#longfic update | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

the-kittylorian-writes · 2 months

Link

Chapters: 66/77 Fandom: The Mandalorian (TV), Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: Rebels Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Din Djarin & Grogu | Baby Yoda, Din Djarin & Original Mandalorian Characters, Din Djarin & Paz Vizsla, Din Djarin/Omera Characters: Din Djarin, Bo-Katan Kryze, Cara Dune, Luke Skywalker, Paz Vizsla, Axe Woves, Grogu | Baby Yoda, Original Mandalorian Characters (Star Wars), Din Djarin's Father, Tarre Vizsla, Original Characters, Boba Fett, Fennec Shand, Tristan Wren, Fenn Rau, Koska Reeves, The Armorer (The Mandalorian TV), Omera (Star Wars), Moff Gideon (Star Wars), Background & Cameo Characters, Winta (Star Wars), Migs Mayfeld, Pre Vizsla (flashback) Additional Tags: Protective Din Djarin, Children of the Watch, Mandalorian Protectors, References to Star Wars Legends, Mand’alor Din Djarin, The Mandalorian Darksaber (Star Wars), Force-Sensitive Din Djarin, Father-Child Relationships, Some made up mando lore, Headcanon, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Din Djarin whump in some chapters, Moral Dilemmas, Tags May Change, Mandalorian Culture (Star Wars), Chock full of Mando OCs but they all have a part to play, Force Visions (Star Wars), Canon Divergence, Epic Bromance, Mandomera in later chapters, Good Parent Din Djarin, Worldbuilding, Slow Burn, Fluff and Angst, Death Watch | Kyr'tsad (Star Wars), BoFenn in later chapters, Good Parent Paz Vizsla, slice of life chapters, Character Study chapters, Occasional Dark Themes, Background Relationships Series: Part 1 of Honor Thy Clan Summary:

The prologue begins at midpoint: Din Djarin has been Mand’alor for over a year. Survivors of the Purge are mostly war orphans raised on uncertainty and hidden fears, who lack proper guidance and combat training. They slowly see Din as a father figure as much as their sole ruler, while broken warriors piece their own lives back together. Din’s Covert is yet to be found. Unknown numbers of Mandalorians are scattered across the galaxy, awaiting a call to arms. Meanwhile, an ancient Mand’alor reaches out to Din in cryptic ways, blurring the lines between the past, present, and future. The long journey to healing and reclaiming Mandalore begins, and it would take the strongest to lead them.

FIRST PART of a two-part series. (Note: The first part happens before midpoint; the second part will cover events happening after.) Headcanons!! Slow, detailed world-building. Diverges completely from season 3.

#the mandalorian #the mandalorian fanfiction #longfic update #mand’alor din djarin #fic: for only the strongest shall rule #fic series: honor thy clan #star wars fanfiction

3 notes · View notes

bluejay-writes · 2 years

Text

Sae My Name - Chapter 11: Resolution

Fandom: Mystic Messenger Rating: Mature - 16+ Chapter 10 Wordcount: 2399 Pairings: MC (Jin) / Vanderwood, other background ships. Notes: This fic is focused around a trans MC, which plays a big role in her story. She is the focus character, though the rest of the RFA and side characters do play a part. Chapter Specific Notes: CW; Homophobic Language.

You can also read this on Ao3!

First / Previous

A/N: This is the last chapter folks. It's done. I hope you enjoy it.

Jin looked out across the conference room full of the faces of her newfound family and then back down at her hands. The entire RFA weren’t present this time for their safety. Jumin was there, with Jaehee of course. V was also there for Mint Eye reasons. Saeran could tell them more, but they were doing their best to keep him out of any spotlight at all since he was still recovering. Otherwise, the triplets and Vanderwood rounded out the group, as long as you ignored the quantity of bodyguards that were blending into the background. Jumin was taking no risks here.

They were waiting for her father to make his appearance. Once he arrived, she knew things would become much less calm. Jin was reminded of the last time that she sat here in this very room, waiting to figure out just how they would save Saeyoung. Now Saeyoung was sitting to her left and Saeran to her right. She should have been worried. Might have been, even, but those worries were immediately warded off by Vanderwood who was standing behind her chair with a hand on her shoulder. I owe him so much for how much he’s done about this whole situation. She leaned her head over onto his hand and he squeezed her shoulder in response. I never knew having someone who loved you could be this… grounding.

Moments later a knock at the door got everyone’s attention. The door swung open to reveal Saejoong Choi, Prime Minister and father of the triplets.

