11.02.2022

You know what they say….It takes a village…

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I think my favorite part about Boba's daddy issues is the fact that they aren't your traditional flavor of daddy issues

Like

"Oh my dad never loved me" or abusive, or anything to that degree

Like on all accounts Jango loved him and did his best. Some of his methods are a little unorthodox but such is life when you're a war vet with PTSD that doesn't have a healthy coping mechanism besides having a son. No no no. Boba's daddy issues are that he simply is his father and he will never escape that shadow. (Well there's Din who just flat out doesn't know. But my point is there)

He is his father and he will never be the man his father was and isn't that the kicker. You know how Robert Irwin's life revolves around everybody and their mother feeling as though they need to include his father in the conversation whenever it pertains to him in the slightest?

Jango Fett was the blue print and Boba is simply his copy and I cannot imagine hearing about your dead father every time a fellow bounty hunter opened their mouth the second you stepped into a room. At least until Boba got fed up and pulled a blaster on the poor bastard and promptly shut him up for the moment.

And as fun as it is to imagine Jango in the aftermath shaking his head as his child inevitably falls down the very rabbit hole that got himself killed. But, that sentiment aside, I cannot imagine a moment Jango isn't proud of that boy and Boba simply cannot see that. Boba is in no way perfect and Jango was also the blue print for that, but Jango will be damned to feel ashamed of his kid for making the same mistakes under zero guidance. Jango's fucked up, and likewise his child is as well but that's his boy, his pride and joy.

And I don't think Boba's knows that. Most people didn't know his father. They knew Jango Fett the bounty hunter. They knew Jango Fett the Jedi killer. They knew a man, mostly ruthless, that hunted his prey with an expressionless face that waited until the right moment to strike.

And thats not to say that's all Jango was. But who was going to tell Boba that? That the man's hands were as gentle as they were calloused and that despite his dark unassuming eyes that dared one to speak against him, he was a family man at the end of the day and although all the family he had were long since dead he carried their remembrance with a guilt like no other and he loved his boy.

But a 10 year olds memory is a fickle thing. And when ones face is tilted towards the light it's so easy to be blinded by it.

Jango was never cruel, but his hands have left their stain no matter how many times he's washed them and when the only people left alive to speak your name are the hunters you gnashed teeth with and the child you left orphaned despite the promise that things would be different this time around it's too easy for the truth to fall between the cracks.

Because while Jaster would have beamed down at Boba with pride and Myles and Silas would have lifted that boy high above their heads and recounted tales upon tales of what trouble his father had dragged them along for, and Zam had brushed his fair back behind his ears and read him stories and left him books at his doorstep, Aurra Sing was not as kind.

And while she wretched alcohol away from too small hands she had just as easily belittled and abandoned him in the same breath. And while Hondo has described Jango as an honorable man, what good did that tell a boy who had been thrust into prison just a few hours later.

Because whether they'd told Boba his father was a too gentle bastard or a man that striked fear into the hearts of whoever heard his name, he was an unobtainable goal and Boba was a cheap imitation.

And while he rose against the ranks, and learned to strike fear into all who opposed him then learned to love above all else, there's not a soul alive to tell him that his father would be proud of the man he'd become.

And maybe at long last he can sleep at night, because what good is a dead man's approval anyway? But he will never know that at the end of the day, through the shadow and the haze of blurred vision Jango loved him above all else, everything else be damned.

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tw// loss of a pet

I wasn't really thinking of posting this anywhere, but I've been thinking about my childhood goldfish more recently. c'est la vie, you get a boba fish comic, I get nostalgia.

anyways, hope see you soon with some bobatober pieces!

Boba Fett post Sarlacc with Chronic pain.

Boba Fett post sarlacc choosing to take fights and missions knowing that he’ll be pushing it too far and in awful pain for days afterwards but being stubborn and deciding it’s worth it.

Or at the very least being so stubborn that he refuses to stop doing the things he’d been able to do before the Sarlacc when the pain wasn’t a constant.

Boba Fett sitting on his throne bouncing his legs because it reduces the pain just a little.

Boba Fett dropping things due to a flair of pain in his shoulders/elbows/wrists.

Boba being grumpy because the pain made sleeping an issue and his court learning which days were better ones to bring up issues based on it.

Fennec throwing painkillers at him because he’s being irritable and because she doesn’t want to see her friend hurting, especially if he’s just being too stubborn to take them.

Boba Fett having chronic pain but managing and living his life because it doesn’t mean he can’t be a badass and a king, even if there are new limits he has to adapt to.

Just Boba Fett having repercussions from the Sarlacc beyond the scars but them not stopping him.

Consider: crabs.... but with paws

dont touch

I'm such a sucker for the "character A always has trouble sleeping but if character B holds them, they fall asleep instantly and sleep through the whole night" trope

Ugh, it's just so good

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Last weeks prompt was: "I was there when [...]."

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Over the years the story has become myth, twisted and condensed, first whispered, then openly told, then joked about on liquor-stained breath. 

Reputation only lasts so long, after all. 

Once, no one would have dared to tell it to him, first out of sympathy, then out of fear he likes to think of as respect. 

Now, all of that is gone. 

The names have slipped from the story, and with it, any reprieve for him. 

'I was there!' he wants to snap. 'I was there when my father slipped, when a single mistake brought decades down onto him, when he bled out in my arms.' 

But he doesn't. 

His name isn't connected to the story anymore. 

Free. Unbound. 

He doesn't want to shackle it down again. 

So he drains his drink and swallows the bile in his throat down with it. 

He can't bring himself to laugh. 

The greatest of his generation. Felled by dumb luck. Guess even the best of you bleed when they're cut.

The grin has too many teeth, shark-like, predatory, and it's meant to be a threat, he knows.

Frankly, the blade twirling in grubby fingers is overkill. 

He's not stupid. 

He's just not scared.

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