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hello. just N case this got lost: i know youve finished your Love Through the Pain series sometime back but I would like to issue a challenge to you. i'd like to see a scene in which Nat presents the Gospel to Tony.
Hi
I did see this come through, and I have it in the back of my mind. ďżź I just donât know when Iâm going to get to it.
Never remarries, that is. Twiâlek culture holds that marriage is more than a simple legal contractâthat it binds two souls for time and all eternity. From the moment she added him to her Kalikori (and if sheâs honest with herself, long before then), Kanan Jarrus was her husband. Always would be.
Her life is fulfilling. Though one or two offer, she never entertains the prospect of another romantic relationship. She had loved and lost, and that was okay.
She serves as a general during the New Republicâs tender formative years before retiring with her son to Lothal to open a pilotâs academy. Among the best in the galaxy, many would say. She finds her joy in her family. Eventually, in her grandchildren. Not only Jacenâs childrenâof which there are more than she expectedâbut others who earned the title not through blood but love.
She lives to see the First Order fall, and the new Jedi rise. Skywalkers, they call themselves. She gets a chuckle out of that. Particularly when two of her grandchildren join their ranks, Dumeâs blood hot in their veins.
Hera dies at home, on the grassy plains of Lothal, surrounded by four generations of her family. Though Jacen, his children, and newborn grandchild sense it, only Ezra truly understands the strange presence that enters the room when Hera breathes her last.
She runs into Kananâs arms, wrapped in his embrace as they fade into the Force, forever as one.
"So did you have fun, kid?" Din asks as he tucks the little womp rat into his hammock.
The kid gives a wide yawn, and blinks at Din through sleepy eyes while his blanket is tucked in around him.
Of course, the kid can't see it, but Din smiles at him anyway.
"Go to sleep. You'll be able to see your little friend again tomorrow."
The kid's eyes slide shut, and within a second, he is giving off little snores.
Din stays for another minute to be sure he's asleep, and then he slips out, shutting the compartment behind him. He reaches up, pulls off of his helmet, and takes a breath of unfiltered air. He intends to join the kid in dreamland soon but first he is going to eat some dinner. To this end, he picks up the container of food their new friends had given him, and settles down on an upended cargo container.
He starts to think about the last three days...
"Would you and your little one like to stay with my family and me for today?" the man asks in an honest manner. "After all, it is Life Day, and no one should have to be traveling on it if they don't have to!"
Din does not sense anything about him that tells him to stay would be a big mistake, so he nods. "Okay. We'll stay... if it is not any trouble."
"It's not. Besides, my son will be happy to have another kid to play with! Come! Let me introduce you to my family!"
"Okay."
Din follows the man away from the campsite towards a copse of trees. Although he did not sense anything sinister about this man, he's still a stranger, one whose name he doesn't even know, and so he keeps the hand that's not carrying the kid hovering close to his blaster.Â
"My name's Kanan, by the way."
"You can call me Mando." Even after all this time of getting used to hearing his own name being spoken again, Din still do not give it freely to most beings he encountered.
"So you are a Mandalorian." The words are definitely a statement instead of a question.Â
Din shrugs. "I am."
"I know most people would say that my statement was a stupid one since your armor's a giveaway., I've known a few Mandalorians in my time, ones that I've been honored to call my friends. I know what the Empire did to your people. I know what they did to my friend and her family."
Wait? Did he just say he's got a Mandalorian friend?
"I'd like to meet your friend." He sees the man shake his head.
"I'm sorry but I haven't seen her in awhile. You see another friend of ours got... lost towards the end of the war, and after it was over, she went with another mutual friend to search for him."
So this man fought in the war between the Empire and the Rebellion. He didn't come across like someone who was a part of the former, so he had to have been in the latter.Â
As they got to the copse, there was neither unnatural quiet nor the air of foreboding as one would expect with a trap. Instead he can hear ...
The high peals of a child's laughing!
It's about this same time, they clear the last bend of trees, and a gently sloping hill is before them.
The source of the laughter becomes apparent right away as Din sees a Twi'lek woman, and a small human boy go zipping by on some sort of sled.
The sight causes a reaction from the kid who immediately reaching out towards the two on the sled cooing. "Mah mah mah mah!"
Now to the notes part of this.Â
First of all, I am so sorry I made a promise I couldn't keep but my muse is gone and isn't coming back any time soon. I have struggled with this for months and I just can't get this going like I want to. So here are th ideas I had for this that I don't believe will be written out in story format by me.
1. As you can see, Din and Grogu ran into a very special family in the Star Wars universe.
2. The family is Kanan, Hera, and Jacen. Kanan was not killed as we saw in Rebels.
3. Grogu and Jacen doing lots of playing together, such as sledding, making snow creatures, and snow angels,
4. Kanan senses that Grogu is strong in the Force and eventually says something to Din about it.
5. I considered having Ahsoka mentioned, and perhaps even having Din figure out that Kanan and Hera were/are friends of hers.
