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daisychainsandbowties · 1 year

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what are your top fav pieces of star wars media (books, games, movies, shows, all count) and why?

you're my hero for asking this

the prequel movies. i just love obi-wan with his gay little padawan braid. i love the designs of all the drones (especially the separatist drones because they share one brain cell & juggle it like a hot potato). the podracing scene i must have watched 500 times at least, & it was the precursor to my obsession with any and all racing games (there’s actually a podracing ps2 game! but also i loved jak X combat racing, & wipeout fusion. anything that let you race and also fire missiles). & then obi-wan kenobi in the subsequent movies - i was obsessed. also, the prequel movies were my first intro to tragedy as a concept, which you can tell i am still !!! about. i love when the ending is already over at the beginning. also my mom hated the prequel movies so only my friends had the DVDs. i used to treasure any time i got to watch them.

the Jedi Apprentice and Jedi Quest books. the jedi apprentince books follow the story of Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon, and the jedi quest books follow Obi & Anakin. as you can imagine it was kryptonite for a trans kid obsessed with obi-wan. they are also in general really good & fun books with serious storylines & also a lot of lightsaber fights. you can listen to all of the jedi apprentice books on youtube (narrated by an AI, i think, but still good.) https://youtu.be/NA4IfH1qG2s

jedi: fallen order. this game is everything a star wars game can & should be. it’s gorgeous. it has a combat system that feels a bit like dark souls or probably most of all sekiro - only easier, generally lol. the lightsabers and the environments are just bursting with colour, and having a little droid pal or just a little pal in general is my favourite genre of video game (see: jak & daxter, ratchet & clank). i grew to love the player character, Cal, especially once my little droid BD-1 came into the picture, but as you all know Trilla Suduri is more my style. she’s a wonderful antagonist. genuinely scares the shit out of me when she shows up. her VO does a stunning job. & yeah, the central message of the game and the structure of the levels (except Zeffo. fuck you Zeffo) is a really chill balance of combat, parkour, and exploration. out of all the planets i really really really really love Bracca and Dathomir, because they are soooo atmospheric & dark. this is why my au is based off fallen order - because it isn’t afraid of getting dark, & Trilla is one of the most compelling characters in any video game for me.

the LEGO star wars games. formative for my whole sense of humour. also being a completionist with video games (not so good) i HAD to unlock all the characters. also shoutout to the podracer game. i recently got it again on playstation & raced all my previous records again & it reminded me how solid old racing games are. (and how addictive lmao)

i was raised on the original trilogy. we watched A New Hope on christmas every year, kind of haphazardly while cooking, so it gives me warm family feelings. my mom was a total nerd about it (her whole family is, actually) & she would sit there & do what i do with the lotr movies, giving me random bits of lore. no surprise she was in love with Mark Hamill as a teenager. i love those movies though & am still struck by how moody & atmospheric it is. nothing tops the emotional moments on tatooine with the infamous binary sunset. C3PO was important autistic rep for me too 😂 i love him to pieces, & obviously i fell instantly in love with princess leia, and han solo. luke took me years to like, actually, but he’s very precious to me now - i always thought that he took his losses too calmly, but now i can see that he’s a really emotional character, & actually a really gorgeous snapshot of a certain kind of masculinity that i feel very close to. the og trilogy is so wonderful & it was one of the formative films of my lifelong obsession with galaxies far far away.

i absolutely adored the recent Kenobi show (& also Andor, but not so much). they just really knocked it out of the part for me with Inquistor Reva, & also how they discussed Obi’s trauma & his grief, but also the bright spark of young Leia (i will fight ten horses for her etc etc). it was also leaning into the scarier and more serious parts of star wars lore - what with the Inquisiton being what it is. so many of the characters in this stole my heart, which is amazing considering how few episodes there were.

last but certainly not least, it has to be Knights of the Old Republic. i used to beg my dad to go on his desktop computer when i was a kid. i played it many times for many hours. it was my first RPG and it was STAR WARS and i got to make decisions and change the narrative. my favs being my edgy boi (gender-neutral) Revan, & Bastila because she was peak ‘overachieving girl goes apeshit to nobody’s surprise’, and also HK-47 (will always stan a murder robot). it was the first media i had massive and convoluted personal lore for, so you could say it made me Worse, but it’s really one of the games of all time for me.

#this ask was so lovely thank you!!!#star wars

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phoenixyfriend · 3 years

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Thoughts on “Auntie Soka and Little Leia” now that I’ve actually got it posted:

Call it a director’s cut! The process of actually writing the thing, and also jokes made along the way. Link to the actual fic.

Unfortunately, I don’t have the energy for image descriptions, even the text screenshots. Might come back that later. Most of this was DMs with @atagotiak.

This was an entire thing before I even started writing:

Before I decided on ages and stuff Ahsoka, to Jango, who has had zero contact with Kaminoans: Okay I know I'm a Jedi kid so you hate me but this toddler is your clone from the future. Jango, tired: What the FUCK are you talking about. Rex, barely able to talk: Don't you dare leave me with him, Commander! Ahsoka: I'm not going to leave you I just--I'm so tired I'm so fucking tired I haven't slept in five days and someone tried to kidnap Leia two days ago I am so fucking tired I need help

Ben: [twenty years of depression followed by a 'now I'm safe' breakdown over the course of weeks] Sokari: [whatever the FUCK this mess is]

When Ahsoka mentions there only being three other Jedi at the time of her death, I was thinking Kanan, Yoda, and Obi-Wan (Leia told her about the latter two living past her). She's not counting anyone that received training after the Temple fell, and she didn’t know about Cal.

When Leia says “I was adopted and raised by one of the founders of the rebellion, a movement built on the desire to instate freedom and democracy in a galaxy that had lost even the pretense.”

Depa: I'm no therapist but I diagnose you with "incredibly fucked up." Ahsoka: yeah, that’s fair

"Why did you pick Depa for--" She's pretty and I'm gay. Also because of the Kanan thing But mostly I'm gay "It's not a visual medi--" GAY

Empty of context beyond general post-fic AU: "Hey Sokari, we need to engage in psychological warfare against this individual and--" "I'm going to break into his office and leave a threatening note on his desk and leave no other sign that I was there. He'll see that his security is nothing and the only reason he isn't dead is because I'm too nice to kill him." "...okay, not what we were planning, but that works. Why is that your first choice?" "I really like breaking and entering, it's soothing." Ben just standing there with a bland smile like This Is Normal.

"We need someone to infiltrate a highly guarded facility in hostile territory." "So we're sending the Torrent kids?" [sigh] "We're sending the Torrent kids."

Rex and Sokari insist on both going by "Torrent" even though Rex could be a Fett. Jango really wants him to be a Fett. Rex has too many grudges to agree to being a Fett for... a while.

I really hope it's blatantly obvious that Ahsoka's not a reliable narrator for some things Ahsoka: Fett could care less if I died Jango: jfc even if you are older than me I can see you're fucked up. Drink your hot chocolate. Hells. She's got good reason to expect him to hate her as a Jedi! BUT. THAT IS NOT REFLECTIVE OF REALITY

We don’t get a lot of actual characterization for Jango, but the way I played him out here is he has never really parsed that Jedi are people before all this. It's a lot harder to treat them as a monolith when the traumatized former child soldier is having regular breakdowns in your shitty little kitchen

Fett: I respect you Ahsoka: No, don't do that

Ahsoka’s vigilantism is something that, in my mind, she's associating heavily with Zygerria and then the clones.

I figured that she never bothered to learn Quinlan’s teacher’s name but in the process of looking up some basic facts (whether he had a surname), I found that Wookiepedia was forced to give us a VERY wide range of possible death in Legends.

Please take a moment to imagine Quinlan's FACE when Ahsoka initially dismisses him. Quinlan has put a lot of effort into being rogueishly charming! It's very useful for his line of work! He knows to expect either irritation or a return flirtation when he acts like this with people his own age! Ahsoka is not flustered OR rolling her eyes and insulting him, she's just ignoring him and it's a bit of a blow to the ego

This just makes me really happy:

This was the initial comment I made, as a joke What if Maul is just. There. On one of the planets they make a pitstop at. What if Maul exists as the walking problem he is, but fifteen, and Ahsoka immediately tries to kick his ass and drag him back to Coruscant. I do not have room for this plot but What If

Despite not having room for this plot, I proceeded to write this plot.

Maul is kidnapped and it’s the best thing that ever happened to him HE'S FIFTEEN HE'S DUMB AS SHIT AND HAS A BAD ATTITUDE AND YEAH HE'S A DARKSIDER BUT HE'S FIFTEEN

Ahsoka: I sense... Maul [takes off sprinting] Rex: [immediately takes Jango's blaster and runs after her] Jango: Wait who Tholme: Who Quinlan: Who Jango: [looks at Leia] Leia: I don't know who that is either! Ahsoka, already wrestling a teenager to the ground: Oh no, you're a child, REX STUN HIM AND GRAB THE CUFFS, I'M SURE FETT OR THOLME HAS SOME

Fighting him isn't even legal, they have NO evidence of criminal wrongdoing, so first she needs to yell until he admits to something she can fight him about

Ahsoka: When I see Maul, it's on SIGHT Maul: WHO ARE YOU

Ahsoka: The Force didn't give me hands just to NOT throw them when I run into That Crafty Son Of A Bitch

Ben, when they arrive, after the tearful reunion: You... you brought Maul. Ahsoka: Well, yeah, he's fifteen and kinda dumb. I figured we could drag him here and force him into therapy, see what happens. Ben: I can't quite tell through the gag, but I think he's threatening to feed you your own spleen. Ahsoka: Lol, yeah.

Ben is absolutely on team "get Maul therapy" and will fight the Council on rehabilitating the baby Sith But also it's like. Here's your daughter! And your niece! And your daughter's QPP! Also your best friend, but baby, and his teacher, and the biological origin of a number of people you cared for deeply! AND ALSO THE GUY WHO SPENT LITERAL DECADES CRAVING YOUR DEATH, FOR SOME REASON

I just really want Ahsoka lovingly bullying Maul She gives him noogies and the horns don't protect him because girl has reinforced gloves

Maul's only allowed a low-power training saber and his fights with Sokari involve Much Taunting by her and Eventual Screaming by him, and everyone pops by to see: 1. Sokari doing the most absurd flips, for fun. 2. The bullshit that is ataru-shien reverse-grip jar'kai in the hands of someone who makes it work 3. What a Sith lightsaber form looks like 4. Just the general nonsense that is the way these two fight

Tia said “Wrt ridiculous flips. I'm remembering that time she beheaded four Kryst'ad at once.” and I just Rex brings up the quadruple beheading at one point to get someone to stop asking questions and the awkward, horrified silence almost makes him regret it. And then Sokari just snorts and makes a joke about how Rex once speared a slaver point-blank and everyone's just like hello??? "are you two okay" "no"

Maul absolutely starts crushing on Sokari after a 'sword under chin' moment and she's just very "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh you're fifteen, bye" GO MAKE PUPPY EYES AT OBI-WAN OR SOMETHING

The crushes are the worst part of everything, really, she's an attractive young woman that can kick a lot of ass, and a lot of people are into that! Unfortunately, most of those people are a decade younger than she is, mentally, because all the people her actual age look at her and see a child on account of the 17yo body.

It’s almost a good thing she’s in no place mentally for a relationship.

I just want Ahsoka to wear beskar.... I think that would be Nice........

This AU is also what caused this post.

I'm deeply enamored by the idea that Ahsoka can win fights against "older" padawans pretty much unilaterally, even when they team up 2v1 And then she offers to fight 5v1 "But only if I have permission to fight dirty." Ben approves it, a horror show full of "I fought many wars and will scream in your face or kick you in the balls if that's what it takes" follows She wins. There are no permanent injuries, but her reputation certainly gets weirder. Nobody under the rank of Knight agrees to let her fight dirty again. She just lets that stand because, well, she's not actually a padawan, she's thirty-three.

I’m not going to write this but my brain was EVIL and suggested it:

IT WOULD BE REALLY SAD IDK maybe 9yo Anakin has nightmares about what's happening to baby Ahsoka because bullshit about time-traveling force bonds IDK ANYWAY he cries to Sokari about the nightmares and she's like "oh shit" and it's time to go rescue herself from motherfucker unlimited

It's either that or she's like, expecting to welcome mini-me aaaany day now, for like, several months, before she realizes Something Went Wrong. Anakin’s dreams could even start right as she’s starting to realize something’s off.

