsla. The Jedi-Mandalorian who had made the darksaber. Din hadn't know anything about them during the short time he'd had the blade, but Fett had been patient enough to fill him in on the history. He would have to tell Paz if his brother didn't already know.

Even though Mandalore had no leader now, the respect that his Armorer had instilled in him was still there "Mand'alor." he greeted respectfully, catching sight of Grogu peering up at them curiously "I'm Din Djarin and this is my ad, Grogu." he said. He was trying to be more open, at least with other Mandalorians.

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din !

Din had been stuck on Nevarro for a few days now. At least it had been his home for long enough that he could get around without confusion. But it didn’t mean he liked it. There were too many bad memories.

He had gone to check the covert to see if anyone besides him and Paz had been brought back. But it seemed abandoned. So he had gone to the cantina to buy himself a bottle of what’s ever he could get to nurse his sorrows in his ship.

He hadn’t expected to see the Jedi master he had run into before there. But there she was. So he diverted his path, heading to the table she was at, chuckling to himself as Grogu seemed to recognize here, reaching out.

“Wouldn’t think Nevarro would be a place Jedi would come to.” He said, sitting down across from her.

@mvchinery

depa felt her small green friend’s force presence well before he & his father stepped into the cantina — he really was unmistakably bright. she gave din a friendly smile as he approached, setting down her drink & responding warmly to grogu’s hello in the force. “well, if it isn’t my favorite mandalorian,” she greeted. “how have you been ? “

she nodded slight agreement at his statement. “it wasn’t entirely planned, i’ll admit. i was passing through the sector, it seemed as good a place as any to stop. the ship’s navicomputer is still … questionable, we want to keep a close eye on things.” she wasn’t a mechanic by any means, but she thought she had some idea as to what was going on.

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"Surviving." Din said dryly. Life Day had been a disaster and he blamed himself every day for taking Grogu to that gala. This latest...issue was just adding to the stress he was sure was near unhealthy. Even for a Mandalorian.

"That's what brought us here as well. I grew up here, so I knew it would be safe for us until I could figure out what was going on." And Grogu didn't seem upset about returning to the planet either. Din had gotten fairly good at reading his moods.

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Getting off of Nevarro had been a pain, but Din had managed it. Once he’d gotten a comm signal, as bad as it was, and managed to find out Paz’s location, he had left the planet.

He hadn’t seen his brother since they’d escaped Hapas, and he’d hurried his way to where Paz was, relief at seeing that he was alright still washing over him. “Su’cuy vod. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever be able to get ahold of you.” He said, chuckling as Grogu wiggled and held out his arms for his uncle. His ad’ika had been very excited when Din explained that Paz was his new uncle.

@vizsla-forgotten

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Din had only gotten a glimpse of the Jedi who had destroyed the Darktroopers to get to Grogu, but it had been an experience he wasn’t going to forget any time soon.

Which is likely the only reason he recognized the man. He didn’t know his name, but even Grogu had tugged on Din, pointing a clawed hand at the Jedi. He still didn’t want to give his son up completely, but he supposed it wouldn’t hurt to know more Jedi beyond Master Billiba.

“Master Jedi.” He called out once he was close enough not to draw attention to them. He didn’t know if this was the same version he’d met, but it wouldn’t hurt to see if he recognized him.

@galaxywon

[kryzeofmandalore]

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Din couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped him. “Bo-Katan didn’t help me because she liked me. She helped me because she wanted to reclaim the darksaber.” he told Korkie “The Moff who had Grogu also had the saber. It was just convenient for her.”

“We grew up together, but we’re also the only two left.” Din murmured “I just want him to be happy. If that’s you…then I’ll support that.” he said “Though it’s still odd, meeting other Mandalorians who remove their helmet.”

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   Korkie raised an eyebrow at the mention of the Darksaber. To Korkie it was a cursed blade. Pre, and Maul, both of whom wielded it brought so much pain to Korkie, and to Mandalore. His Aunt had wielded it at one point, but even that couldn’t help them in their quest to free Mandalore from the Empire. “The Darksaber? That weapon brings more strife than anything else, despite its importance. Mandalore is probably better off without it.” 

Korkie smiled, hearing about Din and Paz’s relationship was nice. “We have the same goal, to make sure that Paz is happy.” Though when he heard Din say it was weird meeting Mandalorians that removed their helmet, he gave the other a pat on the shoulder. “You’ll soon find out that the majority of Mandalorians were willing to remove their helmets.” 

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Din hummed a little “I ended up with it. I tried to give it to her, but she wouldn’t take it.” He told Korkie, snorting a little “I didn’t want anything to do with it. I’m not a leader. It’s in the hands of someone much more worthy of the title.”

He sighed and nodded a little “I know. I suppose it doesn’t matter much now. Paz and I are the only two who were brought through. And I can’t bring myself to go looking for the ones who were already here.”

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Din had only met one clone before, and that had been Boba Fett. But he'd seen a couple at that disastrous gala, so it wasn't like he didn't know how to spot one. He had barely managed to get to Nevarro, and even then he hadn't expected one of the few remaining clone troopers to be in the same struggling that he was.

He knew they weren't technically Mandalorian (and Jango Fett not claiming his literal own blood just didn't sit right with Din) but he recognized that that wasn't their fault. So with Grogu tucked into his pouch, he headed towards the man.

