#Izzy talks mandalorians

[lokidokeyartichoki]

rules: answer 30 questions and tag 20 (I don’t know enough people lmao) blogs you are contractually obligated to get to know better.

Hello there everything is a mess i am a mess always so lets thank @alice-pdf for exposing me completely

name: Izzy

star sign: almost too Aries to function

height: 5’4”

time: ummm no thanks i don’t believe in that

birthday: April 8

favourite bands/artists: (well whoops ok here is the mess) Metallica, Green Day, Darren Korb, John Williams, Danny Elfman, Hans Zimmer, Linkin Park, Christopher Larkin, Megan Thee Stallion, Billie Eilish, Britney Spears, BABYMETAL, CCR, Santana

last movie: I’m going to count Haunting of Bly Manor as a movie

last show: me and the roommate are rewatching Hannibal in anticipation of Halloween

when did I create this blog: September of 2011

what I post: absolute nonsense, sometimes my art, updates about my life, i am but a humble meme farmer tending to my crops

last thing I googled: Over the Garden Wall the Beast (somebody at work had no idea what i was talking about)

other blogs: I’ve got my Star Wars nonsense side blog and my good omens nonsense side blog

do I get asks?: sometimes! Rarely but they happen and I’m always a little bewildered

following: 67 and only like 3 are deactivated

average hours of sleep: the fuck are you talking about “average”

instruments: piano (I’m decent? I can read sheet music ok), i did guitar for a year, harp for a year, and drums for like a semester

what I’m wearing: a drawfee pride shirt and black pajama pants with a print that has palm trees that have holiday lights on them

dream job: pay me to sleep, read and make shit

dream trip: one day Japan, or a fishing trip up and down the amazon

nationality: i am Midwest United States trash

Favourite songs: it’s genre whiplash I’m sorry

last book I’ve read: Dracula by Bram Stoker (it’s daily Dracula man gimme some slack here)

Top 3 fictional universes I’d like to live in: the Mandalorian/Star Wars, Pokémon, one where Americans have universal health care

(This hardly seemed like 30 questions???)

Low stakes tagging: @chaoticbooklesbian @honeysuckleskull @evening-black @maplemarco @warrenkoles @zuzsenpai @sweatypatrickstump

#about teh blogger #Izzy at home

[mrbensonmum]

TV Shows - Bull VI

So, the fourth season of Bull comes to an end, and it's less spectacular than I thought. I'm not sure why, but somehow I was expecting a bigger bang. The second season ends with a severely battered Jason Bull lying in front of the courthouse because, due to his lifestyle, he suffered a heart attack. The end of the third season is a bit exciting but not quite as spectacular, so I thought there would be another big finale, but that wasn't the case.

I don't want to say that the episode was harmless because it absolutely wasn't. Taylor had to endure a lot, and that was already the second, if you count it, maybe even the third episode where a case puts her in the spotlight. No one else on the team has received so many cases and episodes. As always, not a complaint, just an observation.

However, I'm also torn here because one part of me would like to see more of Dr. Jason Bull and his team, while the other part is quite satisfied with these four seasons. Both sides are actually quite balanced, which rarely happens to me.

I'll leave out my usual points here; thanks to the other posts, they should be well known. A new addition is that sometimes I wish they would integrate Izzy and Little Bull (I can't remember the baby's name right now) more. A mix of Papa Bull and the Bull from season one, I'm starting again, would be something exciting.

But otherwise, I really enjoyed the series and liked watching it. A big point is that it's not so long. I don't know, CSI: Las Vegas was somehow intense with its 15 seasons, and since then, I've been a bit scared of such long series. At some point, it feels like a strange burden, and you "have to" keep watching. Of course, I'm only talking about myself, but I still find it strange. On the other hand, you don't have the long search in the streaming services when you want to watch something else or new. That's sometimes even more exhausting and stressful than the mentioned burden.

I'm curious when the last two seasons will become available. I calculated over the weekend that I pay 30€ for streaming services, and that's definitely too much for me. I'd like to cut something there, but I'm not sure what. This is making me wish for a service that has everything, but with all the chaos of licenses here in Europe and Germany, that dream will probably always remain just that, a dream.

At the moment, due to May 4th, Star Wars is still predominant. I've watched the movies and am considering which series I might still watch. I think I'm missing a season of The Mandalorian, and otherwise, I haven't seen anything from Ahsoka, Andor, The Bad Batch, Rebels, and Clone Wars, and I think there are still quite a few series missing, but those are the ones that come to mind right now.

For this reason, I'm not exactly sure what will come next here. I have to admit, Dr. House has been the most fun and has also generated the most resonance. Voyager was also good, but at the moment, I'm lacking a bit of the nerve for it. However, Deep Space Nine would also be due again because especially with all the Star Trek stuff that has come and is coming, I like to refer to DS9 again and again, but I haven't watched it in a long time.

#Bull #Jason Bull #Dr. Jason Bull #tvshow #tvshows #michael weatherly #cbs #bulloncbs #freddy rodríguez #Geneva Carr #christopher jackson #star wars #dr house #FOMO

[izzyovercoffee]

yall make fun of The Mandalorian for having flutes in the theme when mandalorians themselves literally have a flute that is also an effective stabbing weapon in a pinch, called a bes’bev

flutes are perfect for mandalorians and we need to stop making fun of flutes before the piccolo players come for us

#mandalorians #im just saying. #izzy talks mandalorians

[izzytheninja]

Oh my gosh you guys. The new semester started yesterday for me, and for one of my classes I was looking through the formats my instructor accepts note in and... SHE ACCEPTS REFLECTIONS IN THE FORM OF MEMES!!! Like, create notes in the topics you read about but do it in meme form. She attached an example from a previous semester and I am dying!!! It literally has everything. Pepe the frog, the guy looking back at the girl in red while the girl in blue is pissed, a mean girls screencap, THE FREAKING ILLUMINATI SYMBOL WITH THE CAPTION "CONFIRMED"!!! 🤣🤣🤣

Do I have the creativity to do my notes this way? Probably not. But I'm very much enjoying this sample.