Obi-Wan has never had a padawan that doesn't at some point bite Even Luke will, when pushed

OH also once the twins get Baby's First Lightsaber (training sabers, not real kyber), Sokari begs to borrow them for a dumb joke and tells Rex to get on her shoulders for a "Grievous Greeting" and they do The Thing

Jango and Ahsoka wrt Quinlan is just “Do I need to beat him up for you” “You realize I’ve beaten up sith lords before?”

JANGO'S TRYING He's just. "Can we be friends? Can I--can I be the guy that just noticeably gets in the way of a creep on the subway so you can be more comfortable without someone making a scene? I'm fucking trying here, give me a hint."

We didn’t actually figure out Jango’s age until this point. The only reason Fett's age matters is for Quinlan making a Wild Oats quip after Jango says he didn't know about Rex until a few weeks ago, and Fett going "How old do you think I am? And how old do you think the kid is?" and Quinlan getting Very Awkward as he does the math. Rex overhears and lets Quinlan sweat for a bit before saying "I'm a genetically-modified clone someone grew in a tube, he didn't know or have reason to know until he saw me with Sokari." Which is like. Eight additional layers of WTF, obviously, but at least Jango gets to avoid awkward wild oats jokes

Like, you’d expect the rebuttal to be ‘he’s my brother just with a biiig age gap’ or ‘he’s my nephew’

I find it very unfortunate for Quinlan that I've decided his defining characteristic in this context is going to be repeatedly putting his foot in his mouth

He’s trying so hard but "That sounds like a cool thing, maybe I'll ask ab--and it's another fucking trauma."

I'm doing Ahsoka&Jango t w i c e (there’s another fic where I’m doing it)

It’s just a fun dynamic! So much resentful respect.

Like she's twenty seconds away from calling him a bitch at any given time and he's just there like "I don't like you but I do see you move like you're about to tell an entire building to get on their knees with their hands in the air and I can respect that" Also she's probably much less judgmental about using blasters than Obi-Wan is The Maul subplot actually started with me daydreaming about Ahsoka grabbing a blaster for Reasons

I like the idea of Jango just deciding the most Useful thing he can do is help teach the Smol how to fight. He's AWKWARD around Rex and Soka because he doesn't know if there's anything he CAN teach them.

I didn’t actually plan for Tholme to figure out the age thing, he just SAID it and I had to sit there like Wait.

Ahsoka, Rex & Leia: ahhh, children Tholme: you say that like you aren’t children

I liked getting to write Rex's little "I have worked with all of them, and they're all Terrible" He loves them But They once got stranded on a planet that didn’t exist and Ahsoka died and Anakin killed a god.

There was research and discussion as to whether Ahsoka could win against Tholme but seeing as she held her own against Vader, and fought Grievous at that physical age without dying, etc.... yeah, the only thing holding her back was her body not being what she was used to, and she’s had a few weeks go adjust.

“I miss being able to just jump off skyscrapers” is such a jedi thing

Jango: I'll take the gun back if he tries to leave, they can't get far before--WHAT THE FUCK He knows Jedi are scary but he’s still not really used to just how over the top ridiculous they are He knows how to deal with Jedi in battle, not Whatever The Fuck These People Are Doing

Rex isn't even a Jedi, he's just so used to working with them. “Oh yes time for free-falling without a parachute again, same shit as always.”

Tia: I’m imagining Jango freaking out and Quinlan and Tholme being like. Concerned but mostly exasperated Clearly if they’re jumping off buildings it must be serious? But jfc they could’ve maybe communicated a bit more?

Leia: I want to finish my juice Tholme: Quin, stay with her while we go figure out what those two are doing. Quinlan: Wait what

Jango: Oh now he’s jumping off a building too??? Tholme: Sokari, you are not registered! You can't legally jump out windows yet! Jango: What the hell is going on? Is this normal?

We don’t necessarily know how often Ahsoka and Maul ran into each other after Mandalore. There was the later thing on Malachor, but other than that I'm just going with the idea that they ran into each other every year or two and just went for the eyes like feral cats

Ahsoka: I need to kick ass and you're coming with me. Rex: Yeah, okay. [several minutes later] Rex: Whose ass are we kicking?

Ahsoka and Rex

Neloms aren’t a SW fruit to the best of my knowledge, I just wanted to mess around with lemons/melons

Jango: you didn’t think any of this through, did you? Rex: you were there, you know we didn’t "When the Jedi says to jump out a window, I jump out a window."

Tholme’s real composed about stalking the ancient nigh-mythical enemy of his people, very “Life is already so goddamn weird”

This fic has been so heavy on the trauma but then I introduce Maul and suddenly it's the worst kind of comedy Nobody is competent, everyone's a little dumb, the bad guy is just grocery shopping

My propensity for banter has turned this into a six-person buddy cop comedy about Maul buying grapes They spend a significant amount to time ineffectually stalking Maul before Quin suggests the sensible option Quinlan just "You remember this is my literal job and specialty right"

Ahsoka sees Maul and all her brain cells go out the window except "Fight good" Usually she doesn’t need to worry about doing things legally. Maybe she needs to worry about someone seeing her do illegal things but she spent the past 15 yrs in a place where her existing was illegal

I feel like he’s also maybe kinda wanting to reassert that yes he is competent. Bc like. Ahsoka’s been kinda condescending this whole time and also can beat everyone up so. It's not his fault that he's actually the youngest person there, but.

Jango is finding this whole being friendly to Jedi thing a lot more overwhelming than he thought it would be. And overwhelming in different ways.

Maul usually signifies things getting worse and more horrifyingly tragic but he's just a dumb teen that they needed to arrest for his own good.

Quinlan: Look, I'm useful! Ahsoka: I've been through hell, wanna hear? Quinlan: NO. I DON'T. WHY.

Quinlan: I understand the concept of joking about your traumas, I do it sometimes myself! But sith hells that’s a lot of trauma.

Quinlan just wanted her to treat him as a Competent Individual, and here she is whipping out stories about Dying and Gods and the Force insists it's the truth and he just???? And apparently emo darksider over there is a Sith. And just, sure. Why not

A lot of people’s interactions with the time travelling disaster lineage is just

Tholme and Fett arguing and Ahsoka's just waiting for a moment to pop in with "Hey, when's the last time either of you worked with the other's culture before this mess? Yeah, that's what I thought."

Much like Leia and Ahsoka hurting each other earlier, and Tholme figuring out the de-aging, we ALSO have Fett’s confrontation with Ahsoka being something the characters just did, rather than something I planned.

FTR the only time I managed to trigger myself while writing this fic was the “your behavior isn’t actually acceptable and we’ve all been trying really hard to give you room to recover but you have to at least make an effort to not be a bitch”

Writing about people having PTSD and symptoms of such: Yay! Writing about people having PTSD and engaging in toxic behavior to cope: Shit Ahsoka had... basically my exact reaction. It's "remind yourself that you're in the wrong, that they have a point, and then be overly formal in the apology because fuck if you accidentally make them feel sorry for you when they're the injured party"

Quinlan: Can we be friends? I mean, you're an asshole, but you're really cool. Let's be friends. (He MIGHT be nursing a crush) (Neat mysterious girl who can beat him up.)

Also he realises she's probably nicer when not having a slow-motion breakdown He's like "Huh, you'll probably be less of an asshole once you've gotten therapy."

...also, she pretty and got Nice Biceps

I love writing a good mental breakdown

I was so close to including a "he tried to kill me" just early enough for Jango to wildly misinterpret as her thinking Quinlan tried to kill her. He'd have been very confused, considering Quinlan's the one that called them down in a panic and currently has Ahsoka having her massive breakdown in his lap But

Tia: I could see Jango interpreting it as idk, Quin resembling someone or for a moment acting like someone who tried to kill her and she had a flashback or something like that

There's absolutely room for a couple reasonable interpretations there And "trapped in a flashback about someone who tried to kill her" is absolutely what's happening! Just. You know. For a different reason. Jango probably wouldn’t assume Quin would hurt her, for one thing he seems to like her, for another even if he did he’s smart enough to pick a way that wouldn’t be so likely to get him caught

I had to step back and actually say “Also I'm just. Wow. I'm really just shoveling QPP Rex&Ahsoka at full speed”

Me, a few weeks ago, joking: Two halves of the same idiot black ops specialist Me, now, entirely seriously: Two halves of the same idiot black ops specialist

Me, belatedly: Oh, Ahsoka being joyfully mean to people was a form of mania she was unconsciously using to build a barrier between herself and her impending meltdown

She went from "just died" to "in charge of Rex and Leia" in like. Two minutes.

Confession: I've been delighting in the mental image of this whole Mess leading Jango to try to retake Mandalore, and Ahsoka loans him a saber for a 1v1 to get the darksaber.

“Can’t I just fight him barehanded? That’s how I did it on Galidraan.” "But the drama, Fett!"

Probably Rex has learned how to use a saber as well, because you never know when you have to borrow a weapon

I later changed my mind to Jango asking her to help, rather than her just sneak-teaching him, but it was funny.

Background nonsense to all this is Ahsoka and Rex, despite Rex being as force-sensitive as a lump of coal, having developed a process where she can extend her sensitivity to him mind-to-mind for weird symbiotic battle trance that scares everyone around them. It’s very similar to Battle meditation.

CONTEXT FOR LEIA BEING WORRIED ABOUT THOLME HIDING THINGS: Tholme is hiding the fact that the Council reached out and told him that the people he picked up might be connected to Ben and Luke, who showed up after the Depa thing but a solid week and change before Jango's ship makes it to the Temple. They asked that he not share that information to avoid getting anyone's hopes up in case the two situations aren't related. Ben and Luke haven't shared enough information for anyone to really be sure if the other three are connected Because the info Tholme has isn't quite the info Jango has, etc. And they can't just say Ben is a future Obi-Wan over comms

I just have a lot of feelings about people trying to do something right and just. Nobody's at fault! Not really! It's just complicated!

Tia: I like how when Ahsoka isn’t doing maladaptive trauma response stuff she’s very mature. And of course she’s had to be but it’s a good like, contrast. Where when she slows down to think about things she’s very sensible

Jango just spends most of this story lowkey wanting Ahsoka to Be His Friend but there's too much baggage that he's only metaphysically responsible for

Local aroace(?) has a squish

Ahsoka: He just wants to get on my good side because of Rex. Jango: I'm pretty sure you could kill an entire army without trying but you wouldn't because you have actual morals and stuff... and when I met you it was because you were killing yourself trying to keep (what appeared to be) children safe... you seem cool please be my friend.......

Ahsoka’s #1 weakness: mountains of trauma Ahsoka’s #2 weakness: she just doesn’t get why so many people think she’s cool and want her to be their (girl)friend

Jango, a 27yo massacre survivor who's killed Jedi masters with his bare hands: [gets lectured on various government structures by a tiny girl that's missing several teeth and needs to sit on books to see the table properly]

Ahsoka was raised in a religious meritocracy but developed all her opinions during a galactic war and then became a vigilante spy, Rex comes from a military cult, Leia is from an inherited monarchy that participates in democracy, Quinlan was originally from what appears to be a dynastic dictatorship, and IDK about Tholme other than that he is also from the religious meritocracy. And in legends Quinlan came to the religious meritocracy after his aunt sacrificed his parents to a vampire cult and then forced him to experience the psychometric echoes of that. There's just. A lot going on.

Leia at least has knowledge about structure and admin in theory that isn't based in either the military or populations under 10k

Jango: I want to be your friend. Ahsoka: Sounds fake.

I am unfairly fond of "Rex destroys a conversation by bringing up his own horrifying childhood and calling it a cult"

"Why does Sokari call you 'Rex'ika'?" "Because she's older than me." "...can I--?" "No."

Nickname privileges are extended ONLY to Ahsoka and older clones. There are no more older clones, so it's just Ahsoka.

Me joking about Star Wars AUs: Would you like a crackship? Me writing actual Star Wars fic: My favorite character type is apparently “too traumatized to have a relationship” so this is at least 90% gen.

I had to pull a scene opening at one point because Ahsoka's skill with not getting shot is actually much less useful than Tholme's clearance levels.

Now I really want a team-up of Ahsoka, Rex, and Jango where they do have to get in a dogfight of the "she flies, we shoot" variety and Fett just has to scream because the speeder thing to catch Maul was one thing, but this....