He certainly looked like he'd seen war. Scars littered what Din could see of his skin, and the painted (so much like beskar, but yet not) armor was scuffed and scratched. From the scowl and frustration on his face, he'd just found out about the comms issue.

"Comms are down all over, we're stuck here until something gets figured out." he said, turning his head to look at the ship he'd come off of.

@wolffe--pack

[wolffe--pack]

Wolffe grumbled as he stalked down from his beat up ship. Damn comms were down, he couldn't reach any of his brothers, hand he was stuck on some back water planet he didn't even know the name of. All in all, it was a kriffing terrible start to his day.

He looked up at the modulated voice, frowning when he realized that a Mandalorian was talking to him. Mandalorians didn't like clones, why was one even giving him the time of day? "Well that's kriffing great. Explains why I was forced to land here." he muttered.

Eyeing up the man and his shiny beskar, Wolffe raised a brow "Who are you then? First time I've met a Mandalorian that didn't want to immediately tell me what a waste of space I was." Not that he had met any beyond the Cuy'val Dar. But their opinions of the clones had be very clear.

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"Call me Mando." Din said after a moment, frowning under his helmet. Why would he say something like that to a person he'd never met before? "I don't know what Mandalorians you've come across before, but I try not to piss strangers off."

Anyway. “Several planets are down from what I’ve gathered, I would give it a couple days before trying to take off again.” He advised. The clone didn’t look like he cared to listen to anyone else’s advice, but Din could at least put it out there.

[ladybokatan]

( din​ ):

“The planet is still there. But no one goes to Mandalore. It’s cursed.” Din said quietly. “As far as I know, there’s no one left.” He said apologetically. He knew a thing or two about losing your family.

“I…don’t really understand it. I think it’s a force thing.” Din said, shaking his head “Many people were dragged through time. From the past and future. I’ve met several who came from right before their deaths. Jango Fett, clone troopers, Jedi.”

“Yes. He’s is from the same covert as I am.” Din said, trying to recall what Bo-Katan had said before “Children of the Watch is what you called us. Before I was brought here.”

         it was taking bo-katan longer than she had wanted or imagined, to caught up with the words that the mandalorian was saying, there was so much she wanted to ask, but every knew thing just brought even more questions. there was a part of her that simply wished not to learn about it anymore, but how could she just ignore the fate of her homeworld? or her people? there was however a more pressing issue at hand. 

         ❝a force thing❞ she whispered to herself, whatever her feelings for the jedi had been bo knew that everything the empire said were lies, she had met the jedi, fought by their side, and had been devastated hearing about their fate even if she had not let anyone know about it, but how could this be then? there were no jedi left to create a rift or whatever the mandalorian had called it. ❝past and future…❞ bo-katan asked and shook her head, something wasn’t quite clicking for her. 

         ❝death watch❞ bo-katan whispered, a memory she had tried to forget, it had been the beginning of the end, she never should’ve gone against her sister. ❝i— i called you that? we’ve met before?❞ with a raised eyebrow bo took a few steps towards the mandalorian, ❝what is your name? when did we met? i certainly would not forget someone wearing that much beskar…❞

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Din was quiet for a moment. He had barely wrapped his head around the whole thing himself, he wasn’t sure how he was supposed to explain it to someone else. “Your future. My past. Well, sort of. We were together when I was pulled to this time.” He settled on. “We were parts of Death Watch that broke away, those who didn’t agree with their practices. You called us a cult.”

He hadn’t told the Bo-Katan of the future his name, and he wasn’t sure about telling this version either. “You can call me Mando. We were only allied to invade an Imperial remnant’s ship. He had my ad. And the darksaber. It was the only reason we were in the same place.”

He shifted a little, looking down at Grogu “My creed doesn’t allow for anyone other than clan to know my name and face.” He added.

[xkyberheart]

( the mandalorian​ ):

Din held Grogu close to him, blaster still half raised “I don’t know either. But I can’t leave you here alone.” He said, smiling a little under his helmet as Grogu cooed in agreement.

He had gotten more open about Grogu being a Jedi since coming here, knowing now how many Jedi had been brought back like him “My ad…he’s Jedi. They may be after him. It wouldn’t be the first time.”

      jyn was not one to smile at strangers, but she had been raised by a man who valued honor above all, so she could not help but reply to the mandalorian’s determination with a smile and a nod. even if she knew that if things got bad she would do everything in her power to ensure his safety and that of his child, whether he agreed or not. 

       now those words did caught her by surprise. saw’s relationship with the jedi had always sounded bittersweet to jyn, he spoke highly of them even when the empire only mucked up their reputation, but she could tell there had been something deeper then. she had never asked. times were changing but her entire life she knew jedi had been hunted, if the child was jedi, then it was likely they were after him. ❝don’t worry, you have my word i’ll help you keep him safe. have you contacted the order yet? last i knew they were trying to start up again…❞ as a new republic officer she had done a few supplies runs. 

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“I’ve…run into a couple Jedi. I’ve realized that Jedi take them away from their families.” Din said, scowling a little under his helmet “He’s my son. I won’t give him up.” He said. Maybe before he’d gotten attached. Started to see Grogu as his own child. But a Mandalorian wouldn’t easily give up their ad.

“We should get out of here though. Do you have a ship nearby?” He asked, his own was a way back, he didn’t want to leave it but he didn’t have anything significant in it yet, if it meant keeping Grogu safe, he’d abandon it.