#she's also the one that quoted the mandalorian and put memes in her emails to the class last semester #i do like this professor #even if she assigns more work than any of my other professors #izzy talks

[insomniamamma]

Stubborn: Din Djarin x Gn!Reader

A/n: oh no! They have to snuggle to keep warm.

Warnings: Fluff. Mentions of injury. Oh no! it’s very cold. Abuse of Mando’a.

           The Razor Crest would choose to crap out here, on this nameless little worldlet drifting around a gas giant that hangs bloated in the sky, bright turbulent bands of storms that could eat this little chunk of rock and ice whole. A star that couldn't quite get its shit together. You had just finished feeding the Kid his evening meal, wiping a bit of soup from his mouth with your sleeve, when the lights went out. It went dead silent. The 'Crest was never silent. There was always the low hum of the reactor, subtle hiss of the coolant systems, steady whir of the air-exchangers. The Kid's little clawed hand grips your finger.           "mwah?"           "I don't--" The back up power comes on, the ancient control and nav systems booting back up in a series of low whirs and clicks, emergency lighting low and ruddy. The environmentals do not come back on-line. Those little claws poke at your skin, big shining eyes find yours in the dim light.           "It's okay little guy," you say, drawing your finger along one of the Kid's velvety ears, "I'm gonna put you in your pram so you don't get cold, okay? Then I'm going to sort this mess out."           You think about calling Mando on the comms, but you don't. Could be something as simple as some wiring turned brittle in the cold. He's tracking information instead of a bounty. You know this one is important to him, important to the Kid. You'll give it a go yourself, you've gotten to know the Razor Crest pretty well in your short time as crew. How bad can it really be?

          Mando almost shot you the first time you talked to him. You were doing your usual, rambling around the shipyards of Gythal-9, a dusty little fly-speck of a world that you've been rotting on, looking for work, looking for excitement, hell, looking for anyone who wasn't the same dozen or so people you interacted with each day. Since the Empire fell, traffic had dwindled to near nothing, so any unfamiliar ship was worth eyeing as a potential way off. If you could get back to a planet with a decent spaceport you'd be rolling in credits. Here, you'd been scraping by fixing speeders and haulers and farm equipment, enough to keep you fed and clothed and shaded but precious little else. So when you saw a pre-Imperial Razor Crest parked in the dumpy little shipyard that Ississk ran, your heart swelled and not just with the anticipation of a possible escape. The 'Crest was and older model, probably second generation of it's kind, artillery turrets instead of laser cannons. Old school. Undeniably badass. There's signs of carbon scoring, panels crudely but efficiently replaced, but her inherent beauty is undeniable.            "Har-chaak!" A modulated voice snarled from beneath the Razor Crest's belly. You hunkered down and peered into the shadow beneath the ship. You found a Mandalorian in full armor struggling to install a pressure regulator into the starboard engine's fuel line.           "That's the wrong part," you said, and in a blink he had his blaster trained on you.           "Who do you work for? Who sent you?" You hold your hands palms out, at shoulder level.           "Easy, big guy. I was just admiring your ship. She's a classic. Pre-Empire right? She's gorgeous." The blaster lowers a fraction. You point to the pressure regulator and the coolant that's leaked into the dust. "That's the wrong size. You might limp it along for a bit, but you're just going to be paying for it again two systems over when the hoses blow. Who sold it to you? Was it Ississk?"           "You mean the big orange Trandoshan?"           "She ripped you off," you said and turned back towards the grimy office where Ississk held court, "Come on then." You jerk your head, meaning for the Mandalorian to follow you, and he does.           "Oh no you don't," says Ississk '<you're costing me hard earned credits, human>"           "Damn it, Izzy how we gonna get non-local business if you keep ripping off every non-local who drops by?"           "<yes yes, I know, you play the hero and hope this one takes you off-world as reward>" she waves a clawed hand at the Mandalorian, "Show me the regulator, Mandalorian, your ship. She is a Mark 2 pre-Empire make. Out of Corellia, yes?"           "Mark 3."           "Ahh, yes. Pardon me." Ississk disappears behind a tattered curtain and rustles around.           "You're in on the rip-off," says the Mandalorian.           "You understand Dosh,"           "Yes. Can't speak it though." He says, "I'm impressed."           "Don't hurt Izzy, ok? This was my dumbass idea--"           "Here we are!," says Ississk, parting the curtain with a different, slightly larger pressure regulator curled in her scaly arm like a baby, "So sorry for your trouble, friend."           "The difference, what do I owe--?" Ississk waves a clawed hand.           "Nevermind the difference," she says, "Just mind you use the proper seal-bands. Mark-3's have quite a bit more flow-through." She hands the Mandalorian his parts and you mean to slink away when he grabs your wrist. You freeze. Your eyes flick up to his dark, t-visor.           "You've cost me time," he says, "Help me install this thing and you might still get some credits."

          And that's how you ended up being crew. You had installed his new regulator while berating him for the lackadaisical maintenance he's performed on his ship. Why are the settings like this? How has this not shit the bed? Do you ever degrease and clean any of this? When's the last time you even checked the hyperdrive calibration? And he only had a single question.  Will you come with us?           That was the deal. No contract. Nothing binding. Keep the Crest running as best as you were able, and in exchange you travel. We find a port that suits you and you take your pay and and go. That was the deal.

          Mando finds you much like you found him, nuzzled up into the Razor Crest's belly.           "What happened?"           "Dunno," you reach up into the dark beyond the circle of the penlight you hold clamped between your teeth, "We lost the mains. Back-ups are still going, but the environmentals are offline." Your jaws chatter against the penlight, strobing the light and you lose track of the join your looking for.           "Kriff-"           "We need to go inside," says Mando, "It's too cold out here. We'll figure it out in the morning."           "I've almost got it," you say, "Go in and get ready to boot the environmentals when I comm you."           "Atin'ika," he sighs.