Ahsoka, before TCW: I know all the traffic rules but I'm not that great at flying! Ahsoka, after TCW: I'm great at flying but if you let me behind the wheel we are absolutely getting arrested.

She went from "knows the rules but doesn't have the skills" to "has the skills but primarily in the form of not getting shot" which! Is delightful! "Bet I can get us through that alley--" "DO NOT"

Jango and Ahsoka are both just very "Is this friendship? Is this camaraderie? My heart's been fried on platonic love by so many murders that I'm not sure anymore." "I've lost a lot of friends. I kind of forgot how to make those."

I have no idea if "hasn't been closer than Alderaan except that one trip to Chandrila" is canon-compliant but ehhhhhhhh It feels plausible enough?

Belatedly realized that I could just explain my optimal Rex&Ahsoka dynamic as just... drift compatible. It's vague enough on the specifics while still digging into the meat of what they mean to each other and how they work together. The terminology is already in existence. I can just use it.

Romantic? Platonic? Familial? Doesn't matter! They're drift compatible.

They are important to each other and that is what matters

I really like the Leia&Quinlan thing. He's just like "This small child needs a friend that isn't super depressed," and decided he's going to be her friend. I keep trying to toss in "Quinlan volunteers to 'baby'sit." She's not much older and she has a Baby Brain, it works out

There's a running bet as to whether Leia will leave the Order the second she turns thirteen, or if she'll let Sokari "train" her for a few years first. And... that’s how I came up with Leia Antilles, Senator of Serenno.

They'll be bullshitting Ben as her new master to "finish out the padawanship" since they can't tell everyone she's really in her thirties and he's conveniently there and already knows everything and was half her master anyway. Like Ben was planning on taking on Luke, but Luke is "six" and even he can't swing that as old enough to be a Padawan, and it's not like Sokari will take more than a handful of years to justify knighthood, sooooooooo

#Ahsoka Tano #Captain Rex #Leia Organa #Jango Fett #Obi Wan Kenobi #time travel #de aging #Phoenix Babbles #Uncle Ben and Little Luke #Auntie Soka and Little Leia #I need to excise the bits that are actually funny on their own

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elionwriter · 3 years

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MY FAV STAR WARS COUPLE DYNAMICS:

(for the sake of this post let's all just pretend no one dies, ok?)

Anakin - Padme: their relationship started with pure drama and really bad, corny pick up lines and it just goes on that way. Even when they are happily exiled on Naboo with their children and everyone knows about them, whenever they talk about their love or tell the story to Luke and Leia it's always with the tones of a 'larger than life situation'. Obviously Anakin is the drama queen who really pushes it (and is still salty he had to give up his title as Jedi Master) but Padme fell for him when he did the whole whiny speech about sand and married him, she secretly supports this s***t! 😝

Han - Leia: bickering is their love language. Screaming to impose supremacy is their flirting. The thing is, they never bicker for serious stuff, because they actually agree on what matters and get along as a couple, it's the principle of things! Sometimes a friend of Ben overhears them and goes 😱 "I'm really sorry for intruding on this, pal. Will your parents be alright?" And Ben with the calmest expression will answer "They literally do this all the time". It's the silence that's worriesome. When Leia is just too tired to keep fighting after hours of doing so with politicians, when Han doesn't bother to stay to face the argument and just hops on the Falcon again, THAT'S when they realise they are falling out. So they push duty and lust for adventure aside to go back spending quality time together and patching things up. Sure enough, the bickering starts again and Ben is like "😌 aaah everything is fine again".

Din - Luke: they are the picture perfect couple. They literally never argue, at best they poke eachother when one of the two does something the other doesn't entirely agree on. They have each other's back in any instance, support every choice and are there for backup when others want a fight or have something to say either on Din's leadership or Luke's approach to the Jedi code and teachings. It took them forever to actually get together because they acted like shy teenagers on their first crush and Leia, Han and Cara had to practically push them into each other's arms, but once they got there they were solid a couple as a rock. Others look at them and think they are either disgustingly mushy or still in a 'honeymoon face', because NO ONE has such a stress-free marriage. Din and Luke truly don't get what the fuss and all the drama's about. So even though they end up practically parenting the space version of the kids from 'Cheaper by the dozen' they act like parental figures to their friends as well. Life as Manda'lor and the Reviver of the Jedi order can be hell, but together they are just balanced like that and can face everything! They even create a new co-op fighting style for Jedi/Mandalorians that becomes the terror and amazement of the Galaxy for centuries to come!😌😏💪

Kannan - Hera: very similar to Dinluke except they do at times have some small moments of tension because Hera is a fighter to the core and Kannan can't help but wonder if the battle will ever truly end. But his queen's passion and resolve is so bright and steeled that he can't help but fall in love a little more every time and follow, knowing it's the right thing to do. They have an example to set for their son, after all. Kannan will absolutely love Jacen and will introduce Ezra to his son (once Sabine and Ashoka bring him back) as his older brother. Much like when he trained Ezra or faced Sabine, Kannan will sometimes doubt himself and wonder if he's acting like a good parent to Jacen. Hera will smile and reassure him, describing to him the bright and happy smile on their son's face or how Jecen's nose scrunches and his long, greenish ears wiggle in delight whenever Kannan plays with him or cuddles him. As Hera says so, Kannan holds her and feels like he can actually see it too.

Sabine - Ezra: After Ezra is brought back to his family from wherever or whatever happened to him after facing Thrawn, both of them will just indulge in sudden hugs or touches to make sure the other is actually there. Of course, they first think of their bond as a solid friendship and camaraderie, because that's what it was when they left off. The extra touching is just the response to being apart for so long and being worried for each other. But then Sabine notices that Ezra actually looks really good with long hair and the scruffy beard he grew out. She catches herself thinking of how warm and safe if feels in his arms and mentally kicks herself because she's a Mandalorian, all she should need is a loaded blaster to feel safe. Ezra, on the other hand, starts playing with Sabine's hair when complimenting her new dye and suddenly finds himself cupping her face like it's the most natural thing in the world. Long story short, they fall for eachother hard and become the prototype of the couple "my boyfriend/girlfriend is my best friend". When they are comfortable with their new status, Ezra goes back flirting dorkishly with her like he did all those years back when they first met and Sabine will tease him by shooting his advances down.

Ashoka - Bo Katan: joke's on Bo-katan for cringing back in the day at her sister's relationship with a Jedi. She thought destiny or the force or whatever was really messing with her when she realized that her rival and pupil, Din Djarin, the new leader of Mandalorians was also falling helplessly in love with a Jedi (Obi-Wan's student nonetheless). When she hears Sabine Wren and her Jedi boy also got together she stops questioning it. The thing is that she herself has been inexplicably, undeniably charmed and hooked to a Jedi for years now. The very same Jedi she had teased didn't have enough booty, what felt like a lifetime prior. But she's Bo-Katan, she can be in angry denial about anything. Ashoka, on the other hand, has seen and has been conditioned too much on what attachment does to a Jedi, even if she doesn't consider herself one anymore. So, even if the chemistry between them and the long lingering stares are real, their love is always kept a quiet, unspoken thing. Whenever they call eachother "my old friend" they know they actually mean more, but leave it at that. Everyone around them can't help wondering 'are they a thing or...?!' but they never feed the theories and gossip. They know what they are and mean for each other when they are alone in the same room, talking about the past or what must be done in the future and Ashoka's mere presence is enough to cool down the ever-present burning rage inside of Bo. Meanwhile, the other can't help but admire how single minded and devoted to her people and culture the Mandalorian princess is, how she never gave up on them, despite everything. They smile softly at each other, then one of them breaks the spell by leaving. They go back to their own business and life untill destiny or the force or whatever brings them back into eachother's orbit.

Revan - Carth: normally they act very much like Leia and Han with the bickering and teasing bit but then Revan has one of her memories returning or is haunted by how she basically condemned her lifelong best friend Malak to a terrible death and Carth instantly does a 180° shift becoming the most caring, comforting and tender partner. She'll hide into his chest until the crisis in over. Sometimes it can go on for days and Revan is oh, so grateful of how patient and good Carth is to her. Then, at times, Carth is the one burying his head in her chest and she's the one doing the tender, hair strokes. Carth needs a lot of reassuring and might get upset and fret over even what appears to be a trivial thing. He's trying to heal and get better but the long, long years of solitude, hurt and paranoia are hard to iron down. Expecially when Carth seems to have an instinct that puts a Jedi to shame, foreseeing a crisis neither she nor Bastila had picked up. But he is making an effort to improve and she's proud of him, even as he tries very clumsily to patch things up with his son Dustil. She doesn't really step in that matter more than she has to, since Dustil is clearly not happy nor comfortable with the idea of them being together yet. Carth will sometimes open his heart to her and say something deeply meaningful on how he wants her to stay ( when she looks particularly haunted and about to leave without a work of warning) and be happy but does so with such awkward word choices that Revan just cannot refrain from laughing at his face and making puns. It's at this point that the back and forth teasing resumes. There is no denying they are still deeply wounded individuals and they are at their best when their friends are there to lighten the mood and show love to the both of them. Because they could easily go down the path of drama like Anakin and Padme but they choose the Ebon Hawk crew shenanigans instead.

Obi Wan - Satine: their love is stored in the memory of that glorious time they spent together in their youth. A moment in which no responsibility or sense of honor could keep them from giving in to that feeling of want and need for each other. It's a love that never truly went away, never left space for anyone else, but it never fully grew and bloomed either. So years down the line, that's what it is for Obi-Wan, a pleasant memory. He would never change how things went afterwards, but he wouldn't give up those memories and feelings for anything in the world. Satine feels the same, mostly. There are nights that she falls asleep wondering what could have been if only she had talked up at the decisive moment and dreams of a life spent together with Obi-Wan. But when she wakes up, she sobers up and goes back to her things. It's when she looks at her Korkie smile and notices how resembling to his secret father he is that she is truly at peace. She managed to keep a peace of Obi-Wan in her life.

Cal - Merrin: I have no idea for this one, but just stop and consider the possible 'nightsisters babies' though! Wouldn't they be the cutest things ever?! 😀

Sorry Cara Dune, you just haven't met the woman of your life yet. 😔

Also, I kinda like Zeb and Callus too but I don't really ship them enough to add them here, you know? Anyway I'm sure they make a lovely couple.

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My Love - Obi-Wan x F!Reader

Storyline/Prompt: Nothing better than midnight activities

Warnings: Smut, like, just pure fucking smut with VERY LITTLE context. Light choking, teasing, oral (f receiving), improper use of the Force

POV: Reader

Notes: I’ve been writing a lot of Cal Kestis stuff lately and I just wanted to take a break. So, here I am writing about a reader being railed by Obi, enjoy!

Sweat made my shirt glue to my back, it is so damn hot in these chambers. It didn’t help that I was afraid to fall asleep with Obi-Wan out on a mission with Anakin. Whenever he left I was filled with anxiety, however, when he came back he relieved it in the best way possible. He’s supposed to be home tonight and I can’t sleep knowing he’ll be home soon.

I got up and took off my sweat-dampened shirt, leaving me without a top on except for a bra. I decided to put on one of Obi’s robes because maybe it would help me fall asleep, even though it was a tad thick. I walked out to the main room of our moderately-sized living space and took a seat next to the large windows in a seat that almost ate me whole. Readjusting, my legs were swung over the armrest of the chair and my back against the other, giving me a straight outlook to the city lights and the door within sight.

The low buzz of city lights, the warm embrace of Obi’s robes, the comforting smell that came from them, and the soft chair called me into sleep. Though I tried to fight it, there was no prevail. I fell into slumber and dreamt about all of the ”catching up” Obi-Wan and I would do when he got back. I faded briefly in and out of consciousness, I really wanted to welcome him when he returned, but everything else told me to just let time pass by faster asleep.

Being taken from my comfortable cocoon of Obi’s robes in the loveseat made me wake up. I was greeted by something even better than just his robes, but Obi-Wan himself smiling down at me as he carried me back into our chambers. “You’re home,” I managed to mutter out, still barely awake.

He laid me down gently and sat at the edge of the bed, next to my waist. “Why were you sleep out there, love?” He placed his hand over mine, and while I could see that he was making eye-contact with me, I knew that he was fighting the urge to look over my entire body that was in knotted-shorts, a bra, underwear, and one of his robes.