“Quite a gathering you’ve got going here.” He said, his poker face unmarred by the presence of three distinct triplets. “What’s this about?”

“In a general sense, we’re here to discuss the choices you’ve made and the choices you’re going to be making in the future.” Jumin said coldly.

“Are you blackmailing me, Director Han? Because if you are…”

“I think you will find this deal to be in your best interest, Mr. Choi.” Jumin responded, politely interrupting the prime minister’s threat, then sliding a folder across the table. “This folder details just a small fraction of the information we have gathered on your illegal and unethical dealings. This alone is enough to knock you out of the race for president, as well as lose your tenure as prime minister. It may even be enough to land you jail time.”

Saejoong Choi’s expression darkened as he flipped through the folder’s contents. “What do you want?” He said, understanding entirely the threat that was placed in front of him.

“We are offering a mutually beneficial arrangement in two parts.” Jumin said, and slid a different folder across the table. “This is all of the information that we have collected about the cult called Mint Eye, including their leadership and hideout location. We would like you to eradicate this cult, but leave the RFA out of it. Do feel free to do your own research on it if you do not believe us. Saving the innocents involved in this mess can only be a benefit to you.”

Once again a pause while he looked at the documents. “You benefit from this because the leader of this cult is the former leader of your charity organization and you would like that fact kept from the media.”

“Yes, exactly.” V said quietly.

“And the second part?”

Jin shivered as her father’s gaze landed on her and then again as he took in the protective nature of the man standing behind her. It wasn’t nearly as bad as the time he’d caught her kissing a boy in the stairway of their building, so… Perhaps he was simply angry that she employed her own bodyguard.

“The second part,” Jumin started, drawing the prime minister’s eyes back to him, “Is that you will sign an agreement to stay out of the lives of the Choi Triplets.”

“Declined.” He said with no pause to consider. “Saejin is my legal heir.”

“If you refuse to allow me to live my own life, how I see fit and without interference of any kind,” Jin said, her voice cold. “You will leave me no choice but to forge a more public path.”

“You are my son. You will do as you are told. Your brothers will come along without argument.”

On either side of her, she could feel her brothers’ anger as though it were her own.

“No.” Jin said, spreading her hands in a way that looked placating but was solely to forestall whatever actions her brothers were considering. “I will no longer live with you. I am not your son. If you persist in this matter, you will leave me no choice but to come out publicly as transgender. Yes, this will ruin my reputation. I’m happy living outside of the public eye for the rest of my life. You, however…” Jin left the rest of that sentence open to interpretation and got to watch her previously haughty father go pale in shock and then red in anger.

“Absolutely not. I would rather have never had a son than have a child like you.”

“It is unfortunate that my life is not your decision. Even were you to lock me up again, enough people know about me that the word will still get out.”

“I will disown you before I let you get away with ruining me in such a manner, Saejin.” He said, and she could feel the menace across the table. “You’ll get absolutely nothing from me. You can say goodbye to your soft life and your inheritance.”

“Then do it, Father. I did you the courtesy of drawing up the papers with the help of a lawyer. But you’ll have to formally disown Saeyoung and Saeran as well.”

Jaehee took the folder from her and set it in front of the prime minister. He glanced over them and signed them in a rush.

“It is done. I no longer know the three at the end of the table.”

“We look forward to seeing the downfall of Mint Eye in the news, Prime Minister.” V said as the prime minister stood.

“I must go secure my legacy. I do hope I never need to speak to any of you again.” He said before storming out of the room.

When the prime minister was well and truly gone, Jin pulled her knees up to her chest, her shoulders shaking with silent sobs.

“Sis, it’s okay.” Saeran said, pulling her into a hug. “It’s done now. You’re free of him.”

Saeyoung reached out and rubbed her back. They’d both been afraid of the man for their whole lives, but they hadn’t grown up dealing with his constant abusive garbage and he felt a little bit at a loss as to how to help Jin in that moment.

“Why did I think that just this once he might not be a giant asshole?” she said, willing herself to stop crying. “J-just this once, he might say, ‘You know, I could have a daughter, that would be fine’, but no.”

“I could use a daughter.” A voice she didn’t recognize said from the doorway. She looked up sharply, hurrying to wipe the tears from her eyes and only succeeding in smudging her makeup.

“Father.” Jumin chided.

“Chairman Han.” Jaehee greeted simultaneously with a bow.

“What? I’ve only wanted a daughter for forever.” He said, closing the door behind him.

“She’s spoken for.” Vanderwood said coolly.