          Atin'ika. That's his word for you. It's not Basic or Dosh or Huttese, but from the context you're guessing it means idiot. Atin'ika, usually accompanied by a gentle side to side shake of his head. The time you took a blaster shot to the arm at Auursuk. I'm fine. Atin'ika, let me see. The time he stopped you haggling with a corpulent junk dealer on Jakku who had the gall to charge you nearly twice the going rate for a pair of power-converters. We'll take them. He'd shouldered past you and pressed some battered Mon Calmari currency into the junk dealer's hand. He ripped you off. We need those parts, Atin'ika.           "Alright," You say pressing the wires home into the boards, rope of cables coiled in your fist, "Open panel 2a, Flip the second from the bottom breaker."           "Got it." There's a shower of sparks and everything goes dark around your save for the utility lights strung under the belly of the crest.           "Mother FUCKER, stinking ass licking son of Imperial cunt-fuckers--"           "It's too cold," says Mando, "You need to come inside."           "We can't boost if we don't fix this--"           "Inside." He says, in that tone that offers no room for second opinions, "Now."           You climb the ramp and close it behind you. It's less raw inside but still kriffing cold. You unzip your parka and tuck your hands into your armpits in a vain attempt to warm them.           "You okay?" Asks Mando.           "Yeah," you say, it's already cold enough in the Crest that you breath plumes, "How's the little guy?"           "Fast asleep," says Mando, "Snug as a flea in a Bantha's ear."           "We gotta shut the external vents," you say, but it comes out clipped and stuttered, "We can run the scrubbers off the back-up batts. We don't wanna pull more cold air in here."           "Heaters?" You notice that his beskar armor is laced in frost. He's got to be at least as cold as you.           "No go," you say, "Not enough juice. How long is local night? What are we looking at here, Mando?"           "15 hours."           "Kriff." Your mind turns over and over, while Mando looks at you expectantly. He knows not to interrupt while you are like this. The back-up batteries are a passive system, a sealed box of radioactive material fitted with thermocouples. These back-up batts are purposefully isolated from the rest of the 'Crest's systems, low in the walls of the hold where their waste heat can't screw up anything vital.           "Okay, we yank the cycler conduits loose and lay them against the back-up batt housing. The water will absorb the waste heat and then cycle through the hull. It won't be nice but it'll keep us from freezing solid."           "What do I need to do?"

          A couple hours and it's done. Mando retreated with the Kid to his berth, leaving you to the nest you've made yourself near the weapons locker. Will you be warm enough? I'll be fine. You rest on your thin mattress with every spare blanket you could find piled over you, but it's not enough. The cold seems to radiate up from the floor and settle in your bones. Eventually you give up sleeping and pace. If you could just get the blood flowing enough, if you could just get your hands and your feet to warm up enough that they don't distract you, then maybe--           You collide with Mando. He grips your upper arms, the dark of his visor unreadable as ever. His armor is gone save for his helmet which still bears ferns and whorls of frost.           "I heard you moving around," he says, "Are you okay?"           "Can't sleep," you say.           "It's too cold down here," he says, shakes his head, "Come on, Atin'ika." And he folds his hand around yours. Mando leads you to his quarters. Despite the cold your face feels hot. You've kept the 'Crest in reasonable repair, you've fixed this junker of a ship with bailing wire and strip tape. You repairs are ugly but they work. You've cared for the Kid while he was off doing whatever the hell it is he does. Why does he have to be so mean? He propels you into the little compartment and seals the door behind you. Everything is red lit, the emergency lighting glinting off the curves of his helmet.           "Take off your parka,"           "What?" He unzips his flight suit revealing a threadbare undershirt and the soft swell of his belly. You fingers fumble at the fasteners, your hands are so cold they don't want to do what you tell them.           "When babies were born in the covert we'd lay them on their buir's chest to make them warm," he says, peeling you out of your parka and pulling you close. His hands circle your wrists and tuck them inside his flight-suit. Stars. He is warm. You grip around his middle and press yourself to him reflexively.           "Dank farrik," he hisses, "You're freezing," He rubs his hands briskly up and down your back, trying to get some warmth into you, "Why didn't you say something?" You burrow your face, your cold nose into the warm juncture of his shoulder and neck.           "I just thought you'd call me stupid again." He freezes. His broad hands cupping your shoulder blades.           "When did I call you stupid?" You pull back from him, and he's peering at you like he so often does, his t-visor canted at an angle. And suddenly you are infuriated. You are too damn cold and you have worked too damn hard for what little bit of warmth you've managed to get this gods-be-cursed sieve of a ship to hold.           "What? Five minutes ago? Maybe six? Kriff. I don't even know why you keep me around! Ahteeneeka this! Ahteeneeka that! I don't care where we go next! It could be the arm-pit of absolutely nowhere! As long as I can breathe the air without dying I'm done!" You try to yank yourself away but he holds you fast, pulls you tight against him, arms crossing like durasteel bands around your back.           "Atin is stubborn," he says, begins to gently sway to the two of you back and forth. "And you are. Stubborn as an Eopie."           "Eeka?" Silence. Just the faint rasp of his breath through his vocoder.           "It means I don't want you to be cold."

#din djarin x reader #the #madalorian x reader #soft for days #don't look at me

[twilightofthe]

fanfic ask thingy: F, G, U

Hello you! Thanks for the ask!

(Ask game found here)

F: Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

Ooooooh boy that always is a hard one to come up with! I can’t remember like. Anything I write lol. I decided to pick a line I’m proud of from my most recent fics, Here There Be Dragons

Idk, I just like this line a lot because I felt I needed to emphasize just how much these two mean to each other. Like, I know this is a ship fic, but I still feel this line would work platonically too because dammit Obes and Ani are the TEAM and they’re so ridiculously attached at the hip and aaaaaaaaaa

G: Do you write your story from start to finish or do you write the scenes out of order?

Hoooo BOY I don’t have the single semblance of an outline or straight order when writing a fic 😅 Any time I TRY to write in order I always end up writing even more so out of order xD

U: Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much

Hmmm I might be doing more than three here lmao and these are by no means ALL of my fave writers, just the ones whose fics I have read/reread most recently! If your name is not on this list I still love you to death like I have SO many writers I’d die for in this fandom

@jasontoddiefor : Jack of all trades, his stories range from happy to sad to fuckin’ weird but AMAZING. Like, I’m still making my way through all of Eli’s fics and they’re lovely, all of them

@katierosefun (sorry for @-ing you when we haven’t really talked but aaaa) You want Obitine fic that’ll make you Emotional(TM)? Here’s the author for you, 10/10/10 would recommend

@ghostwriterofthemachine You want PROSE? You want creativity and introspection? Look no further, can’t recommend the Obikin poetry AU enough but also there’s the fic idea she hasn’t published yet but has been TORMENTING ME WITH SNIPPETS OF for ages and y’all just definitely trust me on this one

@shatouto Ok so Shatou’s got fantastic art AND writing, I beg y’all to go read her Vader-redeemed comic, just heck yeah I definitely recommend

@storiesofchaos Two words: LESBIAN ANIDALA. Akshdksjdk ok but that’s just my favorite one, not the only good one. Here you shall find stories constantly in motion and super compelling to read, go check her out!!!