6. I also wanted to have Sabine's name spoken, but I'm not sure what details would be reveal about her beyond the fact she is the Mandalorian friend Kanan mentioned to Din.
7. I also considered having the rest of the Ghost (crew) family show up and meet Din and Grogu - perhaps even including Ezra but I wasn't 100% sure on this aspect.
8. I also wasn't 100% sure how I wanted to end the story, which is probably another thing hindering me.
I'm so sorry I signed up for this, and perhaps took up the time/efforts of the very person who could have finished your story.
I won't be signing up for anything like this again in the Mandalorian fandom as I have realized I am not meant to write fics in this fandom.
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HE WHO REFUSED THE CROWN OVER THE NOLDOR AFTER GIL-GALAD DIED DESPITE BEING HEIR TO ALL THREE HOUSES OF THE SONS OF FINWĂ BY BIRTH, ADOPTION, AND LATER MARRIAGE????? SPENT AN AGE AS GIL-GALADâS SECOND WHILE HIS BROTHERâS LINE WERE KINGS??? WHO RAISED A HOMELY HOUSE INSTEAD OF A CITADEL??? WHO CHOSE THE PATH OF HEALING DESPITE GROWING UP IN A SERIES OF WAR CAMPS??? WISE AS A WIZARD?? KIND AS SUMMER????
LAST I HEARD GALADRIEL HAD GONE OVER THE MISTY MOUNTAINS TO FOUND LOTHLORIEN BECAUSE OF QUARRELING WITH CELEBRIMBOR OVER EREGION
AND CELEBRIMBOR AND THE DWARVES OF KHAZAD-DĂM HAD AN EXCELLENT RELATIONSHIP (looks pointedly at Narvi and a literally friendly door) WHETHER ELROND WAS A PART OF THAT IS DEBATABLE GIVEN ANNATAR BUT STILL-
Sorry but I wasn't aware there wasn't a universally decided spoiler tag for The Book of Boba Fett but I did actually tag my reblog/comment with a spoiler tag.
In other words, I tried.
Now for myself I would have blacklisted "The Book of Boba Fett spoiler" / "The Book of Boba Fett spoilers" too, just to be on the safe side.
I would also try to recognize that people do make mistakes and that they are not always intentionally trying to spoil things for others. I'm sorry but things like that happen.
It's not as if R2 knew what was going on on Tatooine and actually if I blame anyone for it, I have to blame Luke first since he's the one who told R2 to fly Grogu to Tatooine in the first place!
But Luke didn't know either although I question his judgment for sending a baby/toddler to a place like Tatooine all by himself! Uh he grew up on that planet! He knows how dangerous the planet is!
I'm not sure if this is even allowed but I promise my recipient you will get the second half of this! I"m posting this now because I feel bad it is taking me so long to get this done!
Recipient: @eries45
Characters: Din, Grogu.... to be updated with Part 2 (don't want to spoil the surprise)
Prompts: Playing in the snow
Notes: I'm late with my Secret Santa gift for @starwarsfandomfests and again, I am so sorry. Here is Part 1 of a 2 parter.
I am currently only posting the first part here on my blog, and when Part 2 is done, this'll go on A03!
If you see any glaring errors, please let me know as I edited this myself!
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"Ever played in snow before, kid?" The Mandalorian asks his fingers gliding over the controls of the Razor Crest.
The bounty hunter turned protector of the tiny, green creature sitting beside him on the control panel asks the question because the chronometer says that today is Life Day.
Din at first scoffs at the revel of information.âââââââ
He scoffs since it's usually a holiday that in the past he has no use for, other than the occasional help it gives him in capturing his quarry. The holiday is quite useful in this area since they all can't resist the urge to to return home so they can be with their famllies for a day that isn't any more special than the one that came before it. He knows it's because he's not celebrated it himself since before his parents died, that he finds nothing special about the day. Then there is the fact, that although some Mandalorians celebrate Life Day as a way to help them blend, he know it's not really a true Mandalorian holiday.
Or that is what he thought until he makes the decision to break Guild code when he went back to reclaim the child. The decision had cost him dearly, but he knows if he had it to do over again, he would do the same thing. There is no way he could have continued to call himself a Mandalorian because no true Mandalorian would leave a child in the clutches of something so evil as the Empire!
The Mandalorian stops his train of thought there, because he knows from past experience it will lead to another round of self-recrimination that is neither helpful or productive. The past is the past, he needs to focus on the now, the present, and trying to give the kid the best day he can.