“I’m not marrying her.” Jumin refused.

Chairman Han rolled his eyes and looked pointedly at Seven then back at Jumin.

“I know, Jumin. You’re gay.” And then, as though he hadn’t just dropped a bombshell in the middle of the room, went on. “How was the meeting with the Prime Minister. Did you accomplish your goals?”

Jin stood at the window, watching the dark sky flash bright with lightning and the heavy rain splashing onto the balcony as it beat against the glass. It had been months since she’d last seen her father and, for once, she felt like she could breathe. Moving into a small apartment with Vanderwood had been a dream come true. Not only was it a space she could call her own, but it was a space she could feel safe in, one she felt loved in. She’d never had that before. But now… Now she did.

Vanderwood walked up behind her and wrapped her in his arms, settling his chin on top of her head.

“What are you thinking about?” He asked, the vibration of his voice making her shiver.

“Nothing special? Just being happy about our new home and getting to live with you.” Jin said, knowing he could see her smile in the reflection of the glass.

“Your brothers should be here with dinner shortly, but while we wait…”

Jin turned around and interrupted his sentence with a kiss. A kiss that was then rudely interrupted by a knock at the door.

“Who is it?” Jin called, even as Vanderwood grumbled his way towards the door.

“Burglar!” Seven said as Vanderwood opened the door. He was carrying a stack of pizzas from their favorite pizza place and Saeran was right behind them with a case of PhD Pepper and a bag of ice.

A bit of kitchen shuffling later and they were settled around the table with pizza and soda, a complicated board game dungeon laid out in front of them.

“Yoosung is late.” Saeran pouted, and Jin hid her giggle in Vanderwood’s shoulder.

“He’ll be here, Little Bro.” Seven said just as Jin and Seven’s phones chirped with messenger notifications.

Jin opened her phone only to see a chatroom was open. They hadn’t used the messenger in ages.

Jumin: This is the easiest way for me to reach all of you. Mint Eye fallout on the news. Turn on the TV.

Vanderwood had already grabbed the remote by the time Jin was done reading the message.

“A strike team organized by Prime Minister Choi today put an end to one of the most insidious cults we’ve seen to date. The cult, called Mint Eye, promised its members an escape from the problems of their regular lives and a chance to live together in paradise. This paradise, called Magenta, was a castle-like structure built illegally in the mountains. Officers seized an untold amount of a narcotic liquid that the cultists referred to as “The Elixir”.”

The reporter paused and touched their ear, a stunned look crossing their face before they schooled their expression.

“We are receiving reports now that a mass grave has been discovered in the woods to the rear of the structure. So far nine bodies have been discovered, though that number is likely to climb—”

Yoosung walked in the door like he owned the place and skidded to a stop once he could see the TV.

“Did they mention Rika?” he asked quietly, and Seven shook his head.

“Nothing yet. It… It looks like it’s worse than we knew, though.”

“I didn’t know anything about a grave… Did it get worse after I left? I knew she was unstable, but… it really did seem like a paradise to me.” Saeran said. His pale complexion gave Jin more than a small amount of concern.

Yoosung moved before she could, dropping his bag (and belatedly kicking the door shut) before wrapping Saeran in his arms. “Shh, Saeran. It’s not your fault.”

Saeran, as usual, had gone stiff at the unexpected physical contact, but his response to Yoosung came as a surprise to everyone else in the room.

“Babe… There are… Other people here…” It came out haltingly and Saeran had gone from pale to beet red very quickly.

Jin just grinned, she’d had a feeling the two were together. She expected Yoosung to scramble backwards and try to bluff his way through it, but instead he just hugged Saeran tighter.

“Don’t care. You need hugs way more than I care about secrets.” He said, though his face was also bright red.

“OMG MY BEST FRIEND AND MY LITTLEST TRIPLET ARE DATING!!!” Seven said at the top of his lungs.

Vanderwood just sighed. “Volume, Zero Seven.” He said sternly, despite the small smile on his face.

“Oh let him have this one, Stark.” Jin said with a grin plastered on her face.

“Why are you so happy?!” Seven exclaimed. “Yoosung is taking our baby brother!”

Jin shrugged. “It makes me happy to see our family happy, Seven. And you’re just whiny because Jumin’s out of the country on business.”

Seven pouted, “I’m the fifth wheel now.”

Saeran grumbled, “Now you know how I feel when Jumin’s around with you three. You deserve to feel awkward for once, Saeyoung. Yoosung, get off me and get some pizza so we can start gaming. You’re late!”