“I wanted to stay awake and greet you when you got home,” I shoved down a yawn that was breaking my sentence, “but you can see how that turned out.” I grabbed his hand and pulled it up and to the side of me, he followed my movements laid down next to me, slightly propped up from mounds of pillows. He wrapped his arm around me and kissed the top of my head. “Are you tired at all?”

He muttered a soft no, “it was just negotiations, actual negotiations.. surprisingly.” We laid there in silence for a few second before I heard his breaths deepen, “I can’t fall asleep, would you mind helping?” His voice was as smooth as glass and as deep as the pit in my stomach that grew, dominated by butterflies.

I looked up to him and crawled onto his lap, “I’ll help out in anyway I can, Master Kenobi.” A smirk grew on his face, he set a gentle hand at the bottom of my chin and guided my lips to his. Obi’s kisses were gentle, soft, and slow, but there was a hunger lurking inside of him that we both knew he was suppressing. While he always wants to be gentle, sometimes that’s not what the mood calls for.

In a swift movement, I placed my hands on the sides of his neck gently to pull him closer to me. With this new advantage I pushed my lips against his rougher and added more weight to my hips, this caused a chain reaction. First his breathing stuttered, then, he froze for a second with confusion as he lined up what he wanted to do next. Finally, he put his hand on my waist and rolled over, he was now on top and indulging in the hunger he had.

Almost as payback, he copied the movements I just did to him. Only this time, he placed one hand at the base of my neck and added little pressure, pulled his lips away from mine and roughly kiss from my jaw to the base of my neck to add marks, and finally thrusted his clothed bulge subtly into me and my thin layered bottoms. A gasp followed by a small moan left my lips as they parted, I could feel a cocky smile grow on his face.

Instead of doing the one thrust I did onto him, he did them several time. “Obi, please,” I murmured, heat growing inside of my thighs along with wetness caused by his actions.

“You know what you were doing by wearing my robe, my love. You know how I can’t resist you when you wear them,” his occasional thrusts stopped and he sat up by bending at the knees. “I’ll give you want you want, you know I always do, dear.” His hands moved from their original locations to my shorts as he undid them and slid them off my body, along with my underwear.

His head bent down to my lower stomach, above my bellybutton, and one of his hand was placed firmly on my thigh while the other was on the bed and next to my waist as support. He kissed from my stomach to my hip bone, then to other, next to inner thighs, and stopped just a few centimeters from my clit, he was so close I could feel every exhale from his nose.

I tried to force down the instinct to push my hips toward him, which caused my hips to shake without and contact even happening. Obi had a small smirk crawl on his face as he kissed the space right above my bundle of nerves before running his tongue from the base of my core up. He took my clit and sucked on it gently, running his tongue through my folds every few seconds.

He place his hands on my thighs and pushed them apart a little bit more. I felt one of his hand stiffen and a light weight was added onto my neck, yet nothing being there. I could feel the slight squeezes at the sides of my neck the matched with the movements of his tongue in between my legs.

The occasional shake of my thighs became more common and whimpers began to fly up from my throat. Obi took this as a sign to continue by removing the other hand from my thighs and teased the entrance of my wet center by tracing it oh-so-gently with his finger. I bit my lip to try and keep the noises to a minimum, but as soon he stuck two fingers inside of me I couldn’t hold it in. “Obi, please,” I whimpered, wanted him to relieve the pressure that he was causing in my abdomen that grew tighter with each thrust and curl of his fingers followed by the increased attention to my clit.

He took his mouth briefly off of me and muttered, “come on my love, cum for me.” He swiftly returned to his actions and synced up each movement of his hand to each dance-like motion of his tongue on and around my sensitive nerves. As I got closer to my breaking point, the force around my neck slowly tightened, never enough to directly impact me but to send me over the edge, blasters blazing.

My back arched as I gripped Obi’s wrist that was on my thigh, his hand touching me back in return. He pulled his finger out of me and cleaned up the mess that he just caused. A sly smile creeped on his face once more as he stuck his middle finger inside of me once more and pulled it out, only to put his fingers in my mouth and clean them up. As he stood up and released his fingers from the grasp of my lips, he kissed me.

Obi walked towards the closet and I saw him change into nighttime wear, despite morning coming in just a few hours. “Are we not-?” I questioned him softly, thinking he would want some action back. Obi walked to the bathroom and brought out a warm washcloth to gently clean my thighs, handing me a pair of soft, clean underwear from his pocket as he tossed the cloth into the laundry bin

Crawling next to me and hold me closely, he whispered, “we can finish up what we started in the morning.” He planted a small kiss on the back of my neck as he pulled a sheet over us, “sleep, my love.”

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experiment-000 · 3 years

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Star Wars Characters I want to meet

Ahsoka and Leia/Luke - just imagine Ahsoka telling them about Anakin. Imagine her teaching Luke about the force and telling him about the jedi temple. Just imagine her being the best big sister to both of them. She could tell them about Padmé too.

Leia/Luke and Sabé (and the other handmaidens) - nobody knew Padmé better than Sabé. Everyone would be tripping over themselves to tell the twins about Anakin. Luke met Anakin. And I can't see Leia ever really forgiving him. They deserve to hear about their mother too. Obi Wan too. (Of course Breha was an incredible mother to Leia I'm not disputing that)

Luke and Ezra - they were born on literally the same day! They're both jedi. They both grew up on outer rim worlds before being whisked off on a grand jedi adventure. Ezra and Leia have already met. Maybe she told Luke about him. Maybe Luke will want to meet him after Ahsoka and Sabine find him.

Leia/Luke and Rex - can you tell I just want Luke and Leia to meet the people who should've been their family? Uncle Rex!! Telling them war stories and about how dumb their dad could be. And making sure Ahsoka doesn't get away with her eternally serene look - she was just as wild as Anakin at times.

Karr (from Force Collector) and Rey - obscure as hell I know but this boy has been studying the jedi order. He can see the past of objects and help Rey rebuild the jedi order.

Finn and Kix - again kinda random but just think about how protective Kix would be of Finn. Another kid who had to grow up without a name. That makes him a vod. Kix lost all his brothers but maybe he could find a new one in Finn.

Kix and the kids of clones - I know these characters don't really exist that we know of (aside from Cut Lawquane's kids and that one guy in Force Collector who never even knew his dad) but the guy in Force Collector is proof the clones could have kids. I just want a kid of a clone, one who actually knew their father, and for Kix to meet them and find out at least one of his brothers got to be happy. His brothers live on.

Hera and Han - ok doesn't really count because they have met in a Forces of Destiny short but that was a good interaction and makes me want more of their rivalry.

Ezra and Eli - they would tease Thrawn so much. Eli isn't a bad person just imagine the surprise for Ezra when Eli shows up and just starts roasting Thrawn. And Thrawn not killing him for it.

Poe and Jacen (and Hera) - do I want Hera to have trained Poe - yes. Do I want Poe and Jacen to have been childhood friends - also yes. Do I just want more Jacen content - also yes. Let's be honest Jacen will be an amazing pilot so him and Poe would be great friends. The big question is of course is Jacen force sensitive?

Ezra and Jacen - they never met!!! Ezra never met his baby brother!!! If Jacen is force sensitive it would only make sense for Ezra to train him when he gets found. Admittedly though, the fact that Rey is the last jedi is kind of worrying? Like did something happen to the others - not the ones who were at Luke's academy, the ones who were older like Cal and Ezra and even Jacen.

Quinlan and Luke - ok hear me out Luke knew Obi Wan for like 5 minutes. To him he's some wise old space wizard. Quinlan would obliterate that image of him while Obi Wan's force ghost spluttered in the background.

Din and Aphra - ok but Din is just the dad of the century and Aphra has her "ward" Vulaada. She's soft sometimes for the people she loves. And Din just makes everyone who originally would've killed him become a babysitter. He'd do the same to her. Plus let's be honest she could easily seek him out because she wants the darksaber.

Thrawn and Aphra - ok these are getting more random but let's be honest everyone knows Aphra. Her and Din just get up in everyone's business - her on purpose, Din by accident. Imagine Thrawn trying to deal with the chaos that is Chelli Lona Aphra. Would he be able to predict her behaviour? Would they get on really well I mean Thrawn is an art connoisseur, Aphra is an archeologist.

Thrawn and Din - to go with the previous points. Would Thrawn adopt Din and Grogu too? I mean new canon Thrawn does adopt people, and even legends Thrawn had his ysalamir. Plus Din just befriends everyone so...

Ok this got long but there's just so many characters from various parts of canon who I need to meet one another.

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avengersassemble-fics · 3 years

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Ashes

part 07/?? “a trap is set”

previous part // next part

masterlist

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Alderaan was just like the stories you had heard over the years. Though it was no Coruscant, it definitely held a sense of sophistication and peace. From the minute the Mantis set itself on the ground though, you were uncomfortably aware of the security force presence that appeared. As the ramp was lowered and you joined Cal’s side, you recognized the man who approached with the security detail.

Even all these years later, you would recognize Bail Organa anywhere.

There were deepened wrinkles around his eyes, patches of white hair grazing the sides of his face, but one thing hadn’t changed: the warming smile he gave the Jedi next to you. You remembered seeing the same smile when you passed him in the Senate building long ago. Cal and you stepped down the ramp nearly in sync, as Bail Organa met you at the bottom. “Thank you for accepting our invitation. I hope you travelled well.”

“We wouldn’t miss the chance of learning more about the Alliance,” Cal replied and glanced your way. “And thanks to some unmarked hyperspace routes we’ve slipped through any Empire detection.”

“That’s good to hear,” Bail said. His eyes glanced your way when Cal spoke of the hyperspace routes, but you stayed stoic. The less people knew of your existence the better. He glanced up at the entry of the ship, where the others were coming out. “I’m sure you’re all needing a chance to relax, I’m more than happy to show you the way.”

“That would be great-”

“Father, how much longer do I have to wait before we can go to Cloudshape Falls? Oh-”

A little girl with braided hair had run up from behind Bail and clutched at his cape when her eyes fell upon the weapon on Cal’s side. In her eyes they held bewilderment and awe, but something hit you hard in the stomach as her eyes soon shifted to the strangers before her. The way her eyebrows furrowed just slightly, the slightly unruly baby hairs… This was the other twin. This was Anakin and Padme’s daughter.

“Please forgive my daughter, she’s never seen a Jedi before,” Bail explained as he rested a hand behind her back. “Leia I told you we’d have to go another day.”

Her frown deepened and she huffed at him, and you closed your eyes shut behind your helmet. It reminded you of Anakin when you were children. “But we always go on Primeday.”

“Please don’t let us stop you from going,” Cal cut in. You watched as Leia’s frown turned into a grin and her father wiggled his eyebrows at her.

“I like him,” she told her father, and earned a snicker from him.

“I bet you do,” Bail told her and moved behind her to place both hands on her shoulders. “While you rest I guess I have other duties to see to.”

“Of course,” Cal agreed and looked back at the others and motioned for them to follow. As you stepped off the ramp and Bail Organa turned to lead the way, a familiar sensation filled your chest. It was enough to make you pause, to glance around you in search of the source of the warmth in your chest, which made Cal stop to check on you. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” your modulated voice said lowly. “I’m going to stay behind for a moment.”

Cal nodded in understanding, but hesitated before catching up with the rest. Your eyes focused on the group slowly disappear into the crowds, and you inhaled deeply. You wondered if it was possible..?

“Never thought I would see the day where we met again,” a voice said close by. You fought all urges to smile, but couldn’t help it when you came face to face with the source.

He was not the man you remembered from five years ago. Adjourned in the same uniform of the other security forces, he held his helmet on his hip as he came up to your side. But his eyes were more calm, as well as the aura surrounding him. You accepted his handshake and clasped your other hand over the back of his hand.

“Dash.. You look like you’re doing well,” you greeted. He grinned and looked down at himself before meeting your gaze behind the helmet.

“It’s been a journey but I’d say it’s been worth it,” he replied before you two removed your hands from one another. “And I go by my given name again, never really liked what he proclaimed me as.. Chordan.”

“Chordan,” you thought over before giving a firm nod. “I like it. Definitely better than what he gave you.”

Chordan motioned in a direction and you began to walk side by side one another. The pace was slow, you basked in one another’s presence and the familiar feeling that radiated off of each other. He led you towards a building that seemed to gleam against the falling sun. “What brings you to Alderaan?”