@syssarcosis Aight so Aurora’s fic is like spiced chocolate cake, rich and HOT and super fuckin’ pretty prose holy shite. Her and Shatou mentioned above have a really good collab fic!

@simpskywalker WROTE ME A FIC ABOUT MY MAN HONDO SO THEREFORE I OWE HER MY LIFE. Seriously one of the most visionary writers I’ve seen, managed to give me feels about Sy Fuckin’ Snootles (look you haven’t lived if you haven’t read her fic shipping Sy Snootles with Frog Lady from Mandalorian) and made shopping Mace and Jar Jar like, a legitimate thing. SUPER funny and creative, y’all pls check her out

@duchess-of-mandalore Aight so as someone who’s rewatched the TCW episode The Lawless like well over 30 times for the sake of researching a fic, Jess’s take on it and the throne room scene made me tear UP, I fuckin’ love her Satine voice, y’all DEFINITELY gotta check her out

@xeniaraven Y’all know how I said I love historical AUs? 70’s AU RIGHT HERE WITH THIS GAL! Definitely check it and all her other stuff out y’all like fr

@isolde-and-monsters IZZY’S WRITING IS JUST SO PRETTY Y’ALL. Probs one of my fave Anakin characterizations here, pls read all her stuff 🥺

Ok this is ten I’m gonna cut myself off there xD

#this got long lmao but hey thanks for the ask!!!! #I really got rambling about authors I love #bpdanakins #asks #ask

[commander-krios]

For Nydo: 5, 14, 22, and 23?

I think I’m using the right meme lol Here is goes. It’s been a long time since I’ve talked about my boy.

5. If you could insert your OC into any television show or movie, what would it be?

The Mandalorian (which I am currently watching). He would be a bounty hunter, more like a darker Han Solo type, but he would fit into the universe.

14. What made you chose your OC’s name?

I’m pretty sure I used a name generator to find his name. I needed one to play through during Kotor 2 (before I changed my character to Wren), so I used it to come up with something different. When he ended up becoming a mercenary for Mass Effect, I kept it because I liked it.

22. If your OC has scars, where are they and how did they get them?

Ny definitely has scars, although most of them are covered by his armor. He’s been shot and stabbed a few times, usually in bar fights and not from actual combat. He has a burn scar on his back from dragging Zaeed’s near dead body from a fire set by Vido and his cronies (right after Zaeed was shot in the head). But it was worth it to him because Zaeed was a dear friend.

23. What moment did your OC feel the most powerful?

Nydo’s most powerful moment was probably when he realized that love was a strength, not a weakness. His love for his friends, and especially for Izzy, made him realize that he had more to fight and live for than his enemies did, and that is power.

#darth-salem-emperor-of-earth #nydo elgrin #oc asks #oc ask meme

[yoditorian]

Liz!! Congratulations on getting to the end of lacuna!! What a ride it has been! What a journey you’ve taken us on! I meant to do this last night but I fell asleep while I was finding quotes so I only have the first four chapters done! But here are some of my favourite bits!

“It’s not home, nowhere is. But you’ve been here since you were sixteen, years before the rest of your team, it’s as close as you’ll get to belonging somewhere.” - upon rereading this bit got me very emotional. That rebel has given up on ever finding an actual home, that they’re resigned to not having one. And then knowing Shara creates one later?? It makes me cry every time I think about! Just the whole of rebel’s character is so good and this whole chapter is such a great introduction to them!!

“You’ve never felt the pressure to fill any silence with him, he seems to exist so comfortably in it.” And “For a man so rough, he is so careful, he handles you as though you’ll break at the slightest breeze. As though he is wholly undeserving of such sweetness. Part of you thinks he’s convinced he is.” - It’s so good! It’s exactly Din! I am always astonished at how fanfic authors can get the characters so spot on, and every time you write anything I am floored by how you can get across the character so well!! And the relationship between them is so interesting and feels very real to Din’s character!

I think I’m going to split these into chapters because I love them all so much and I want to give you all the praise so look forward to more of this I guess! 💕💕💕

IZZY🥺🥺 thank you for being an endless well of love and support for this series!!!!!

the more i think about it the more i realise that this story really is about someone finding their place in the galaxy and finding a home, which i think is all anyone really wants to do so reading that quote and then realising that by the end rebel HAS found a home and a family,,,, i get Emotional

i sometimes find it really difficult to get into din’s head properly (which i worry shows a lot) so to hear that you think that’s him is astounding!!! i just always get the feeling - especially any time he handles grogu or the way he was with frog lady and the eggs - that he doesn’t necessarily like how he’s perceived as the Big Scary Mandalorian,, like even in the smallest change of body language when Cobb talked about how he didn’t know much ab mandos but that they’re ‘good at killing’. he can hold his creed so close to his heart the way he does AND dislike what it represents to everyone else but he’s also so used to it, which is why i think he’d find it difficult to accept somebody treating him with the same care he does other people

let’s celebrate lacuna!!

#and your art still lives rent free in my head i literally look at it every day #i could genuinely wax poetic about din and the conflict he has with his creed all day pls tell me not to if u just want a 'thanks!!' #lacuna asks #from liz

[thesummerstorms]

Rev Recaps Hard Contact (Chapter 16)

After last chapter, I had two glasses of moscato, so we’ll see how this goes.