“Fine, fine.” Yoosung said but left a kiss on Saeran’s forehead as he stood. “And it’s Friday, so it’s not like we have a bedtime. Live a little!”

#mystic messenger #choi twins #choi triplets #trans mc #sae my name #longfic update #final chapter

2 notes · View notes

mariyekos · 1 month

Text

Okay to reblog to help sample size!

#erurandomness #erubabbles #fanfiction #fanfic #I have a few longfics I've come to realize I'll probably never finish #but they have like 50k words and maybe people would enjoy the beginning?#and i *want* to finish them. I just don't know if I'll ever get that spark back that'll let me finish. it's frustrating #my perfectionism has kind of paralyzed me and a mix of that and drifting fandoms has me wondering #would people like it if i shared them so they could experience what's been written? or is it not worth it if they won't be updated?#fic tag

2K notes · View notes

acerunaway · 11 months

Text

@klapollo-week day 1: confession

I love the idea that Apollo confesses by calling Klavier's bluff (which never was a bluff in the first place) bc Klavier is all bark, and Apollo is all bite.

#ace attorney #klapollo #apollo justice #klavier gavin #aa4 #ajaa #klapollo week 2023 #im sorry everyone this year is gonna be doodles like last year bc im in 2 zines 1 minibang a longfic author with updates to make #and a fulltime employee with pets and a spouse and a workout routine to keep #so pls dont look too hard at the anatomy it isnt going to be me at my best

454 notes · View notes

thief-of-eggs · 5 months

Text

Does anyone else who writes longfics struggle because they just… forget what they wrote in the past chapters? And it’s too long to reread each time before you update, so you just cross your fingers and hope you didn’t make a plot hole

121 notes · View notes

serenescribe · 8 months

Note

Day 5 of ficlet requests~

Do you like time travel shenanigans? I hope you do because uh oh! General Vanrouge is in the present!

What’s that? His friends child is here, at NRC? Weird. Baul has a HALF HUMAN GRANDCHILD? Weirder. There’s himself with a *human* who he’s speaking to so casually and kindly? UNACCEPTABLEEEEE

[✐] ficlet frenzy

As of a week ago, all NRC students have been barred from entering the woods behind campus. All except a select few, at least — namely a select number of students from Diasomnia, of which the group includes its housewarden, vice-housewarden, and a few others.

The reason for this? Well, it was astoundingly obvious to anyone with eyes to see and ears to hear with. A week ago, there had been quite the explosive commotion, a spell gone horribly wrong. And what had entailed but utter chaos, and the sight of a much-younger Lilia Vanrouge rampaging around campus grounds?

Any attempts to quell the man’s panic and rage fell utterly flat, his scathing words striking fear into the hearts of countless students — from the meek and introverted of Ignihyde, venturing out to survey the commotion, to the bold and brash of Savanaclaw, who’d actively picked a fight with what they perceived as an easy target.

That, in the words of the older Lilia Vanrouge, his ancient age now revealed to the students around him, was “a horrible, senseless idea.”

“Are you sure you’d like me to accompany you today, Father?” Silver cannot help but voice his concerns as he trails after Lilia, the two of them winding through campus grounds, making a beeline for the throng of woodland behind the school.

“Why do you say that, hm?”

His brows knit together. “It’s just… the General—” as he’d learnt to call him, a way to differentiate the two, “—does not seem fond of me in the slightest. Would it not be more prudent for Lord Malleus to follow, given how he is the only one he can tolerate?”

At that, his father merely laughs. “Well he’s going to have to get used to you someday, dear!”

There’s a fire going in the woods, contained by a thick circle of magic, constantly crackling and never growing nor dissipating. The figure seated near it glances up as the two of them approach, and Silver feels his throat dry at the sight of those cold eyes, the same crimson of his father yet lacking the warmth that has been there throughout all of Silver’s life. Not for the first time, he wonders what must have gone on in the past to warrant such callous coolness from his father’s younger self. To a similar extent, Silver wonders what must have occurred to mellow him out into the man he is today; together, they are like night and day.

“Good day, little me!” Lilia greets, beaming cheerily even as his younger self’s lips curl into a frown. Dumping the basket that has been swaying from his arm onto the ground, Silver’s father rests his hands on his hips, merry as ever as the General eyes the basket warily. “It’s merely a peace offering,” he explains, when still regarded with suspicion. Lilia arches an eyebrow. “Do I truly look like the kind of person to poison my younger self?”

“If you feel anything like I do towards you, you would.”