“I’m accompanying a couple of Jedi on their journey. I’m.. Looking for someone,” you replied cautiously. You both came to a stop as Dash looked you over with a raised brow.

“You don’t mean..?”

“I do,” you cut him off. You couldn’t help but look past him towards the scenery that surrounded the city. “I have to find him without Palpatine finding out.”

The use of the Emperor’s name was quiet, just for him to hear. Chordan had to understand your need to find Anakin, the one in question. He had seen how broken you were that day on Korriban, and the two weeks you spent together after the Purge first occurred. You noticed he straightened himself, nearing you to lean down and whisper something. “I knew I sensed a change in you.”

Before you had a chance to reply someone came up from the building you were nearing, which caused you two to separate. You kept your gaze firm on the distance, to allow Chordan to speak with whoever was coming up from behind. “Sir, we’ve intercepted a message-”

No. It couldn’t be.

You spun around faster than they could finish, impulsively unhooking the holster on your leg and taking a step back. You couldn’t help it, it was yet another person who had attempted to kill you (though it could be argued they had no choice.)

CT-27-5555. Distinguishable by his personality and the faded ‘5’ tattoo on the right side of his temple. One of the ones who saved your life from “Governor” Shuule now six years prior. Setting your hand on your blaster was enough to warrant him to react as well, but Chordan stood between you both.

“I don’t think that’s a wise move,” Fives familiar voice registered in your ears. Your eyes darted between the two men who stood before you, and Chordan focused on you harder.

“Calm down,” he warned you. Fives grew antsy behind him but Chordan narrowed his look at him. “Stand down.”

“Who the hell is this anyway, Sir,” Fives questioned.

Chordan hesitated, which was noticeable by Fives (if that’s what he went by now) who was growing more guarded by the moment. You felt like your breaths were heavy, weighing what you wanted to do, but there was no decision to be made. With a shaky hand you reclaspsed your gun holster and reached up to feel for the latch on your helmet, which for some reason you couldn’t remember where it was. But when you finally got the latch undone and the hissing that sounded after, you lifted it off your head.

You wondered what you looked like to those you haven’t seen in years. Fives had always been one to give his thoughts and feelings away with his facial expressions, and it appears that hadn’t changed. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, eyeing you then Chordan, before his face softened in recognition. “General.. Sir- I mean-”

He was unsure how to address you, given your last encounter with one another, but he stopped speaking the moment you took a careful step forward. He was nervous as you tried to gauge his reaction, maybe to see if he was going to attack you, but his stomach twisted as you stood before him. Fives wasn’t one to get nervous, but there was a first for everything. What startled him the most was when you reached your free hand up to his face, the leathery feeling brushed over his right cheek and traced over the tattoo on his temple. It seemed to confirm something for you. “It’s really you.”

“I.. I’m so sorry,” Fives erupted, earning a frown from the one who had him in awe. “Palpating he installed chips in us Clones.. There was no way to fight his command-“

“It’s okay,” you reassured him while dropping your hand from his face. “You only just grazed me.”

“I thought.. Thought you were dead,” Fives said lowly. You glanced towards Chordan and came to rest your hand again on his shoulder.

“We had to make it believable.. I asked him never to tell anyone, I had to wait until the time was right before-“

“(Y/N),” Chordan interjected, his tone warning you of what you were doing. You glanced at him and shrugged slightly.

“I trusted him with my life, you’ve trusted him all these years it seems.. I can trust him with this,” you reasoned. Fives watched the exchange in confusion, before you let out a small sigh and turned back to him. “I’m trying to find Skywalker.”

Anakin and you had worked hard to conceal your relationship because of the Council and the ways of the Jedi. But almost like how Obi-Wan knew, there must’ve been others unknown to you. You didn’t know if any Clones had figured it out, but by the expression on Fives face it seems like he had figured it out at some point. But there was another hint of urgency that now clicked for him. “The message-“

“What message?” Chordan asked. Fives explained to him he’d want to hear it himself, and with a stolen glance of understanding, you put your helmet back on and followed the two towards your next objective.

The Inquisitor's incompetence was making Vader irritated. It irked him that his training seemed to befall on those who couldn’t even carry out the simplest task: tracking down any remaining Jedi. He knew there were more out there, he could feel them himself. And with his encounter with Cal Kestis on his own turf.. Vader wanted him to be brought before him once more. He would finish what was started if Kestis didn’t comply.

With his Star Destroyer still hustled amongst the stars, Coruscant was still in sight. Standing at the head of the bridge, Vader looked at the distant planet and was silent. The officers below him didn’t bother him, and it was just the way he liked it. He heard the footsteps of a commander approach, before stopping behind him. “Sir, we’ve got the message transmitting to the parameters you’ve requested.”

“Good,” Vader’s voice loomed from behind his helmet. He knew that if anyone heard this message, they would be sure to come.. They’d fall right into his clutches.

“This is Master Obi-Wan Kenobi. The Jedi Order is rising again. This message is for any surviving Jedi, and those trained in the Force.. We’re awaiting you on Coruscant.”

The message replayed on a loop after that, transmitting on the same frequency that Ben’s real, original message had played on. There were six people listening to it in the command center on Alderaan, but silence befell them. Finally, Fives shut it off and the silence grew to an uncomfortable level before someone finally spoke.

“It’s obviously a trap,” Bail said. Chordan had called him away from his family, while you had called on Cal and Cere, who both looked lost in thought. Bail looked at the group he invited, and furrowed his brows. “Why would Vader go to this length for just you two?”

“He’s probably hoping for more to fall for his trap,” Cere responded, rubbing her chin in thought. “He probably knows that the younger ones may believe the message.. Can’t believe he managed to cut it so believably.”

“We can’t risk him getting a hold of any more Force sensitives,” you remarked behind your helmet.

“What do you plan on doing? Get captured?” Chordan asked.

“We have to at least try and stop that message, and destroy his chances of creating more,” Cal said. You nodded in agreement, but Bail seemed more hesitant.

“Are you sure about this?” He asked the young Jedi. Cal glanced your way, and you shared a knowing nod.

The Mantis was returning to the fallen temple.

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Senoti The senoti was a species of tree native to the Outer Rim world New Canistel. The deep-rooted trees required an alkaline soil in which to grow, and produced a sap that was used for medicinal purposes. The trees were also found off New Canistel, with a small number growing wild on Endor. These were believed by Xenoarborists to be survivors from two Canistel AgriStar freighters that were lost in the Moddell sector. Endor's native Ewoks regarded the tree as holy due to its healing properties, and in 3 ABY, the Warrick family of Ewoks used senoti sap in a medicine administered to the shipwrecked youngling, Cindel Towani. Several senoti trees also grew in the Xenobotanical Garden of Garqi; however, these were burnt down during the first year of the Yuuzhan Vong War. The senoti was a species of tree.Mature senoti had brown, rough, gnarled bark, and could reach a girth several times that of an Ewok.The trees grew deep roots and required alkaline soil in order to thrive. Senoti seeds planted in acidic soil only grew into scrubby plants, if they survived at all. The senoti produced a watery sap, which had analgesic properties and could quell fevers. Kelari Lily The Kelari Lily was a rare Flower that could be used to treat battlefield injuries.Lorren Morrick sent a rebel patrol out to find Kelari Lilies because her medical supplies were running short.

Nysillin Nysillin, also known as sillum, or nysillim, was a healing herb grown as a common crop plant across the galaxy. On the planet Felucia, it was harvested by Casiss's farming village during the Clone Wars. Hondo Ohnaka's gang of pirates threatened the village into giving away a portion of the herbs, a portion they could not afford to give up, so Casiss hired a group of bounty hunters to fight them. They were soon joined by the Jedi Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker and Ahsoka Tano, who trained the Felucians to fight for themselves, prompting Ohnaka to give up.

Ice Mushrooms Ice mushrooms were found on various planets throughout the galaxy, including Neshtab. It appeared to have healing or analgesic properties, at least in Humans. Greybush The Greybush was a ground hugging bush native to the planet Dathomir. The Singing Mountain Clan used leaves of this herbal plant for their healing properties while the Nightsisters used them to cause harm. Redweed Redweed was a fern with a distinctive red coloration native to the planet Dathomir. The Singing Mountain Clan used leaves of this herbal plant for their healing properties while the Nightsisters used them to cause harm.

Lesset Plant Lesset plant was a broad-leafed red-veined plant native to the planet Dathomir. The Singing Mountain Clan used leaves of this herbal plant for their healing properties while the Nightsisters used them to cause harm. It could often be found in the dense forests at the bottom of many valleys.

Ongmuel Plant The Ongmuel plant was a herbal plant with leaves that resembled dangling spiders native to the planet Dathomir. The Singing Mountain Clan used leaves of the Ongmuel plant for their healing properties while the Nightsisters used them to cause harm.

Rinor Rinor was a herbal plant with blade-like leaves native to the planet Dathomir. The Singing Mountain Clan used Rinor leaves for their healing properties while the Nightsisters used them to cause harm.

Barenth Healing Plant The Barenth healing plant was a endangered, natural, healing plant from Barenth. When a Ho'Din healer named Baji came to Barenth, he encountered them in an ancient laboratory. He observed them and tried to stay to continue observation and to eventually use them for healing purposes. Unfortunately, an earthquake struck and Baji was forced to leave. He grabbed some of them and left. Later, he came back only to find the sanctuary crushed. The plants were not destroyed, but badly contaminated. Baji had made a tough decision; he decided that for all his life, he would stay and help the remaining plants.

Savarium Herb The savorium herb was a kind of plant made by the Ithorian botanist Zorneth and another botanist, a Human named Klorr Vilia. When eaten, it would replace one's mind with nothing but peace and joy, and would give the consumer a new sense of submission and lack of inhibitions. Those under the influence of the herb were often referred to as Smilers due to the perpetual grins on their faces. It is said to be given the term "slave drug" considering slavers, pirates and other criminal personnel would have favored its mind-altering abilities.After Klorr had tried it, Zorneth wanted to mass-produce it so everyone would be happy. However, Vilia sacrificed himself to destroy all of the savorium herbs.There were rumors of savorium herb still existing, involving secret harvesting plantations in the galaxy, but it was unproved.

Viptiel Viptiel was a plant native to Nal Hutta. It was known for its therapeutic properties to the X'Ting for its hormone-balancing effects during that species' transition from one gender to the other; however, very few could afford it. Vippits also used viptiel as a medicinal supplement, especially during their mating periods. Twin-Scented Natterbloom The Twin-Scented Natterbloom was a rare medicinal herb native to the planet Talus. The plant exuded a pungent smell in its early growth, which changed during blooming season when the herb gave off a sweet citrus scent.The Drall hoped that the Natterbloom may prove to be a cure of an ancient Drall disease, the Balding Sickness. Some victims resisted bacta treatment, forcing the Drall to search for alternate solutions. With the help of the local Dearic Garden Club and a helpful spacer, the Drall ambassador to Talus Champhra Biahin was able to procure a sample of the Twin-Scented Natterbloom for further research.

Luna Weed Luna-weed was a plant native to Aduba-3. If chewed, it could produce delusional effects in the user. It gave rise to the phrase "chewing the luna-weed" when referring to someone who was acting crazy.

Guroot Guroot was a type of plant that could be grinded into powder and consumed. Many beings believed that consuming powdered guroot was good for one's health. Pommwomm Pommwomm plants were a hot-world shrub native to the Sif'kric system's inner planet. If they were properly processed within thirty hours of picking, they could be made into at least eight different medicinal substances, and at least sixteen different natural flavorings. Export of pommwomm plants made up about 20% of the Sif'kric economy.

Grey Gabaki A plant named for its drab color when dried, Grey Gabaki gives off a light and relaxing smoke when burned. It is commonly used in cantinas, but some merchants also burn it to make store fronts a more relaxing environment for customers.

Star Urchin Quill "Star urchin quills" was the name given by Ewok shamans to the venomous quills of the fftssfft, a species of semi-sapient plants also known as the "dandelion warriors." Despite their potentially lethal nature, those star-shaped quills could be used in traditional Ewok medicine.

Santherian TenHo Root Santherian tenho-root was a plant whose extract was also a potent drug. It was often used by abusers who desired a sense of escapism. When taking the drug, users often described it's effects as similar to that of watching a sunset.The extract was immensely effective on Falleen, who would experience intense psychotropic attacks after taking it.