CW: repeated mentions of rotting animal corpses/smell, characters getting covered in sewage (again), claustrophobia, mind influence

TL;DR Recap: Atin and Darman go through the gdan warrens into Uthan’s facility and discover they’re claustrophobic. Niner blows up the villa to cover the explosives Darman is using to enter the facility, and Majestic bombs some droids from orbit. Etain tries her best to be helpful. The blogger makes fun of both Atin and Dar for their explosives use. Atin and Dar find Uthan.

Beginning Kal Count: 30 Ending Kal Count: 32

So we’re gonna open up in Darman’s point of view.

I don’t know shit about guns. I live in Texas, but have never held, much less shot one. Does this mean that Atin has his finger on the trigger or is holding it just above it in the little circle thingy?

Also, Darman, sweetheart. Being the bomb factory does not stop you from blowing up. Just saying.

Kal Count is upped to 31, but mainly I just kinda love this quote. If you’ve read Triple Zero, then you may join me in the delicious irony of them wanting black armor this entire mission for disguise purposes only to finally get it right before a mission to Fest. Thus proving Atin’s point above. Anyway Jinart is sniffing echolocating her way along ahead of them, and eventually comes to a stop and points out the entrance to the gdan tunnels. They need to crawl through the warrens in order to capture Uthan inside the facility... so of course this is the moment that Atin and Dar both find out that they’re claustrophobic:

I’m not even claustrophobic, and it sounds miserable to me, to be quite honest. But, on a more... pointed, note. Izzy has already explained much more fluently than me how much this scene means Kal is an absolute shit planner. Because Kal built a home on Mandalore that was supposed to be a safe haven for any clone deserters who wanted to become Mandalorian in True Colors/Order 66... but Kyrimorut was built  at least partially underground and partially uses underground tunnels both as exits and as connections.

I’m just saying, as we go through this chapter... we’re gonna see why that might be an issue.But first-

Listen, I may hate Jinart, but this scene makes me laugh pretty much every time. Every time. No inspirational metaphors for Atin, and Jinart is 100% scowling at him.

They continue on through the tunnels, and honestly the details get gross. Not just in the typical “fantasy escape through sewers trope” kind of way, but Darman smells something rotten that reminds him of bodies and Geonosis, so on top of his dizziness from the claustrophobia, he now has nausea, as does Atin. They ask Jinart about it and her first reply misses the point: 

Listen, my guy tells me this is some sort of health code violaton, but I know fuck all about plumbing. And no, that is not all they can smell, but Jinart apparently doesn’t notice the smell of decomposition until it’s pointed out to her. Jinart eventually realizes what they’re talking about and assures them that it’s from the gdan’s prey. Darman feels relieved for at least a moment (that stops when he sticks his hands in entrails) but I’d just like to point out that the gdan, while primarily hunting merlies, have tried to eat our human protagonists literally every time they step foot outside. Anyway, Darman puts his hand in entrails, has a flashback of Skirata running next to him in something called the “sickener” which was essentially training in a pit full of nerf entrails, and struggles not to throw up in his sealed helmet. Joyful.

Kal Count is now 32.

Eventually they reach a larger chamber where Dar and Atin start digging out their tunnel to the pipes under the facility and Jinart leaves them to go back to Niner after Dar sends her away. Darman notes that it would only take one or two shots from the rifle to clear, but that would bring the roof AND  a bunch of droids on top of them, so he and Atin keep working and sweating like pigs.Once they dig close enough, Darman uses their battering ram to break into the drain, and is promptly covered in a spray of shit from the pipes. This sends both him and Atin into hysterics, because again, they’re both not doing well in the confined space and are exhausted.

“Darman had never even seen the man smile.” And the first time is when Darman is covered in shit from a sewer pipe. Darman comms Niner to tell him they’re almost through, and the scene switches to Niner’s point of view.

Dar explains that they’re stuck at a filter in the pipe that will have to be blown open with explosives because it’s permacreted in. Darman asks for two minutes to set the charge, and Niner worries the entire time. He, Fi, and Etain don’t have anything to do yet, but he’s worried for Dar and Atin.

Niner is literally counting seconds and dealing with anxiety, Fi is calmly waiting with the cannon... and Etain is pacing. This is her nervous habit. Like, I had already headcanoned that, but it’s nice to be confirmed by canon. Even if Niner wants to chastise her for it and can’t. 

Man, he’s literally counting the seconds. Etain is the queen of asking well-intentioned but awkward as hell questions, and I’m pretty sure the lack of “ma’am” is the closest Niner is every going to get to saying “fuck you”. I could definitely live without yet another mention of mind influence, but as I say, addressed in Triple Zero... and at least Niner’s not nauseated anymore I guess?

They blow the filter on the facility and the bombs in the villa at the same time to disguise Atin and Darman’s entrance. Droids start coming out of the facility, which is disguised with a barn, to investigate, but Niner orders Fi & the E-Web to wait and tries to dismiss Etain/get her out of the way.

Etain is already not content with her Trandoshan shotgun array blaster or Traviss has forgotten she has it, which isn’t unlikely. She wants the concussion rifle instead (looking at it “longingly” already!), and she wants a job to do.

Niner gives Fi the go ahead, so he opens up with the E-Web (which again a literal, actual cannon) and starts firing, with Niner assisting via grenades. The entire time, they’re being rained on with “hot, metal shrapnel”.  But the droids stop advancing. so then Niner asks Majestic to bomb them from orbit if the droids start headed towards them from another direction.

Other than Fi’s comment, I’m not particularly sure why Niner expects Etain to be “in distress”. Or how he missed the fact that he was almost decapitated by shrapnel until Etain deflected it. Ngl it took me several readings of this scene to even parse the exact sequence of events. BUT it is nice for Etain to finally, actually get to be useful to Niner and Fi and do Jedi things without everyone including her beating her up about her weakness.

The scene cuts back to Niner & Dar, who have successfully made it in to Uthan’s facility:

Apparently if you leave Darman and Atin alone together without Niner or some other regulating force, you just get unending sass.

Dar has no idea what’s dangerous and what isn’t, so they decide to just explode everything, to be on the safe side. They make it through the inner chamber and are approaching the front of the complex, but haven’t seen anything yet. Majestic is bombing things outside. Dar is literally sticking high-burning explosives to everything he can.

“Disappointingly small” Darman please.

Darman. Why are you opening the potential virus box, Darman. 