The sound of metal clanging is what is effective in bringing him out of his contemplation. He looks at the kid right, who he of course, knows is the source of the clanging. Even though he kid can't see is face, but he's actually grinning with what he knows is fondness widely at the child. The kid sees his visor is turned in his direction, so he hesitates in clanging the ball against the panel, as though he's suddenly unsure, before he brings his tri-fingered hand down again with a loud coo.
"I'll take that as a no in answer to my question. Okay, kid, let's go find you a planet where you can play in the snow!" After all, it is Life Day, and just like during their short time on Sorgan, the child deserves to have the chance to be an actual child once more.
Browsing through the navi-computer under the criteria search snow, it does not take the Mandalorian long to locate the perfect planet for what he's got in mind. Best of all, the snow covered planet of Belovia that is only one or two sectors over from where they're presently at. He sets course for the planet, and then he looks back at the kid. He cannot help but wonder while he watches the tiny being, whether or not they should look among his own meager, spare clothing to see if there is something that will fit the kid that can protect him against the cold.
Not wanting to possibliy waste time needlessly, he decides the question is best answered by researching the data available on Belovia's climate. The compter tells him that although it is cold almost throughout it's year cycle, the temperature though cold, should be temperate enough for the kid to handle being in it for a few short hours. Good there will not be instant frostbite to eiteher one of their extremities. The Mandalorian supposes that it would make sense the climate is more on the temperate side rathan than being miserably cold. Miserably cold does not equal a great tourist economy, which explains why no one has builts resorts on Hoth.
With his figured out, he doubles down no not bundling the kid up with anything from his wardrobe. Besides if the kid does need something warmer than his little robes, he sure that he will be able to find something suitable for the child once they are planetside.
But getting planetside isn't as easy as he first thinks. One thing the computer didn't tell him is that the port authority expects all of their visitors to have pre-arranged reservations at one of the planetside resorts. Of course as to not lose out on taking in the most mony they can from tourists, this policy is not as set in stone as they want you to believe at first. For a nominal fee (their words not his), he will be allowed to land the Crest planetside under the condition that he agrees to not violate any resort boundaries. He knows to abide by this condition would be a great accomplishment indeed when Belovia in resorts to the Outer Riim is what Coruscant is in city skyscrapers.
But what the kriff, he decides transmitting the fee, the kid deserves to play in snow today, and by the Ka'ra, the Mandalorian is determined to make it happen.
So after some time after he's been warned not to land here or there, Din finds a very small patch of land to set down the Razor Crest. He'd put the kid back in his seat for the landing, so once they're down all the way, the Mandalorian reached back around to pick up the kid. He places him back on the control board, and the kid rewards him with an excited squeal when the moment those big, dark eyes see the white landscape outside.
"Wanna go out and play for awhile?" Din asks, like he does not not already know the answer.
The kid's answer is to try to climb off of the control board himself, and the Mandalorian is never more grateful for his warrior honed reflects, for they'd saved the little one from a fall that might've hurt him.
"Easy! Easy!" he admonishes as he turned the baby over in his arms. "Or you'll get hurt!"
The child only laughs in response, like it's all one big game to him. It probably is.
Underneath his helmet, Din rolls his eyes, and then he says. "Come on, let's go out!"
He continues to carry the kid until they're by the rear hatch. He puts the little one down then presses the controls to lower the ramp.
"Go ahead." he says when the kid looks up at him. "I'll follow you and be close by."
The baby stares at him for a moment more, then he turns his little gaze out at the white landscape. After another few seconds, he starts toddling down the ramp. His progress is somewhat slow, but that's to be expected of one so small with such little legs to carry him about.
When the child reaches the end of the ramp at last, he turns his head back as if to see if the Mandalorian is indeed still following him.
"I'm here, kid." Din says, in what, he hopes is a reassuring tone.
The child turns back to the snow, and takes a tentative step onto the snow. He lets out a coo that Din isn't sure what it means. But since the coo doesn't sound unhappy or distressed, he doesn't pick up the kid.
For several minutes, the baby just walks around in the snow. He looks back ever so often make sure his guardian is following him. Din is indeed following his steps close. Given the high level of security the native Belovians have invested in the interest of safety for their offworld guests, it's not likely any hunters will show up to disrupt their short few hours. Even so, he knows that he cannot be too cautious when it comes to protecting the little one.
It's been almost half an hour when Din realizes the little one is still just walking around in the snow, as though he does not know what to do or how to enjoy himself. Sighing, the Mandalorian decides that perhaps it is to call this venture what it is, a bad idea, and get the kid back to the Razor Crest before the kid starts to get too cold.
"Okay, kid, this isn't working out exactly like I thought it would. What do you say we... Kid?"
Din turns around in time to see the kid going as fast as his little legs will carry him in a direction that leads towards a hill. He considers saying something to stop the child, but it's just the two of them in this part of Belovia, and so curious, he follows.