Algarine Torve Weed Algarine torve weed was a kind of plant native to the Algaran system and could be used as a synthetic mood enhancer.

Relkass The Relkass sentinel plant was one of many cacti native to the planet of Relkass.The sentinel plant only bloomed during the planet's dry season. It also contained a chemical compound, which acted as a powerful narcotic. Even small amounts of the compound could drive a Draagax into a horrible madness.

Behot Behot was a species of herb that grew on the planet Mandalore. The herb was citrus-flavored and grew rapidly, making it the favored choice of ingredients for the Mandalorian beverage shig, a tisane brewed from a number of herbs. Behot was mildly antiseptic and stimulating, and capable of soothing an upset stomach. Shig brewed from behot possessed an amber color and the herb's citrus flavor. In 20 BBY, the Null-class ARC trooper Mereel used behot herbs in the shig he brewed for a pregnant Etain Tur-Mukan in order to help settle her stomach.bMereel's adopted father, Kal Skirata, also enjoyed a mug of behot-flavored shig when looking to calm his nerves. By the end of the Clone Wars, members of the anti-Imperial resistance on Toprawa had taken to growing behot locally on the Outer Rim world, using it to make their own shig. Resistance leader Degan Cor developed a fondness for shig brewed from behot, as did several of his rebel colleagues.

Kibo The Kibo was a rare, purple flowering plant native to Yavin 4. Its scent was strong and sweet and the seeds of the Kibo could restore sight.When Trioculus attacked Yavin 4 in 5 ABY, the fires he started brought the Kibo to the brink of extinction. Many years later, Galactic Alliance Chief of State Cal Omas kept a Kibo blossom in bronzium vase on his desk.

Bota Bota was a rare plant species native to very few planets in the galaxy such as Drongar. It was highly valued during the Clone Wars, as it had certain medicinal effects for each species and supposedly gave Jedi a stronger connection to the Force. It would become useless some time after it left the planet unless it was frozen in carbonite.

#inspiration #DO I FOUND EVERY HEALING PLANT???#bless wookiepedia this list is amazing *-*#star wars plants

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capricornus-rex · 3 years

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A Shadow of What You Used to Be (6)

Chapter 6: No, There Is Another | Cal Kestis x Irele Skywalker

Summary: There is another! Years after young Anakin Skywalker departed Tatooine, his mother Shmi delivers a second child—this time, a daughter. Whilst the circumstance of the girl’s birth remains unexplained, Irele Skywalker has yet to choose the true path between those laid out for her.

A/N: Sorry it took so long, you guys! ;;w;; What with the holidays and me managing what to order for my 24th birthday today (It’s the 27th where I live so we’re celebrating in a quite chill way heheh), so this is my birthday treat to you! A new chapter! 💖💖

Tags: Fem! OC, Irele Skywalker, Force-sensitive! OC, Anakin’s Younger Sister, Skywalker! OC, Darth Vader’s Secret Apprentice, Long-lost Sibling

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19 BBY

Irele, her stepbrother Owen, and his now-wife Beru Lars live together in the same roof. After their father had died of natural causes, they placed him next to the grave of Shmi, as they deem it appropriate; they have taken full control of the homestead, though their ways didn’t change that much.

Now thirteen years old, Irele Skywalker had grown into the spitting image of Shmi Skywallker albeit younger. Medium length hair always secured as a ponytail with thin braids woven along the tail, warm and earthy-colored eyes, and a somber yet friendly smile.

The teenager had grown into an adventurous young spirit. Perhaps, if one is to see Shmi as a girl, she would have been the exact same as her daughter. Gaining friends in Anchorhead and even as far as Mos Eisley, though she had learned to steer clear of the latter town unless the need truly arises. Taking odd jobs in either of the towns, her hustler’s nature remained intact, she did not want to depend heavily on her brother and sister-in-law for monetary support—albeit Owen strongly disagrees, but to not avail.

“You’ve been out more often than staying at home!” chided Owen, who was now perhaps in his early thirties.

“Well, I do need to work, don’t I, big brother?” she tapped his bulky arm as she strolled into the house.

She had just returned from her work in the shop that’s a hybrid of a speeder vendor and a servicing center. Whether she realizes it or not, she always finds herself tinkering with something, fixing them… like her real brother’s pastime as a child.

Irele had taken home a piece of a machine to her house, a personal project of sorts, completely unrelated to her work. She settled herself on the small worktable in her bedroom and immediately casts her lamp’s light on the working space. A metal rod put together with various, mismatching shafts and components held together by screws and sewn leather wrappings; it’s even a miracle that it worked, one way or another, it would serve better as a melee weapon than that of a Magnaguard’s electro-staff. Perhaps this staff is one of the many testaments of Irele’s skillfulness and resourcefulness, for growing up as a hustler and being exposed to machinery at an early age.

As she grew, she always donned a woven scarf made by Shmi. It has been a few years or so, and the heartache is very much fresh; every time she catches a glimpse of her headstone, with Cliegg’s next to it, the healing wound is ripped open once again—though she found comfort in confiding and speaking to both of them as if they were still alive, sitting with her and listening.

“Oh, circuitry should be here. Mom would have pointed that out too.” she mumbled to herself as she fiddled the wires with the sharp end of a thin screwdriver.

Come the hour of sunset, Irele had finished her chores after her handicraft. In the middle of her working, she felt a presence—it was sage and calming—she also heard the grunting of a single eopie. Curious, she and Beru went to the door. She was right about the eopie, carrying a single rider who held the reins with only one hand and is carrying something with the other. Irele thought the hooded rider to be her brother, as she remembered his own cloak, but the cowl revealed a slightly older man—his jaw was covered with a full, sandy-brown beard, his eyes were kind and yet she hinted the sadness in them, as if tragedy had befell him shortly before coming here.

It was Obi-Wan.

When the stranger coaxed the animal to kneel, he carefully hopped down, and supported his precious cargo with his free arm. He approaches the older girl and she willingly takes what he gave. The wide sleeve of his robe gave way to show an infant boy, perhaps a few weeks old. Beru and Irele’s eyes lit up, they spoke nothing to the stranger but they bid him with a short, polite bow.

Obi-Wan noticed the second girl, her olive skin and brown eyes gave him a memory of Anakin—the reminder sharply jabbed him into the recesses of his mind. The angry voices, the echoes of the sputtering lava, and the sorrowful howling of Anakin drummed behind his ears.

“Are you alright, sir?” Irele noticed.

“Oh, dear. I am fine, thank you,” he cleared his throat and tucked his arms inside his sleeves. “I am just not used to travel here in this place… but I will be.”

“I see.”

“My dear, may I know your name?”

“It is Irele…”

“Irele…?”

“Irele Skywalker-Lars.”

Obi-Wan slowly angled his head upwards, concealing his surprise as her name sinks into him.

Another Skywalker?

“Well, Irele,” he cleared his throat again. “May I ask a favor from you?”

“I’ll do my best to fulfill it.”

“I’m sure you can,” Obi-Wan’s gaze went to Beru carrying the baby who joined her husband, Owen, looking at the binary sunset. “Take care of him.”

“I don’t mean to sound uptight but… Who is he to me?”

“He’s your family. Your nephew. His name is Luke.”

Irele was a smart girl. She knew whose son the infant would have belonged to. A part of her wanted to ask where the father is—her brother—but perhaps it was for the best that she does not obligate the stranger to indulge her questions.

“Then I’ll do everything in my power to keep him safe.”

“I know, Irele,” Kenobi smiled, although a little sadly. “I know.”

“Sir, I’m sorry but I don’t know your name.”

“Ben… Ben Kenobi.”

Kenobi did not stay long in the premises of the homestead. He bowed to Irele, who returned the gesture, and returned to his steed. The eopie grunted as Kenobi hauled the reins to the right side, then spurred the tall quadruped to the distance, clouds of sand puffing under its hooves until the figure disappears as the twin suns set.

When Kenobi was gone from her sight, she turned to her brother and sister-in-law, along with their nephew—whom Owen would have probably called his son, given the chance. Irele was excited. She was already thinking of the things she and Luke would do—what games they’d play, what machines she’d teach him to fix, what kind of speeders could they hop on together.

He was the brother she never had.

From a certain point of view, it’s a wrong that she could right, while fulfilling her promise to Kenobi.

After Beru nursed the infant, she laid him down on their bed, Irele never left Luke’s side. She chuckled every time he would squirm, coo, and smile at her. Her heart fluttered and she fell in love with him. When Beru left the two children alone, Irele tasked herself to watch over him.

She moved her finger to his tiny hand and with his tiny, soft fingers he clasped her thumb with a grip as light as a feather. Irele’s heart melted once more.

And then she whispered as she kissed the tiniest hand that held hers, “I’ll keep you safe, Luke. I’ll always protect you.”

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Turning Around

Obi-Wan Kenobi x reader (platonic)

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a/n: good to hear from you again! glad you liked the cal fic 💖😌 hope you like this one!!

prompt: anonymous: “Hey you! Two requests anon here, Tumblr is a hoe and ate my ask 😑 but it was along the lines of a force sensitive that was raised by sith loyalists and disagrees with everything the sith stand for/keeps feeling a pull to the light so she finds her way to the Jedi temple to seek asylum but either Anakin or Obi Wan being the only one to see her as a scared kid instead of a threat and sort of becoming a guardian to her, def not romantic. It's kinda bleh tbh. Also tysm for the Cal one! I loved it!!”

You pulled your hood over your head and slipped out of your quarters, deathly afraid of what may happen if you were to get caught. You hated the way you were raised and you knew exactly how wrong the views of your mentors were. This wasn’t balance, it was a complete takeover. They barely trusted you, you were kept in the dark both literally and figuratively. As you made a break for it, you remembered that it could not get much worse than this.

You’d never left this place before, but somehow you knew exactly where you were going. You just sensed it. You snuck out undetected and when the cool air hit your face, you felt alive. Now, you just ran. Ran and promised you’d never look back.

It took a long time to get to your destination, but the payoff would be amazing. Freedom. The thing you’ve dreamed of your entire life.

You entered the temple with your dark hood still covering your head, the place was quiet and nearly empty, until you ran into a Jedi. Upon sight, you froze up and watched as you caught his eye.

“Excuse me!” The bearded man approached cautiously while you stood as stiff as a boulder. “Hello, young one, I don’t believe we’ve met.” He stood before you and waited for you to remove your hood, which you did, revealing two streams of tears running down your face. The Jedi looked startled by the sight and kneeled down to your height, taking both of your arms. “Oh, my.”

“My-my name is y/n.” You sniffled and wiped your face with your cloak. “I come from a group of Sith, but I’m not like them! I swear I’m not!” You burst into full-on tears and fell to the floor. This Jedi Master had no idea how to respond to your implications.

“Y/N, dear, you must be mistaken. The Sith are extinct.” He sat beside you and tried to comfort you in hysterics.

“That’s what they wanted you to think.” You revealed, shaking and panting. “I wish to help, they wanted me to be like them. I couldn’t do it.” You curled into a ball and sobbed into your knees.

“Okay, okay, dear. Let’s find the Jedi Council and see how they can help, agreed?” The Jedi helped you to your feet and brushed off a few more tears. “My name is Obi-Wan. It’s nice to meet you.”

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After that day, Obi-Wan saw to make you the exact opposite of what the Sith loyalists tried to force upon you. Unfortunately, he had his own padawan to mentor, but that did not mean he didn’t care for you. He personally picked out your master and made sure they were to treat you as any other padawan.

You trained vigorously, using your upbringing as encouragement to be a Jedi instead of using it for revenge and proving you would become a powerful Sith. You even had the pleasure of training alongside Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan’s own padawan.

“How is your training coming along, dear y/n?” Obi-Wan asked as you spectated a duel between your peers. The smile that grew on your face told him enough. “That good, yes?”

“I’ve never been happier, Master Kenobi.” You took in a cleansing breath and giggled. It took you a while to laugh after you got here, but the first time you did warmed Obi-Wan’s heart. He was amazed that someone with such a dark childhood could turn out such a bright soul.

“I’m very glad, young one. Keep up the good work. I’m proud of how far you’ve come.” He placed his hand on your shoulder and nodded in approval.

“Thank you, Master Kenobi. For everything.” You watched your peers battle on the training floor and you must admit, it was quite entertaining. One padawan pinned his opponent down, succeeding in this duel. You chuckled as the other opponent stomped off.

