All these posts going around saying that by Din’s logic, the Darksaber belongs to Sidious, here’s my take
the Mandalorians are all gathered together in some cave somewhere. Someone realizes that ownership of the Darksaber was decided on the second Death Star. Din summons Luke because someone mentioned that he was the last person to see Sheev alive.
Luke: yes?
Din: Emperor Palpatine was the last person to own an heirloom that makes a person the leader of my people.
Luke: Um… I don’t know much about your people, but… given that you live in this galaxy, I’m assuming the Empire hurt you in some major way. I’m guessing you are averse to his possessing this heirloom.
Mandalorians: *nodding
Luke: also, he was a Sith Lord, so, again, not an ideal king
those scattered Mandalorians that actually know what a dar’jettii is: 😳🤯😳🤯- no wait that makes sense
some random Mandalorian: also, he’s dead, right?
Luke: yup, definitely dead. I watched him get thrown a reactor shaft myself.
Armorer: by whom? The darksaber is won in combat, so whoever killed him gets it
Luke: Darth Vader
Mandalorians: yeah, that’s not much better. And he’s ALSO dead, right? Who killed HIM?
Luke: …The Emperor
Mandalorians:
Din: if the Emperor killed him, how did he manage to kill the Emperor?
Luke: the Emperor electrocuted him, and then he threw the Emperor down the reactor shaft, and meanwhile the electricity from a few seconds ago was shorting out his life support suit, and then he died in my arms. It was actually very emotional.
Everyone, who thought Luke had managed to walk out of the throne room because he somehow killed the two most powerful people in the galaxy:
Luke: yeah, no, I basically just stood there and got provoked and then electrocuted. I’d be dead if Vader hadn’t died to save me.
Paz: why would he do that?
Luke: because he’s my father.
Mandalorians: 😲
Luke: I don’t let on about it because people might have some things to say about the hero of the Rebellion being the son of the Empire’s worst enforcer.
Armorer: It does not matter who your father is, only what kind of father you will be. This is the Way.
Mandalorians: This is the Way.
Luke: Thanks. I like that.
Paz, who is a Viszla, the House that held the Darksaber for centuries: The Darksaber can also be inherited. Wait- does this make you Mand’alor?!
Luke, with even more horror than Din had in that position: no no no no no. I’m not even Mandalorian, and even if I was, I have enough to do with rebuilding the Jedi order, which isn’t going so great, thanks for asking. The last thing I want is to get involved in any kind of political stuff. That’s my sister’s job.
Mandalorians: you have a sister?
Luke: yeah, Leia Organa
Mandalorians: the Hutt Slayer?!
Luke: I- yeah, the Hutt slayer. Not how she’s usually introduced…
Mandalorians: *agreeing that the renowned Hutt Slayer would be a much better Mand’alor than this jetii twink*
Bo-Katan, who actually knows something about the New Republic: But isn’t Senator Organa a leading member of the New Republic? We don’t want Mandalore to be part of the New Republic.
Luke: Leia is one hundred percent Alderaanian. Her allegiance may be to the New Republic, but her culture and beliefs are her own.
some random Mando: if you’re her brother, are you from Alderaan too?
Luke: no, doofus. I’m from Tatooine.
Din, trying to improve his small talk: I have a friend on Tatooine. Boba Fett? He’s the leader now.
Luke, choking: BOBA FETT’S ALIVE?!
Din: you know him?
Luke: he captured my brother-in-law, froze him in carbonite, and sold him to Jabba. We had to spend a year away from the war effort to rescue him!
Din: *awkward*
Armorer, trying to steer the focus back to the Darksaber: Are you the firstborn, or your sister? The Darksaber passes to the oldest child.
Luke: I don’t actually know. We’re twins, and have no idea who was at our birth who can tell us. Maybe my father would know? I’ll ask him now.
Mandalorians: isn’t he dead?
Luke: yeah, but I can talk to his ghost.
Mandalorians:
Luke summons Anakin. Grogu whimpers and hides behind Din. To everyone else, Luke is talking to thin air.
Luke: hello father, do you know if me or Leia is older?
Anakin: of course not, idiot. I didn’t even know either of you existed until a few years ago!
Luke: oh, right.
Anakin: Obi-Wan would know. He was the one who stole you from me.
Luke: really, father, we’ve gotta work on your tact.
Anakin: why? Obi-Wan was the kriffing Negotiator, not me.
Luke: he was called the Negotiator?
Bo-Katan, wincing at a million memories and knowing exactly who they’re talking about despite only hearing one side of the conversation: I could never get my sister to shut up about Kenobi. Insufferable jetii, always hanging off her arm.
Luke: Ben was a Mandalorian’s escort?!
Armorer: Ben is a Mandalorian name. Was he Mandalorian?
Luke: 😲
Luke: I don’t think so…?
