*Clears Throat*
Has...has anyone considered...captured Jango and Obi-Wan?
Like this Boba Jango Fett:
(From here: https://www.tumblr.com/ifonlyweknewwhatiwasdoing/744882971274854400?source=share)
And this Obi-Wan:
(From here: https://mostthingskenobi.tumblr.com/post/678139657603645440/mandhos-one-part-wants-obi-protected-but)
Who have to put their heads together and get out of a bad situation. Like, maybe Obi-Wan (as a Jedi) and Jango (as a bounty hunter) get kidnapped by the same person and they both can't do it alone but they just might make it out alive together.
Like, trauma bonding, to the extreme, they finally got to an inn, 100,000 miles away from where they are caught and they've got a datastick worth of info on them and they've contacted who they need to and they're supposed to have split ways but it's been 6 weeks with each other and Jango's blood is still singing with their victory and Obi-Wan is running high on the force again, after being without it for so long and they just....fall into bed together.
And it's messy and a little too rough and a lot of fumbling but they sleep together and while they're both lying there they say their goodbyes but they both know it won't be the last time.
They exchange comms.
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So many jangobi fics involve Obi-Wan bonding fast with Boba or saving Boba or other mandalorian children and endearing himself to Jango but like where's the reverse. Wheres the fic where Jango saves preteen Padawan Anakin, and goes "well this is a baby Jedi but he's kinda funny and wicked smart even tho he's a mouthy lil shit, okay I vibe with him I'll help him get home i guess".
Anakin is wary of him bc bounty hunters were often employed by the hutts but also Jango used to be a slave he knows how to connect with him and speak with him. Absolute chaos is had.
Obi-Wan is in full panic mode bc his Padawan is gone, and he's probably not /quite/ stable yet, ready to tear the galaxy apart to find his kid. He has mixed feelings about this smirky Mandalorian but... Well he did save Anakin, and Anakin doesn't like people that much that fast that often.
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Friday Fic Recs
It's ship time! Specifically some Jango Fett/Obi-Wan Kenobi fics. As is usual for me I've kept to fics without active Jedi-bashing. With that out of the way, these are all Jangobi canon-adjacent AU one shots with less than 5k words.
just a simple man (with metal armor to hide) by virdant
Mandalorians are Selkies AU! Mandalorians are Selkies AU! I loved this one so much! Jango is a delight and I love the domesticity! Obi-Wan stays a Jedi! I absolutely love that Jango winds up Jedi-adjacent. I don't think I've seen it much if at all outside this fic and honestly, after reading this, I think it should happen more. They seem so genuinely happy and at peace by the end I love it!
starving (till i tasted you) by Siderea
In a galaxy where you crave whatever your soulmate eats, Obi-Wan has long gotten accustomed to the taste of spicy food. Soulmates AU! This one is really cute! I enjoyed the little detective work Obi-Wan does to find Jango. Jango's hatred of shig is fun and their first meeting is delightful. It made me smile!
Bajur and Caf by ironhoshi
Canon Divergence AU! Obi-Wan's padawanship didn't work out but he's still a Jedi. He's on Mandalore teaching and winds up having a one night stand with the parent of one of his students. This one is so much fun! I absolutely adore Jango's squad of wingmen trying their best to get Jango and Obi-Wan to go out on an actual date. The concept amuses me and the execution amuses me more. Boba is a delight! This is a really sweet fic!
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idk what ships you're feeling at the moment so
🖤 kissing while crying / goodbye kiss / desperation
for ship of your choice and just fuck me up, man
hiiiiiii
i wasn't sure if you liked this ship, but i was given free rein, so.
kenfetti, groundhog day au but with a twist. (timeloop from the other person's perspective). clone wars au, canon divergence. T, ~700w.
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Obi-Wan closes his eyes and tries his best to breathe through the pain in his joints. He focuses on the feeling of Geonosis hot and dry air on the skin of his face, on the buzzing of the force field holding him still, on the sweat running steadily down his spine and on the smell of the red rock of his cell, frustratingly damp and cool, so very unlike everything else about the planet.
The metal of the Force suppressors digs into the skin of his wrists. His fingers are numb. Obi-Wan tries to move them, and a painful tingling makes its way down his forearm and past his elbow.
Dooku’s words swirl around in his brain, crashing against Obi-Wan’s tidy mental shields. His eyes keep straying to the place where the man just stood, as if his echo—his ghost—might be able to make what he just told Obi-Wan make sense.
The door swishes open. Obi-Wan twitches, opens his eyes again—he exhales, relief filling his chest.
He can’t quite remember when it was that Jango Fett’s face started becoming one of his favourite sights, but there it is. There he is, and there they are.
Jango closes and locks the door at his back and takes off his helmet before stepping closer to the platform, lips pressed together, the skin around his eyes tight.
“Jango—” Obi-Wan starts. Jango sighs. He leaves the helmet on the edge of the platform and lowers him down, the motion jarring and awful. Obi-Wan closes his mouth with a clack and grits his teeth through it.
Jango’s hands are cold on his face. Obi-Wan sways into him, waiting for the telltale click of his cuffs being unlocked, for the Force to rush back in.
It never comes.
Jango lets him step away, his dark eyes tired.
“I can’t let you—leave,” he says. He works his jaw, chooses his words carefully. He keeps his eyes on Obi-Wan, his hands still.
“Why? Did you—?”
“No,” Jango says. He smiles, tiny and awful: for an instant, Obi-Wan thinks he understands, and then it slips away. “It wasn’t me. This is—this is just how it goes. This time.”
(That half a second of almost understanding will haunt Obi-Wan for the rest of his life, but he doesn’t know that yet.)
“I don’t understand,” Obi-Wan says after a long beat. “Please, let me—”
“I can’t,” Jango replies. He breathes out. He starts reaching out, stops himself, turns away. He reaches for his helmet instead and pauses there, staring down at it. He exhales again. “This was a mistake.”
Obi-Wan feels—he’s moved through the anger and the betrayal and into plain old confusion. He’s bewildered: he doesn’t understand, and he doesn’t understand why Jango won’t help him see whatever it is he’s missing. For the past five years he’s been first an ally and then a friend, a confidant, a lover. Obi-Wan has learned to rely on him, on his intelligence and on the clear-eyed way he has of approaching life. He used to think he knew Jango better than most, and now he feels as if he has never seen this man before, has never seen him so—so defeated. He feels as if he were meeting Jango all over again.
Jango huffs. He smiles, warm and tiny and awful. His hand is so cold on Obi-Wan’s face, but his lips are warm and dry on his cheek. They rest there before moving on to Obi-Wan’s mouth, to the thin skin under his right eye. Obi-Wan breathes him in and then holds his breath, doesn’t reach back, because he’s scared and he’s angry and he doesn’t know why Jango won’t help him just understand.
Jango steps away. He puts his helmet back on.
“I’ll see you soon,” he says, and then he leaves.
Obi-Wan remains in his cell until he doesn’t. He fights his way out of an era and into another one, survives war and heartbreak, dies on a ship two decades and two lifetimes later. Jango becomes yet another ghost, and Obi-Wan never quite forgets him or forgives him.
(At the same time, twenty five years in a past that no longer exists for him, Jango opens his eyes to the ceiling of his room on Tipoca. It’s not the first time, and it won’t be the last, and Jango’s running out of heartbreak: as always, he tries to make it count.)
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