You can’t set in NEXT to the potential virus box? Like the box is somehow gonna withstand that charge?

Yes, Atin, the fridge door is going to withstand the military grade explosives.

Anyway, Atin uses a mini emp to partially unseal a containment door, which is useful and also will later screw them over. It raises just enough for Dar to wedge something under it and the two of them the muscle it open, and then they start the “house clearing” portion of the op, headed into the part of the facility that’s actually inhabited. Droids and Separatists pin them down, so they comm to Fi & Niner. Then things get worse as they’re pinned in place by bulkheads.

So things are not looking great. They’re trapped by bulkheads, surrounded by Seps on the other side of those bulk heads, they no longer have access to their explosives.

Except.

I had to google what “half look different” meant. Like, I was pretty sure it meant “really” but I had to use google to confirm. Provided the British don’t also use a different connotation of “amazing” when using it in slang though... Atin likes Uthan’s hair?

Anyway, they found the mad scientist trying to kill them, and she’s armed and trapped in a confined space with them, so we hit a pretty good cliffhanger here, or would’ve if this were an episode and not a chapter.

#Republic Commando #Repcomm #Rev Recaps RepComm #Darman Skirata #Atin Skirata #Jinart #Niner Skirata #Etain Tur-Mukan #Hard Contact

[sgtbossman]

Hi Merlia. You probably don’t remember me but honestly, that’s cool. I wrote Boss, Sev, and a Rex way back when. I had good times and made good friends there.

But that’s not the point. I’m here to talk about you. Truth be told, Izzy isn’t the only one who is aware of your doings and is questioning them hard. I think you need a bit of a wake-up call. Izzy is a strong person and is more than capable of defending themselves and it’s not often I do these kinds of posts but this situation has really gotten to me. Perhaps as a fellow white person, you’d hear me out.

First off, “transphobi(a/c)” is not a “scary buzz word and a reddit meme”. It’s an actual thing. Take a long, hard look at yourself.

It’s nice that you admit that you created Kom’rk out of spite, out of anger, to make people mad. If you have a different take and have a desire to make a character, by all means, go for it! But to create a blog specifically to piss people off because you have an extremely petty anger over a headcanon is absolute trolling. You should be old enough by now to understand this but I’m going to lay it out: trolling is a waste of time. I’m not sure what kick you get out of it but I’m 100% sure your efforts could be put to better use elsewhere.

Now then, since you brought “canon” up, let’s discuss this and headcanons.

I’m not well versed in the transgender Kom’rk headcanons, I admit. Or Kom’rk in general. I tend to focus on Delta Squad and even then, I’ve been preoccupied with life situations as of late where I’ve fallen behind on the material. But this headcanon has loads of documentation and justification behind it, not all of which is public, I’m confident. Skype, Discord, Google Docs. These private places exist and are often where people develop material for headcanons and the stories behind them.

To say that this was made because people wanted to make Kom’rk a “trans character punching bag” is completely baseless at the very least. The existing material was picked apart and taken into consideration to this, that much I absolutely guarantee you.

However, let’s bring up the Mereel post you did recently. Because damn, you don’t have even a general understanding of what transgender means, do you? But before we address that…

Even more, Mereel Skirata is one of Kal’s golden boys which means if there was any Null that Kal would be genuinely livid at the lack of embracing and display of traditional Mandalorian Masculinity, as Kal views it- of course. It would be Mereel.

I’m going to call you out for making Mereel the subject of this headcanon because you’re targeting Izzy, the person who writes Mereel and most frequently talks about him on Tumblr. You’re reducing him to this alleged punching bag that you say Kom’rk is when in reality how and why you chose to present these headcanons about Mereel compared to how numerous other people have developed headcanons about Kom'rk are not even close to the same.

As a cis person, you need to carefully think about how you make non-conforming, nonbinary, or transgender headcanons. You don’t make them on a whim as a quick response to being called out for being transphobic which is what this Mereel headcanon feels like. You make them because they feel proper for the character. Well, that response combined with pettiness because you don’t like the person who is portraying them.

Being non-conforming is not the same as being nonbinary. Being nonbinary is not the same as being transgender.

Transgender people identify as transgender because they don’t identify as their assigned gender at birth. Not merely because they are discarding norms.

Perhaps most importantly, being transgender cannot and should not be equated to those individuals rebelling against their parents, the society they live in, or to make people mad over this idea of traditional masculinity/femininity standards in society.

As someone who has a close friend who, while having so many resources available, has struggled with coming to terms of their identity over years and are still struggling with it, on top of their personal relationships that have been affected or destroyed (family, friends)? This is insulting and you should be ashamed of this post. If there’s any bit of your content that points to you being “trans-phobic” (again, it’s transphobic), it’s this post.

Yes, your post is dealing with Star Wars but it has a very real basis in the real world and that should be taken into account.

Then you mention Tumblr URLs and tags. Nobody cares that you have The URL™. (See? Faux trademarks aren’t just yours to use. And it doesn’t make your argument cute.) Truly, it’s not this badge of honor that you should wear. What should matter is the content and the person behind it which, honestly, is lacking significantly. To say that people shouldn’t post their headcanons in character tags that do absolutely no harm to either the character or actual people is ridiculous.

Throwing a headcanon in a tag helps push an idea into the general public’s sight, allowing people who maybe have briefly thought about it but didn’t think of an extreme amount of detail into it, perhaps thinking it wasn’t feasible, is absolutely allowed and should be encouraged! This is how the fandom interacts, grows, and finds commonalities that people can enjoy and possibly even relate to. I admit that I get annoyed at certain headcanons or posts in character tags (not limited to Star Wars) but I just move on. To shame people for throwing headcanons that don’t harm the character, people, or are morally reprehensible into a publicly accessible tag is disgraceful.

I’m not sure how often you frequent other tags for characters but people post their headcanons all the time. This alleged ownership of the tag just because you have the URL is honestly amusing. I had the URL “garazeb” for a good amount of time for my personal and people posting actual “Garazeb Orellios” content under it filled the tag. I was never vocal, never told people to get out of the tag. You live with the fact that since you chose a name for a tag, you get the tag filled with it. If you don’t like it, move on from your URL. However, you clearly don’t want to do that so you’ll have to live with it. Or come up with a separate tag to track. These are easy things to accomplish.