Silver grimaces, but Lilia only laughs. “Oh, you! I do forget how serious I acted back then…” Still, he gestures at the basket, at the cloth covering it. “Why not take a gander, hm? I guarantee you that you’re certain to enjoy what I’ve brought.”

Different as the General may be — cold and dismissive towards Silver, outright startled and disbelieving towards Sebek’s entire existence, constantly annoyed and frustrated by his older self, and only ever satiated by being around Malleus — there certainly are some things that remain the same. Silver recognises this well when the General slowly pulls off the cloth covering to reveal, to Silver’s utter horror, a heaping pile of rodents and lizards.

“See?” Lilia preens, smug and satisfied at the sight of his gobsmacked younger self. “I told you you’d enjoy it!”

Abruptly, Silver turns to shuffle away, to escape from this forested clearing where the General has made his home before he can get roped into this.

If there was anything else he wishes changed over hundreds of years… it would definitely have to be his father’s… acquired taste in what he considers food.

#my writing tag #tumblr drabbles tag #ficlet frenzy #twst #twisted wonderland #twst spoilers #twisted wonderland spoilers #twst ch7 #lilia vanrouge #twst silver #twst fanfiction #twst writing #i think olive sent this in pre-latest update btw?#i wrote this a little while ago. a week ago? or two weeks ago.#my stuff's a liiiittle stockpiled now because i don't have as much time/energy to write u-u #but!! i wrote another scene for the longfic today!#i wrote 3 ficlets!#let's goooooooo

113 notes · View notes

sinvulkt · 3 months

Text

writing patterns tag game

Rules: list the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern!

Thank you for the tag, @ravenite-void !! 🎶✨️ I had lot of fun doing this :3 (although i didn’t notice a particular pattern except that my WIPs are too old to appear here and maybe i should get out of hiatus xd)

*** ** * ** ***

1. Sēċan (Star Wars)

Everything began when Luke went to fetch a wasted Ben in Anchorhead’s only tavern.

2. The Monster and the Child (Star Wars)

The dragon slept, curled on itself in the cold cell that was its home.

3. Batman’s Downfall (To Stand Alone) (DC)

There was a new killer in town. He called himself 'Red Hood'. Had he been clownier, Batman would have bet on a new scheme from the Joker part.

4. Ahch-To Soul, Korriban Body (Star Wars)

The hound - for it had no name but hound, beast, mutant - collapsed in the dark alley, its small paws folding underneath it.

5. A Nightinghale in a Golden Cage (Star Wars)

I had left the Gruyère to explore, the break on planet finally allowing me to stretch my wings after spending so long cooped up in the ship, when a cry in the Force alerted me.

6. A Feather's Fall (Star Wars)

I walked alongside the young Togorian that had recently become my ‘Padawan’, glancing proudly at the green crystal that shone in his fist.

7. Scales of Ember (A:tLA)

Everything burned. His body felt strange, his nerves raw, as if liquid fire was spreading through his veins.

8. À La Croisée Du Temps (Le Visiteur du Futur)

Renard se réveilla en sursaut. Son front rencontra un mur. Il poussa un juron et, plus lentement cette fois, il se releva.

9. Flightless (Star Wars)

It had been her mistake.

10. By each other we pass by, our meeting as fleeting as the brush of wings (Star Wars)

There had been a disturbance on Canyon. Vader was called to deal with the issue.

*** ** * ** ***

Now, tagging time~ !

@fanfictasia @kefalion @bluntblade @doctorgeekery @pat-the-togorian @purple-iris @beguilewritesstuff @linzerj @cinderfeather @kuraiarcoiris @wendingways @gasmeros @renegadeoftheworld @threebea @batsimph @metellastella @chickadeechickadoo @aimportantdragoncollector @in-company-of-misery @udekai @purpleopossum don’t hesitate to join if you want to! (Although no pressure). I’m pretty sure you can interpret the rules as ’last chapter posted’ instead of last fic posted xd (like several chapters of a same multichap fic).

Anyone who see this post and want to join in on the fun, do so!

#so i took last fics posted - not updated #meaning none of my longfics are there XD #(also oops i didn't post anything in the last two months #shame on me XD)#tag game #tumblr game #writing patterns #writing patterns tag game #writers on tumblr

34 notes · View notes

mamawasatesttube · 15 days

Text

i wish it wasn't so normal for people to complain about unfinished wips or fics that take a long time to update. because sometimes i think i have a really fun idea for a fic but it'd take a while for me to write, and i like talking about my work as i do it and i don't like writing entire fics over like 20k without sharing, because i lose steam. so if i were to write and post that cool fic idea, it'd be as a wip. and then i think about all the people who just refuse to engage with wips, or all the other people who would just go "update pls" all the time, and of how people only really comment in the first 24 hours something is posted and then it's lost to obscurity, and then i just go "actually whats the point in going through the effort writing this out? i'll just daydream about it now and then and be done with it." and then i don't write it. alas!