When the Mandalorian crests the hill just seconds after the child, he knows he's made a beginner's mistake. A short distance from the hill, he can see someone has set up camp, complete with a tent, and out in front are three small folding chairs which have been placed near what looks like a firepit. He feels cold as he sees a fire that's been attended enough to let him know this site is not a long abandoned campsite.
Din doesn't think this campsite belongs any hunters or mercenaries, but he doubts whoever it belongs to will appreciate returning to a strange child making himself at home at their camp. He hurries to cross the short distance to snatch up the kid before making double time back to the Crest. Stars, this trip has not come out like he had planned!
The baby sees his approach, and gleefully waves up at his guardian the piece of roasted meat he's pilfered from one of the plates. His coo from finding his treat went from being a happy sound to a disgruntled squawk as he is lifted into the Mandalorian's arms.
Din does an about face as quickly as his legs will allow him to, feeling mild annoyance when the baby begins to whine then squirm in his arms. His grip is a good one on the child, so the little one cannot escape his guardian's grasp of him. As soon as the baby realizes that he's not going anywhere he throws his head back, and lets out an indignant wail. By now the Mandalorian is no longer walking forward since the kid is still wiggling in his arms. He is afraid he will drop him He rearranges the kid in his arms so all he can do is move his arm, and this results in the little one going into a full on tantrum.
"Hey! Hey!" he says, looking down at the kid. "STOP that! Nothing here belongs to us, and we needs to leave before whoever it does belong to gets back!"
But it might as well be as though he's not spoken as the kid continues to wail his head off.
"Dank farrik, kid, what's wrong with you?" he mutters.
A different ending to another authorâs series that I read called Love Through the Pain by MissAdoration. Please the READ the notes inside before you read this fic.
Words: 2437, Chapters: 2/2, Language: English
Fandoms: Captain America (Movies)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/M
Characters: Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton
Relationships: Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanov, Clint Barton & Natasha Romanov
Additional Tags: Religious Content, Infant Dedication, Adoption
I literally have no words for this! Thank you for taking the time to write this and share it with me. I was just about brought to tears. Itâs been a long time since I received a gift story, in fact, it was 6 years ago on this very day, January 26, which marked the one-year anniversary of talking with my new author friend thegraytigrss.
The dedication service was beautiful. Thank you so much for reading my series.
... being a Mandalorian by The Armorer and Paz Vizsla, the WHY was he allowed to walk away with both his armor and the Darksaber?
I know he asked for a way to "redeem" himself, and the way the Armorer gave him sounds hopeless, so why was he allowed to keep his armor and the Darksaber â items that both clearly belong to Mandalorians only?
The fact that The Mandalorian showed us a force sensitive child deliberately contacting a Jedi so that he could be taken and trained yet certain factions of the Star Wars fandom still claim Grogu was âstolenâ or taken without his consent
Yeah, that's a little bit of a stretch isn't it? I mean did these people all miss that Grogu's Dad, his protector who had moved heaven and earth already to rescue him from Moff Gideon was standing right there and there is no way he'd let Grogu go with someone he didn't consent to go with?
Never remarries, that is. Twiâlek culture holds that marriage is more than a simple legal contractâthat it binds two souls for time and all eternity. From the moment she added him to her Kalikori (and if sheâs honest with herself, long before then), Kanan Jarrus was her husband. Always would be.
Her life is fulfilling. Though one or two offer, she never entertains the prospect of another romantic relationship. She had loved and lost, and that was okay.
She serves as a general during the New Republicâs tender formative years before retiring with her son to Lothal to open a pilotâs academy. Among the best in the galaxy, many would say. She finds her joy in her family. Eventually, in her grandchildren. Not only Jacenâs childrenâof which there are more than she expectedâbut others who earned the title not through blood but love.
She lives to see the First Order fall, and the new Jedi rise. Skywalkers, they call themselves. She gets a chuckle out of that. Particularly when two of her grandchildren join their ranks, Dumeâs blood hot in their veins.
Hera dies at home, on the grassy plains of Lothal, surrounded by four generations of her family. Though Jacen, his children, and newborn grandchild sense it, only Ezra truly understands the strange presence that enters the room when Hera breathes her last.
She runs into Kananâs arms, wrapped in his embrace as they fade into the Force, forever as one.
âI did research on the culture and environment of Tusken Raiders; I researched [the] âsand people.â That is what Luke Skywalker calls them, âsand people.â Anyway, my goal was to avoid ASL (American Sign Language); I made sure it became Tusken sign language based on their culture and environment.â
âWe kept it really simple in terms of the hand shapes that were used. When the Tusken sees the Mandalorian, this is the sign: using this flat hand shape, it outlines the gaps in the Mandalorianâs helmet.â
â TROY KOTSUR, the deaf American actor who developed the Tusken sign language and who played the first Tusken Raider to use it on-screen
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