“That wasn’t very polite of you.” Master Kenobi chuckled.

“Sorry Master.” You ceased your laughter and saw Obi-Wan shake his head.

“His master may need to focus on the anger, though.” Obi-Wan joked and you both tried to suppress your laughter from collegues and peers. “Okay, okay, that’s enough. I’ll see you soon, y/n. Take care.”

“Goodbye, Master!”

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1. do you find force users or non-force users more interesting? - I’m always a slut for the Force

2. which character do you want to be most like?- Rey, probably. I grew up wanting to be a Jedi and it’s so cool to know that other little girls now a days have her to emulate :’)

3. which character are you actually most like?- Anytime I take those quizzes I always get Leia, which I don’t know that I agree with it at all. I’m not that bad ass.

4. what headcanon will you defend to the death?- That Obi Wan is a sexless monk, regardless of his ~thing with Satine.

5. what planet would you most like to visit? - Naboo or Coruscant

6. what planet would you most like to live on?- Same answer lol

7. who do you hope you never meet?- This is a dumb question lol

8. what is one thing you would change about any movie, show, book, etc?- I just finished reading Heir to the Jedi and it was hands down the worst sw book I have ever read; erase that shit from canon. Also, Padme shouldn’t have died the end.

9. have you ever made fanart or fanfic? do you make edits or any other fan content?- when I was a youngin, I used to write Star Wars fic, and more recently I wrote a Carmilla SW AU which was like, the most fun I’ve had writing something ever. I dabble in photoshop too but I’m not v good

10. do you think the jedi were right or wrong?- Good intentions, wrong way of going about things, especially in regards to Anakin

11. who is the most underrated character?- Jar Jar Binks :P

12. do you care who rey’s parents are?- Yeah, ngl. I quit the sequels if she’s somehow (impossibly) related to Obi Wan.

13. if you could resurrect one dead character, or prevent them from dying, who would it be?- There’s too many, gosh. Padme, Qui Gon, Asajj just to name a few.

14. what is your favorite alien species?Mon Cal’s were the first thing that popped into mind and I’m stickin to it.

15. who would you like to bang?- Oh jeez. Idk, Rey I suppose.

16. which movie/episode have you watched the most?- I’ve gone through phases. But I watched Attack of the Clones so often when I was a teeny boper, that I think it honestly might be that one.

17. what is your favorite line?- “Many of the truths we cling to depend greatly on our own point of view.”

18. what is your favorite star wars book or comic?- The Revenge of the Sith novelization because I love crying. So far from the New EU, I really loved A New Dawn; the writing was particularly entertaining. And my favorite comic was the Darth Vader comics. The new Darth Vader first issue was kinda eh. 19. what’s your opinion on legends/expanded universe?- I grew up reading any legends EU that was in the prequel timeline that I could get my hands on. I miss some of those characters, and I really don’t see why they had to scrap any pre Ep 4 EU tbh. But whatever. I’ve been reading all the new canon comics and I like them a lot, as well as making my way though all the adult EU novels. They’re either hits or misses tbh.

20. what do you hope will happen in future movies?- Jedi Lesbian Rey Skywalker

21. if you could switch any character’s gender, who would it be and why?- Probably any main white male character into a woc female cuz you know, representation.

22. favorite droid?- R2 because I too am short and rude.

23. what’s your favorite star wars musical piece or theme?- Across the Stars, Episode II; Victory Celebration; Episode VI

24. how do you pronounce twi’lek?- I always read it as TWEE lek, but after watching clone wars I am aware that’s incorrect lol

25. which character do you have a love/hate relationship with?- Anakin, I suppose. Love him, but am fully aware of how problematic he is or whatever. But I appreciate him as a complex character.

#ty babe 😘#Star Wars #sw eu #personal #linda asks me stuff

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thedungeonra · 6 years

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My thoughts on THE LAST JEDI

It’s Christmas Eve-eve and I’m working 2nd shift. It’s finally calmed down a bit so this seems a good time to talk about my difficult relationship with STAR WARS: THE LAST JEDI.

I overall dislike the film, both as the 8th episode of the Star Wars Saga/9th film overall in the entire franchise and as a film on its own merit. But there was a lot I liked about the film. A lot I LOVED about the film. Which perhaps makes it more frustrating. Were TLJ as categorically bad as say, HIGHLANDER 2: The one where they’re from the Planet Zeist, I would actually have a much easier time disliking it.

But first, what exactly is my history with Star Wars?

EMPIRE STRIKES BACK was the first film I ever saw in a theater. My older brother took me. I was all of 4. I saw STAR WARS on TV later on and it was not until RETURN OF THE JEDI that I connected the dots that it was the same film. You gotta remember that for my generation, what you call, “Episode IV: A NEW HOPE,” was just STAR WARS to us. I loved ESB. And collected what little merchandise was available in early 80s rural Indiana.

I’ve seen EMPIRE STRIKES BACK more than any other film. I have a son, college-age right now, who grew up with the prequels. We had our various lightsaber battles, and played the video games together and bought the toys. It was great!

I don’t hate the prequels in the en vogue way that GenXers seem to hate them. Jar Jar doesn’t bother me all that much. Nor does Jake Lloyd’s Anakin. I still fire up the DVD from time to time for the Podrace and Darth Maul duels. And Qui-Gon is one of my favorite SW characters.

I really enjoyed ATTACK OF THE CLONES because it feels like Ewan really had fun playing Obi-Wan. And SITH… well… it’s not great. I think the last two minutes of ROGUE ONE makes up a lot for the last two minutes of SITH. It’s the Darth Vader we’ve wanted to see for decades.

And I loved FORCE AWAKENS. I really dig all four new leads. I was bummed that Luke had nothing to do and I felt Han got a really bittersweet ending (as did Harrison Ford finally get the exit he wanted from the franchise). I thought the structural similarities between IV and VII were a feature, not a bug. And I’ve been all for VIII since.

Until. The trailers for VIII began. Something felt… not quite right. And yeah, feel free to insert your, “I feel a great disturbance in the Force) joke here. I couldn’t get excited for anything I was seeing in the trailers.

Even seeing Luke in the cockpit of the Falcon felt like the grapes of Han’s, “Chewie, we’re home” to prunes in my mouth. I assumed Luke would die in this film. And after we lost Carrie Fisher much too soon, it was hard accepting that IX would be without Luke, Han and Leia. I waited for the crowds to thin a bit and saw TLJ on Tuesday after opening weekend. 70mm IMAX at the Indiana State Museum, if knowing that of trivia is fun for you.

Now, then. I’m not a film critic and this is not a film review. I’m just a middle aged Star Wars lover and film nerd.

But before we get into what I disliked about it, let’s start off on a positive note! Firstly, I do understand and respect that Rian Johnson had essentially 4 basic audiences for this film, none of whom view Star Wars the same way. Baby Boomers what saw STAR WARS in college; we GenXers what grew up with the movies; Millennials who grew up with the Preqs; and kids today whose first Star Wars theater experience was THE FORCE AWAKENS. That’s a heavy burden and if anything, I feel like they failed in trying to appease to these 4 quadrants of the fandom.

I loved the opening battle sequence. It’s maybe the best star war in Star Wars. It looks and sounds great. There is great conflict and drama. It has this amazing gut punch with the last bomber. Just superb.

I still really just love the four new leads. Those are all rich characters.

I’ve seen a lot of people grousing about Rose and specifically, the entire casino sub-plot. Rose was great! In a movie where people are all over the place on the emotional spectrum, Rose felt like really the only person whose emotional responses actually made sense in their given contexts. And she delivers the theme of the film at the end, which I did enjoy.

And the space casino heist? Are you kidding me? James Bond in space. Loved it. I felt the animal cruelty and slavery beats a bit too on the nose, but that’s just a taste thing. I think my very first reaction on the twitters was something to the effect of, “a great space casino heist film wrapped in a shitty Star Wars story.” Beneicio Del Toro was certainly memorable. I thought they were teasing a new Han Solo-ish scoundrel but instead, he’s this great foil to Finn. I DJ shows back up again either in IX or in Rian Johnson’s spinoff films.

My only real quibble with the casino scene was that Justin Theroux’s high stakes gambler/slicers should have been Lando, right? You can’t put Billy Dee Williams at a Sabacc table for 30 seconds? Also seeing how the owner of the ship DJ stole sells to the Resistance and the 1st Order, having him still Lando’s ship would have been a nice touch. In the absence of the Rebellion and Han, Lando is not the best version of his self. Anyway, I’m not here to write a different movie.

I also really liked Laura Dern’s Admiral Holdo and I enjoyed how she shut down Poe’s mansplaining. I don’t understand some of the choices made with Holdo, but more on that in a bit. Holdo crashing the Mon Cal cruiser into the 1st Order fleet while at lightspeed was insanely cool. That’s the stuff we only ever imagined in the old Star Wars RPG; never thought I’d see something like that on screen.

Didn’t mind the Yoda cameo. Don’t understand people who say, “bro, that should have been Obi-Wan, bro.” I don’t agree, but whatever. Yoda seemed perfect to me.

I don’t think it’s the best lightsaber fight in Star Wars, but seeing Kylo Ren and Rey fight together was really cool. Was great to see the combat training the actors have done get a few minutes to shine.

BB-8. Big fan. I don’t understand why BB-8 didn’t get a moment to take out BB-9e while in that 1st Order Chicken Walker. Would have been a quick scene and very satisfying. Oh well.

The big ground assault on the rebel base at the end was great. That’s the ground battle I expected from the trailer of ROGUE ONE that didn’t seem to be in the movie. I wonder if there’s a connection?

All of the performances were superb. Carrie Fisher especially.

The film was a series of several, often disconnected moments, that I thought were really good.

Now the bad stuff. I find it insanely annoying and not a little condescending to allege that people who do not like THE LAST JEDI are obsessive fanboys who cannot let go of the past. Or that we don’t understand the goals and themes of the film. I get it. Conceptually, I’m on board. I’m VERY ready for the formula of STAR WARS to be reinvented. I don’t need to see rehashes of Sith vs Jedi, Empire vs Rebellion, Skywalker vs Skywalker. It’s tired. I know. Dudes wanna fly off half-cocked into conflict when they should listen to the counsel of wiser women. I KNOW.

Just… be good at doing those things.

So here’s what I hated:

The film doesn’t actually move the story forward. The movie ends with the same status quo as the beginning:

the 1st Order has the New Republic Resistance on the ropes and is assaulting their base.

Rey doesn’t have a teacher.

The 1st Order is exactly as effective with Snoke cut into pieces as it was when he was alive.

The Resistance is exactly as effective when a demoted Commander leads a mutiny against a Vice Admiral as it was with General Leia in charge.

This film sets on fires many dangling plot points set-up by JJ in VII only to return the story to the same position.

And so on. You get it. It’s the illusion of change.

I hated every scene with Luke Skywalker. Man, just one huge bummer after another. And again, conceptually, I can by that he’s at least a Grey Jedi now and believes both the Sith and Jedi are wrong in the possessive perspectives on the Force. I can buy that he went off to Ach-To to cut himself off from the Force and die. I can buy that he, in a moment of weakness, could not figure out how to save Ben Solo from the Dark Side and was tempted himself to take the quick and easy path. He did, after all, cut Darth Vader’s hand off in the Death Star II Throne room.

But all of those things were executed in a clumsy way that seemed to have little regard for the character. It was a gigantic bummer. Would have also been nice if someone had bothered to tell Luke that his best friend died at the hands of his own son. Maybe that’s what Chewie told him? Or Artoo? But I dunno. It’s not clear and they gave Mark Hamill nothing to work with in those moments.

I absolutely hated his hero moment at the end. Why set up Old Logan Luke who doesn’t want to face down the entire 1st Order with a laser sword in the 1st Act if he does it but not really in the 3rd Act? There’s a wishy-washy desire to have things both ways in this film that drives me nuts.

Also, Luke on Denouement Planet was the clunkiest “misdirect” of the entire film. I’ve only seen the film once and at my first viewing, it was obvious to me that this was not actually Luke.

A) We’ve just seen three different flashbacks of Jedi Master Luke from his New Jedi Academy days after RotJ. And Denouement Luke looks exactly like Jedi Master Luke and not the Wild Man of Borneo from the first two Acts.