Now then, I want to finish with the racial aspect. Oh yes, there’s a race aspect.

Bringing up that Star Wars is owned by George Lucas (which hasn’t been true since 2012), a white man, and the Republic Commando series of books was written by Karen Traviss, a white woman, does nothing to help you. In fact, it should hurt to write that. By bringing this up, you’re strongly hinting that Star Wars is content for white people and white people only. Star Wars is for everyone, including people whose experiences don’t mirror yours or the general white person’s experience in life.

Making a statement about Lucas and Traviss being white, which you see as passive because you are white, is alienating to people of color and threatening to say that people of color don’t belong in the fandom. If you don’t see this, please take a step back and examine it. There is a bit of unconscious racism whenever it’s brought up and it is hard to overcome that, believe me. I check myself constantly and I will do that until I die because the unconscious racism is something ingrained in me because of society.

(In a passing note, I want to say that you throwing your arguments out with “U wanna meme shame me” and “???????” included while everybody else is providing decent arguments doesn’t help your case.)

So please, take a step back. This is a lot to take in and think about, I understand. Realize that you don’t have the moral high ground on this. Realize that maybe you should stop playing the victim here and understand that people have different experiences than you.

I can’t tag you in anything it seems (probably blocking via proximity to my friends) so I hope you’ve been able to read this. I hope you take this to consideration and take it to heart. Be better than this.

P.S., indirectly attacking people’s backgrounds and belittling them because of it is something you should also stop doing. Look into it.

#star wars fandom #republic commando fandom #fandom in general #this shouldn't be a thing but it is #and it's just so sad honestly #callout #callout posts #nullarc6 #komika #merliaseidon #formerly #null-6 #komrkskirata

[captainofthetidesbreath]

Myself, @izzyovercoffee, and @thesummerstorms realized a while back that Traviss’ Mando’a dictionary doesn’t have a word for bridge. Izzy and Rev have discussed composing a word a bit. (See these: post one, and two, and three, and four.)

The part where I blame other people

Because I feel like I have to document how I got to this somehow.

Last week, @thefreelancerdivision said on one of the bridge posts (number four) that Mandalorians are like space!Germans, in which everything in their language is a complicated form of an animal, bird in the Mandalorian case. Izzyovercoffee then said that, to Mandalorians, everything is birds, brains, knives, and spicy. (See here.) Izzyovercoffee then, jokingly, put forward a word for bridge coming from the word bird. (See this post.)

Seeing izzyovercoffee mentioned that everything was also knives, I thought, “The funniest thing would be bridge coming from the word knife because that’s pretty weird.”

But, I remembered that a bridge made of a sword was an actual Thing That Happened™ in an Arthurian legend.

The Arthurian context

I don’t really intend for this to be a post about medieval literature, but I have to talk a little bit about Lancelot, the Knight of the Cart (or if you want to be fancy French: Lancelot, le Chevalier de la Charrette). It follows Lancelot, of Arthurian fame, on his mission to rescue his kidnapped love Queen Guinevere, who has been taken to the kingdom of Gorre.

To enter Gorre, one must cross a strait using the safer water-bridge or the fatal sword-bridge. Lancelot chooses the latter. As the name suggests, it is a bridge composed of a single sword sharper than a scythe and as long as two lances. At the bank in Gorre, two lions are tied to a rock near the bridge, ready to eat any who make it across.

His companions, noting the numerous dangers, plead he reconsider. However, Lancelot has faith and confidence that the Christian God will protect him, and, perhaps more importantly, he is so committed in his love and loyalty to Guinevere he would rather die than turn back now.

He removes the armor from his hands and feet, so that he may better hold onto the sword and not slip, and crawls across the sword. It cuts him deeply, but he perseveres and eventually makes it to the other side. Once there, he remembers the lions he saw, but now he sees none; they were only an enchantment.

Lancelot, the Knight of the Cart is a story about a test of Lancelot’s love and loyalty for Guinevere and his struggles to balance his duties as a knight bound by chivalric values and his responsibilities as a lover bound by the expectations of courtly love. I was once told this episode with the sword-bridge is in part about, well, balance. To balance between roles, to balance between values, to balance between virtues. (The Aristotelian view on virtue. Too much of a good thing, as they say.) Additionally, if my understanding is correct, medieval enchantments caused no real effects but worked so long as they were believed.

What’s this got to do with Mandalorians?

It’s a figurative story about a warrior powering through intense physical suffering to prove their ideological mettle. If that doesn’t strike one as at least vaguely Mandalorian in some part, then, I don’t know....

Genuinely, Mandalorian culture has a recurring theme of struggle, specifically struggle as a means to growth. The struggle is physical, emotional, mental, spiritual, any shade applicable, but it stands to reason that if this concept is so prevalent in Mandalorian culture, it must also feature in their stories. An episode similar to Lancelot crossing the sword-bridge would not seem out of place in their mythos.

Mandalorians, also, seem keen on balance. Arasuum and Kad Ha’rangir fight their war, locked in a battle between stagnation and destruction. However, while one must destroy to make room for new growth, too much is ruinous; while one must stand still to reflect and grow, too much is stagnation. The finer points of this are probably best left to another post, but the point is: one needs to keep both impulses in check and find the balance between them.

As far as the enchantment goes, I’m sure Mandalorians could appreciate the idea of overcoming the limitations one puts on oneself. Not only does one have to overcome the physical obstacles, one must also overcome one’s fears and doubts and insecurities. Strength requires that one do this too.

I’ll probably write another post on this later to better explain it in finer detail.

All that aside, it’s a story about a guy who almost maims himself on a bridge made out of a sword to prove his intense dedication to his values. That’s very Mandalorian. They’d definitely have a story like that. It seems like a thing they’d find very relatable.

A word for bridge

Finally, to the point of the post. I put forward a word for bridge that derives from this story:

do’kad: doslanir (to cross, to intersect) + kad (sword), crossing on a sword, a sword that crosses [over a river]

or

to’kad: to (joining, connection) + kad, a connection [between two banks] created by a sword

The difference between d and t might be negligible or non-existent depending on accent. Or, the etymology may similarly differ based on dialect.