Bo-Katan, reminiscing: I’m pretty sure my sister gave him that name.
Luke: My nephew was named after him. I can’t believe my nephew has a Mandalorian name.
Mandalorians: nephew?
Luke: yeah, he’s adorable. Here, I have pictures. *starts showing pictures of baby Ben Solo*
The Mandalorians, being Mandalorians, are utterly won over by the smallest Skywalker. The idea of Leia is a leader is growing more popular. Luke summons Obi-Wan.
Obi-Wan: hello there, Luke. What the hell are you doing in a cave with a gajillion Mandalorians?
Luke: Hi, Ben, we just wanted to know, was I or Leia born first?
Obi-Wan: You. I’ll never forget it. You were both such beautiful babies.
Luke: …right…
Paz, staring at the wall where he thinks Obi-Wan is but is actually Anakin’s elbow: What did he say?
Luke: I’m older -
Luke: Oh.
Luke: Kriff
Din: Dank Farrik
Everyone else: *thinking the same thing but to polite to say it*
Bo-Katan: although…it could still be won in combat.
Luke, ringing up Leia on his comm: Good evening, dear sister. Would you mind flying out to the location on my transponder and kicking my ^*s?
Leia, all blue and wavy on the comm: I never mind kicking your %#s, Luke, but why?
Luke: if you do that, you can be king of Mandalore!
Luke: 😀
Leia:
Leia: Are you kriffing kidding me?! Do you know how hard it is to keep the New Republic from collapsing? And raise a force sensitive baby with shady idols? And save my husband’s skin from every criminal he runs afoul of every other day? I most certainly will not become the monarch of some random nation I’ve never been apart of!
Mandalorians: 🙁
Han, over Leia’s shoulder: so we’re not fighting the kid? I was looking forward to that!
Chewbacca, towering over Leia’s head: *wookie noises of agreement *
Armorer: Actually only the challenger would be fight- *comm cuts out*
*a few minutes later
The Falcon is heard overhead.
Han, on comms: We came anyway, kid. I was bored today.
Chewie leaps out and tackles Luke with a bear hug, almost breaking his ribs.
Luke: can’t- breathe- chewie-
Chewie releasing him and patting him on the head: *hello in wookie noises*
Mandalorians:
Chewie, in Shriwook: *what?*
Mandalorians:
Din silently unclips the Darksaber from his belt and hands it to Chewie.
And that’s the story of how Chewbacca became Mand’alor.
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Okay so I want to make an arranged marriage AU for Obi-Wan/Jango. But like. Instead of it being all ‘neither of us want this’ it’s a contract that they both willingly signed and honestly it was obsession at first sight.
Lemme explain.
See, Stewjon (ruled by King Yoda and his mess of adopted kids, so adoption is very common on the planet and they don’t even mind that Prince Jango already has kids) is a peaceful little world that cares about arts, parties, and farming. It’s a mixture of fun and practical. Most Mandalorians think it’s kinda shallow, but fun for party weekends to run off to. A lot of New Mandalorians that still hate the republic send their kids off to school there.
Obi-Wan is 25 minutes late to the meeting and Jango is all ‘you know what, I can handle not having to entertain him, clearly he’s got better things to do Lmao, this marriage will be easy’ and then the next minute someone flings open the meeting room doors, and you can just SEE Prince Qui-Gon’s face fall. He’s been toting the qualities of his baby son for the whole time they’ve been there, talking about the art degrees the kid has (Obi likes painting and sculpting in canon okay) and Jango is all ‘that’s great, he can paint his own wedding armor I’m sure it’ll be lovely’ and about how Obi-Wan is great with kids and loves to read ‘that’s great, he can entertain my father AND son at the same time’
And then the door slams open, and in comes a wild looking Xanatos, physically dragging a snarling young man who’s trying to bite through Xanatos’s wrist.
‘DAD HES TRYING TO REMOVE MY HAND’
‘Oh my. He’s not normally so… violent.’
‘THATS A FUCKING LIE AND YOU KNOW IT’
Anyways, Obi-Wan is eventually soothed into submission when Jango, who can’t stop laughing, asks if Obi-Wan really finds him so distasteful, cause he can just leave if so. Obi-Wan, after pulling his slightly bloody mouth off his brother’s arm with an air of dainty sweetness, just licks his chops and mentions Xanatos told him the Mandalorians would take away his pet Varactyl because they wouldn’t want Boga running around the city.
Jango just laughs even harder and tells him he can have whatever big dangerous pets he wants to. Obi-Wan gets up to go meet his new future husband and inform him that he would like a nexu. Jango says yes but also gifts him a new virodagger that makes Obi-Wan squeal about how pretty it is.
Jaster expected them to leave the planet with a very tenacious plan for breaking off the marriage but instead Jango is sighing lovingly and telling his new beloved that they shan’t be parted for much longer. Lovesick strill pups at first sight.
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