B) the movie makes a big deal of showing us that the slightest disturbance to the surface crust of that salt pan will reveal the red dust underneath (which was a rad visual element). And when Kylo Ren sets his foot in Sith Action Pose, we see the red underneath. Whereas Luke is clearly NOT disrupting anything.

C) How dumb is Kylo Ren that even though he just destroyed Anakin Skywalker’s blue lightsaber 10 minutes before landing, Luke is somehow wielding it? I think there’s an argument to be made that Luke intentionally chooses a younger visage of himself (of the last time Ben Solo saw him) and is also using his own legacy against him (Anakin’s lightsaber) to put him off balance. But the film does not convey this.

All combined, these three elements rob all the underlying drama tension from that conflict because it’s obvious he isn’t there.

The dialogue was troublesome for me. I legit sat there, stunned, at the end looking for a Diablo Cody writing credit. Remember how I loved the opening battle? Everything but that bit with Poe and Hux. It was funny the first time. The, “Holding for Hux” part after Hux did his nefarious monologue. But they kept hitting that same beat. Over and over. I would have not batted an eye had Poe called Hux, “homeslice” in that moment. Thus, Diablo Cody.

Also, Snoke’s “spunk.” line. Lolwut? Though I had a chuckle and thought to myself, “… and wriggling” after Andy Serkis said, “raw.”

Why do they keep wasting Gwendoline Christie as Phasma? Have they not seen GAME OF THRONES? Are they unaware of the jewel in their crown?

The editing. This film needs a good once-over to trim about 20 minutes out. Do we need to see Luke milking a Watto-Cow or spearfishing? Did we need to see Luke’s X-Wing parked underwater when it’s just an unnecessary head-fake? As much as I did enjoy the casino bit, it felt over-stuffed.

The wishy-washiness. Oh man. This is the ultimate dealbreaker for me. Look, I don’t mind Rey is the daughter of a couple Trump voters from Jakku with no connection to the Skywalkers. The scene where Kylo Ren tells her, “You don’t even belong here. No one cares about you but me.” is fantastic. I loved it. I love their relationship and I hope to all the cinema gods they stick to their guns and don’t reveal that Ben and Rey are just Jacen and Jaina Solo lite.

Don’t waste our precious film time in VII making a huge mystery deal out of who Rey is and who her parents are in VII just to reveal in VIII that she’s nobody from nowhere one-hundredth of her name. And don’t especially get pissy at me because I’m frustrated that you wasted my time on a non-mysterious mystery. That’s false drama, breh. And a really hacky way to “deconstruct” a story.

If you’re going to really deconstruct what we know about this story and these characters, then do it. “Flip you. Flip you, for real.” Don’t try to have your space cake and eat it too.

Luke is done with this mess and isn’t going to show up and play the hero. Until he does. But not really.

Kylo Ren has good in him, but not really.

Rey has darkness in her, but not really.

Now, this is not the same thing as a character arc. I don’t lump this in with Poe being a brash self-centered pilot at the beginning but a real leader by the end. I’m for that.

I’m talking about if LAST JEDI were broken into numerical values, for every 1 there is a -1 and the story of the movie feels like a sum of 0.

Now, there are a lot of nitpicky things I’ve shared with the people in my life (most of whom are glad I’ve turned my focus to the internet). Like, “what’s the deal with Snoke? Who is he and what does he want?” That’s just subjective, “season-to-taste” stuff that grates on me but I don’t feel objectively bad. “Who is Snoke and what does he want?” was not a focal point of the previous film.

Samey-same with Holdo not sharing her plan. Finn’s plan actually not accomplishing anything. If they knew they were being tracked and had two jumps left and a 6 minute window, why not prepare the transports, jump the old rebel base, unload the transport and jump again in 5 minutes? That kind of thing. You know, things people call, “plot holes” on the internet that are not actually plot holes.

Leia Force Flying through space after the bridge exploded. Just looked dumb. If there was any excuse for Leia to bust out a lightsaber, this was the moment. That would have been choice. Tangential to this: the unceremonious death of Admiral Ackbar.

But those are digressions.

I would probably like this story much more if it were the last half of FORCE AWAKENS rather than a movie all unto itself.

That said, I think this petition to remove TLJ from the canon of SW films is idiotic. This film is going to make a billion dollars by New Years and Disney appears to be giving Rian Johnson his own spinoff franchise. So yeah, this movie isn’t going anywhere.

I also think its real low class to jump on twitter and be a raging dickmunch to Rian Johnson. I’ll never understand why people punish creators for being easily accessible. Or to people who loved the movie. I’m not here to convince you that you shouldn’t love THE LAST JEDI or tell you you’re a dumb-dumb if you did. I simply find it difficult to like for Star Wars movie reasons and movie-movie reasons.

I actually look forward to Johnson’s spinoff film because he seems much more comfortable with new characters. I think he’s a person like Zahn who will add a lot of new hated and loved characters. But unlike Zahn, I don’t think he has a steady hand with legacy characters.

So that’s it. 6 pages on a Word document later (assuming you stuck around). Feel free to hit me back on the twitterbox to tell me how both right and wrong I am!

May the Force be something or other. But probably not.

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A Shadow of What You Used to Be (7)

Chapter 7: On Her Trail | Cal Kestis x Irele Skywalker

Tags: Fem! OC, Irele Skywalker, Force-sensitive! OC, Anakin’s Younger Sister, Skywalker! OC, Darth Vader’s Secret Apprentice, Long-lost Sibling, Darth Vader

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As she had promised to Ben Kenobi, Irele took care of Luke in every capacity. She was more of a big sister to him than an aunt, the boy barely felt like she was an aunt, insofar as insisting he just calls her “big sister” or refers to her as one when he’s asked about her relation to her. Irele eventually gave up counter-insisting her nephew, as it would confuse other people on how they’re truly related.

“Tell you what,” proposed Irele. “No need to call me Big Sis or Aunt—though the last one makes me feel old—just call me Irele, okay, Luke?”

“Okay… Irele!”

Satisfied that their little impasse has been taken care of, Irele tussled Luke’s head full of sandy blonde hair.

Sometimes, she would sense Ben Kenobi’s presence within the radius of their homestead. She does not see him, but she can feel the exact same sage, calming aura that he exuded when she first met him. Irele would think that he was also watching over Luke, albeit from afar.

As Luke grew, their relationship and close connection with one another was so strong, that it often worried Obi-Wan—but at the same time piqued his curiosity, with so many questions piling on top of the next—whenever he would approach the homestead to take a closer look on the boy and perhaps the teenage girl as well. However, the boy’s uncle, Owen, became stingier towards the middle-aged hermit when he noticed old Ben interacting with the two children as if he was a visiting relative.

It confused Irele as to why her brother was so harsh towards this kindly man. Despite being thrown with words in a voice that Irele has never heard escape Owen’s mouth, she noticed that Kenobi remained calm—which she perceived somewhat as defeat in every right. He would not speak back, he would simply straighten the creases of his tattering robe, bow to Irele, and tussle both of their hairs before he departs. Never to be seen again—at least for Owen.

“Will we see him again, Irele?”

“I don’t know, Luke,” the girl sighed.

It was like reliving the day Kenobi came to their homestead to deliver Luke to them, except this time, the boy was standing by her side. Irele stole a glance at her little nephew and wondered: Just how important is Luke to the great, big galaxy beyond this dust ball of a planet?

–

16 BBY

Irele, now sixteen years of age, unshakably adventurous and—more often than not—stubborn, which was something Owen theorized she’s gotten from her brother, has grown to become more independent. Helping out her family as much as she can with the odd jobs she takes in Tatooine’s three main towns—Anchorhead and Mos Espa being her more frequent haunts.

She groups herself with people her age, and like her—they hop jobs when it’s convenient, or most of the time, safer. Currently, her clique is composed of two tan Twi’lek siblings—brother and sister, aged fourteen and fifteen respectively—a seventeen-year-old human female, and a human male who is perhaps the oldest of the group. The four youths work as animal wranglers. Their common target? Banthas, at least the undomesticated ones that still roam in the Dune Sea.

These enormous, woolly beasts have two fates once captured. One: butchered and then sold as raw meat. Second: a steed that one can rent in the absence of a speeder, or perhaps was too broke to afford one. Irele had no favorite choice, she always chose whichever gave the highest bid—only for her family to have something to put on the table.

With her busy work lifestyle, it’s almost impossible she would stop and remember Anakin, wondering what has he been doing ever since he left Tatooine on the day of Shmi’s funeral. As much as she hates it, she cannot shake the dark thoughts that intrude her mind, and there were times that she’s awakened by the nightmare of a dark figure donned in black and cloaked in silver fog; this figure always spoke nothing, but she vividly remembers the heavy breathing it exuded.

This horrendous figure appears in her nightmares, it would abruptly reach for her neck, but not touch it, and yet she always felt like—even in her dream state—her life is literally being choked out of her… and it would growl her name. And she would wake screaming for Shmi, as if begging to be rescued.

“MOM!!!” she shot up from her bed, ruffling her blankets, alarming Beru who scurried into the girl’s bedroom.

“Irele, hey, it’s okay, you were dreaming!” Beru hushed.

Her sister-in-law took her by the shoulders, gave it a quick and soothing rub to calm her down, and patiently waited for Irele to bring back her breathing’s rhythm.

“Is it the same one again?”

Irele swallowed and nodded.

“Oh, Irele,” Beru brushed up the stray hairs that fell to Irele’s face. “Do you want me to fix up something for you?”

“No, thank you, Beru. Sorry I woke you. Did I wake Luke too?”

Beru shook her head and asked Irele once more if she’s sure she doesn’t want any food or drink. Irele’s answer remained the same and that prompted the older woman to return to her bedroom. That night, Irele struggled to go back to sleep.

Another long night, she thought.

–

Meanwhile, in the rather cold solace of a mediation chamber, sat Darth Vader—the walking shell of once Anakin Skywalker—and remained stiller than a statue on where he sat. He cannot live denying that, sometimes, he is the man he was before his body became the black encasement that he dons; and there are fragments that slither into his mind—voices, scenes, and even faces.

My place is here with them. Echoed Irele’s words from countless moons ago. Through the red-filmed sockets of his helmet, using his mind and whatever scraps of memories he can get by, a vision of her forms—he invented what she would have looked like from the last time he saw Irele, who was a small girl at that time. Now with six years past, surely, she must have grown.

Vader imagined Irele to be a little taller, perhaps with longer hair; but the one thing he cannot seem to change was the pair of hazel eyes—readable, expressive, yet enigmatic and rather sad all at the same time—contrasting emotions swimming and smudging his mental painting of his only known blood relative.

He dared not to say her name.

At least not with him around.

A single beep interrupted him, signalling an incoming transmission. He recomposed himself before activating the communication podium in which he knelt as he waited for the holo to materialize. In front of him was a holoprojection of a cloaked individual’s bust: the master he answers to, Darth Sidious.

The holoprojection coats Darth Vader’s black shell a faint cyan light. He keeps his head bowed until Darth Sidious says otherwise.

“What is thy bidding, my Master?” said Vader, his words by rote every time he presents himself.

“I sense a vergence in the Force,” croaked the dark master.

Vader remained silent for a moment, waiting for Sidious to continue.

“I… I have felt it too, my Lord.”

For the benefit of the doubt, Sidious feigned an indifferent expression despite brimming with curiosity. As if he already knows that so does Vader has sensed it. A talent that he has prided himself and perfected over time until his senior age. Sidious only hummed in reply.

“Indeed, my Lord,” admitted Vader. “A remnant of Anakin Skywalker… lives. She is to be destroyed.”

Sidious angled his head ever so slightly that nobody would notice it, “She?”

“Yes, my Lord. If my memory serves me correctly, she is blood of his blood.”

“Then she is strong with the Force, no doubt,” Sidious hummed, his holoprojection fizzled in static and then returned to clarity, “The Force grants you insight, my apprentice. Seek her out. She must be delivered to our side… or she will be destroyed.”

Vader somewhat hesitated to say, “Yes, Master.” but say it he did, and Sidious’s holoprojection dissolved into thin air.

In obeisance, Darth Vader returned to his meditation chamber; now seated, he had the luxury of privacy and removed his helmet which came in two parts—first was the cap, next was the mask itself where it’s laden with electronics. Finally being able to breathe without the use of the gadget, he truly had time and his space to himself, to think.

He denies the fragments of his sister he had imagined. He almost did not want to do it—but he had no choice.

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