#rimi talks #shoutout to that one person who followed me from resi fandom and commented on one of my dc fics like ''pls update that resi fic''#also shoutout to all those tumblr posts about how theres nOthInG wOrSe than finding a GoOd FiC but its uNFiNIsHeD #i used to really like writing longfic but these days i kind of shy away from it bc it rly does get discouraging #like they say ''write for yourself'' and i do but i certainly dont share just for my own satisfaction yk???#anyways. i already have space fic and theres no need for me to start another fic. even if it would be fun.#ive also just been in a Mood about writing since yesterday and thats not helping matters 😔#but it feels like a stupid thing to be in A Mood about. idk. whatever jdlksk hopefully itll pass and ill be normal tomorrow :/#bc talking to duck earlier today we came up with a really fun mermay fic premise. but. writing? me? multichap again? lol. lmao even #like i would love to!!!!!! having two ongoing multichaps wouldnt kill me i like to pingpong between wips #but dealing with people whining about update times or telling me they refuse to read bc its a wip...... dunno if i can do that again fellas #okay. enough woes and whining. i guess i will go play a video game

31 notes · View notes

aka-indulgence · 1 year

Text

#me every time i feel like writing #me: I HAVE THE TRINITY OF INSPIRATION MOTIVATION AND TIME LETS GOOOOO #my indecisiveness: hi #me: ***RAGE***#to people looking at my longfics on ao3..... this is one of the reasons they dont update fast ssbkrbekfng #aka doodles #this is a shitpost

332 notes · View notes

friendsiguess · 3 months

Text

Not sure if this is just a me thing, but Chandler/Joey gives me winter vibes. Like Christmas specifically, whenever Christmas rolls around I start thinking about them again

#started writing a christmas fic for them this year but then i remembered i had to work on the longfic i already have going #which i havent updated since like...dec 4 or smth #even though the chp has been like 90% done since forever #i just need to write one scene that i havent been able to figure out #anyway #point is Christmas=Chanoey #(also might be partially bc of the New Years Kiss now that i think about it)#friends #f.r.i.e.n.d.s.#chanoey #chandler/joey

16 notes · View notes

the-kittylorian-writes · 3 months

Link

Chapters: 64/77 Fandom: The Mandalorian (TV), Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: Rebels Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Din Djarin & Grogu | Baby Yoda, Din Djarin & Original Mandalorian Characters, Din Djarin & Paz Vizsla, Din Djarin/Omera Characters: Din Djarin, Bo-Katan Kryze, Cara Dune, Luke Skywalker, Paz Vizsla, Axe Woves, Grogu | Baby Yoda, Original Mandalorian Characters (Star Wars), Din Djarin's Father, Tarre Vizsla, Original Characters, Boba Fett, Fennec Shand, Tristan Wren, Fenn Rau, Koska Reeves, The Armorer (The Mandalorian TV), Omera (Star Wars), Moff Gideon (Star Wars), Background & Cameo Characters, Winta (Star Wars), Migs Mayfeld, Pre Vizsla (flashback) Additional Tags: Protective Din Djarin, Children of the Watch, Mandalorian Protectors, References to Star Wars Legends, Mand’alor Din Djarin, The Mandalorian Darksaber (Star Wars), Force-Sensitive Din Djarin, Father-Child Relationships, Some made up mando lore, Headcanon, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Din Djarin whump in some chapters, Moral Dilemmas, Tags May Change, Mandalorian Culture (Star Wars), Chock full of Mando OCs but they all have a part to play, Force Visions (Star Wars), Canon Divergence, Epic Bromance, Mandomera in later chapters, Good Parent Din Djarin, Worldbuilding, Slow Burn, Fluff and Angst, Death Watch | Kyr'tsad (Star Wars), BoFenn in later chapters, Good Parent Paz Vizsla, slice of life chapters, Character Study chapters, Occasional Dark Themes, Background Relationships Series: Part 1 of Honor Thy Clan Summary:

#longfic #longfic update #mand’alor din djarin #the mandalorian #the mandalorian fanfiction #star wars fanfiction #my writing #my wips

3 notes · View notes