Now, I don’t think this is a word for a physical, literal bridge. It’s a word used for figurative bridges and crossings, especially those that represent a great trial or crisis that tests one’s resolve, mettle, and commitment. The crossroads from which one must choose a path. The threshold from beyond which one cannot return. The transition between stages in life or planes of existence. Those kinds of crossings.

I’ll leave it for some other word to describe the mundane bridges.

ETA: Like this one: to’vheh, or even do’vheh. (See my short post on it.)

tl;dr

I propose a Mando’a word for a figurative bridge: do’kad or to’kad. It derives from the word sword (kad) because of a real-world Arthurian myth in which Lancelot must cross a bridge made of a sword. A story about a warrior struggling to balance between two sets of stringent values in his life, and having to face a physical suffering to prove their ideological mettle, seems like it would be one Mandalorians would have an analogue for in their own mythos. So, a word for those figurative crossings involving a test.

#Mando'a #Mandalorians #Gena's Mando'a #long post for ts #this is so fucking long #I had to explain all that to justify why the fuck i'm deriving bridge from sword

[izzyovercoffee]

who needs tradwife content when you can have a group of mandos who are just... happier taking care of the home. 'oh, my wife is on her yearly bounty hunt, i'm watching the kids'. the 'it takes a clan to raise a kid' mindset. not everyone has the stomach for blood and guts and that's ok. ten different family members who will fight tooth and nail if the home is invaded but they don't like looking for trouble if they can avoid it

yes! YES!

YES

let’s get some more weirdly complicated yet-not-complicated-at-all family units. I’m absolutely smitten with the “it takes a clan to raise a kid” vibes---and it’s just straight up healthier for children to feel supported and loved by many different adults instead of solely dependent on just the two of a nuclear family. 

it’s also healthier for the would-be parents in question, and hell, let the kid have many more parents than just two! mando conventions make it so easy, there’s no mental gymnastics in trying to decide who is “pop” and “papa” and “dad”, it’s just [name or shortened/nickname]’buir

Din’buir. Paz’buir. Omera’buir (or Ome’buir, or Om’buir). 

and you’re absolutely, ABSOLUTELY correct that not everyone has the stomach for blood and guts and that’s ok. THAT’S OKAY!

we don’t need to (nor should we!) read “warrior” entirely literally or as we understand and define that word, especially when Rebels gave us Alrich Wren as an iconic example of someone considered a true warrior who does not fight with literal weapons. canon has now given us many varied examples of what is mandalorian, what “qualifies” and thus opens the way for what can “qualify” that still adheres to the core tenets of the culture, and like

what better way to explore a full rainbow spectrum of family units and what “family” and “clan” can look like than a culture that centers children and community? many children raised together, actually alongside each other, with many buire and ba’voduse who are equally supportive and supported by each other. give me those massive found family vibes where everyone genuinely has a place and a people to call home.

#mostly I'm just spending a lot of time imagining Din under a pile of children clinging to his armor #laughing and living in peace and surrounded by love #with other adults looking on fondly in the background #am I repeating myself? PROBABLY #but I just keep THINKING about it #not that this is a strike against the show because the show does actually SHOW us this #as a future possibility for him when all this is Said and Done #and like oof #found family should truly flourish in this fandom and usually it does #but sometimes I go in the tags or on certain forums and I'm like 'oof what' #lmao lmao lmao #izzy talks mandalorians #asks.txt #Anonymous

[natswash]

I can always tell when Izzy and Gena reblog my mandalorian posts because all of a sudden I start getting notes and followers.

(If you have metalworking questions, please ask me. I’ll talk about it forever given the chance). Also I love reading people’s tags, they make me feel so happy.

[izzyovercoffee]

all the potential that mandalorians provide us as a foundation for creativity, and people still cling viciously to the tradwife imagery and its related apologism

#please do something INTERESTING with mandalorians #they give you SO MUCH to do and STILL #I know the parameters set by KT originally adhere to very extreme tradwife/tradhusband roles #but you don't ACTUALLY have to commit to it and maybe; just maybe; it might be fun to explore the full breadth #of what mandalorians actually allow for considering how truly flexible the resol'nare is #izzy talks mandalorians

[izzyovercoffee]

another thing about The Gunslinger episode is that a lot of “mandalorian fans” think they are Din Djarin, but they’re actually that other guy. there’s a lot of posturing, pretending to be strong, unwilling to ask for help with an open hand instead of a closed fist, backstabbing someone else at the first sign of opportunity to one up another, freely accepting racist imperialist attitude (talkin about the Tusken Raider scenes) and willing to underestimate an old woman and a kind mandalorian because they’re not the stereotype of “strong”

The Mandalorian as a show does such a good job of setting up the perspective of what a “Mandalorian” is according to the more toxic parts of fandom (”man’s man, war is great, crying is a sign of weakness” or w/e and yes they do exist, just look in the tags or on any major costuming forum), and then every episode after that is a continuous unpacking, undermining, and evisceration of them

and they don’t even realize they’re the ones being criticized

honestly it’s my favorite thing about the show 

#I keep thinking about this and I just [shakes fist] love this show so fucking much #izzy talks mandalorians #the mandalorian spoilers #anyway back to work

[izzyovercoffee]

can you imagine if the takeaway from all the horror Satine saw before the events of The Clone Wars wasn't that non-New Mandalorians were unequivocally wrong and violent, but that love---above everything---was worth fighting and dying for? 

that it was her father (and the leaders who came before him, and so on, and so on) who was wrong---not the society that responded to him, or for him? 

that the lesson she took away from that uprising, the lessons she took from her father’s and her older sister’s passing was that she could not force the people, the mando’ade, to cut off pieces of themselves?

can you imagine how different the universe would have been if, in taking those radically different lessons, she looked to Obi-wan and asked him to leave the Order for her? to answer to a different calling? 

can you imagine if he’d have said yes?

#I'm back on my mandalorian bullshit #izzy talks mandalorians #some of this is headcanon; piecing together chunks of EU lore to make a timeline that makes sense #what the hell am i doing ... does anyone even want to read this thought actually fleshed out lmao #the whole force damned universe would be completely different