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nicolabarth · 4 months

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Darth Victus part 3 - On the Hunt

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Pairing: Sith Obi-wan Kenobi/Darth Maul

Rating: Mature

Hondo’s men had been looking for clues of Kamoni for ten days when one of them came back with news: The bounty hunter Jango Fett had mentioned returning to Kamino in an overheard conversation. So what they needed to do was find Fett and let him lead them there.

The last anyone had heard from Fett was that he’d been tracking a target to Cholganna.

“Let me go and hunt him, master,” Maul said. He was getting restless from just sitting around.

Maybe Obi-wan was getting restless too, because he said: “We’ll go together.”

#obimaul #star wars #darth maul #obi wan kenobi #sith!obi wan #the clone wards

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sincerelyourswhistledown · 1 year

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Lucerys doesn’t remember much of the outside world.

There are faint memories, flashes of silver streaks and high pitched giggles. A faceless brown haired boy with a hand always held out for him to take. Lucerys remembers feeling warm, a lightness to his otherwise empty chest as he chases the high of his dreams.

Aemond tells him it’s his overactive imagination. That the outside world wasn’t good, that their childhood was nothing but pain and despair. That’s probably why he never lets Lucerys out of the house.

Every morning Aemond leaves him with a peck on the lips and a promise of return. During that time Lucerys is left alone to his devices, cleaning the house and playing with his kitten, Jace. Never mind that Aemond absolutely hates the cat, he’s not the one stuck at home bored out of his mind. At exactly five in the afternoon, Aemond comes home and Lucerys is there to welcome him. With open arms and a hearty dinner.

It’s repetitive but it’s all Lucerys has ever known. All he’s ever remembered since the accident. Aemond doesn’t like talking about the accident. Whenever Lucerys tries to ask about it his lover’s expression becomes unreadable and he’d have to deal with a brooding Aemond for the rest of the day. Sometimes, when Lucerys pushes too much he wouldn’t see Aemond until the next morning. The idea of cheating had never crossed Lucerys’ mind, usually by then he’d been too inconsolable. His separation anxiety turning him into a sobbing mess and only Aemond’s warm arms and comforting hum could make him stop.

There was one time when Lucerys had managed to summon the courage, he’d asked Aemond where he went to every Friday. And why he came home so late. He didn’t expect much, in fact he’d expected it to get ignored. The same way all of his questions about the outside world was. Much to his surprise, Aemond had stared into Lucerys’ face with an expression that was absolutely devastated.

‘To a dear nephew.’ He confessed. That night Aemond had told him about a beloved nephew who had been in the same accident as Lucerys, except unlike him the boy never woke up. He’d explained what the doctors had said, that he may never wake up ever again. Forever caged to his hospital bed and connected to wires. After that night, after seeing the devastation and despair in his beloved’s face Lucerys never asked again. He didn’t like seeing Aemond like that.

“My Aemond is so handsome,”Lucerys teased, tying his lover’s tie with expert fingers. “It almost makes me want to tie you to our bed and keep you here forever.”

The older man chuckled, his sapphire eye glinting in the morning light. With his long arms he encircled them around Lucerys’ waist and pulled him closer. “Promises, promises.”

Lucerys eagerly accepted his kisses, basking in the affection before his beloved once again left him for the day. It almost made him want to pout and charm his way into keeping Aemond home today, it’s not like he hasn’t done it before. It usually took some effort and the man was nothing short of disciplined but with enough kisses and suggestive petting, he’d find himself back in bed and a playful Aemond on top of him.

Breaking away from the kiss, Lucerys rested his forehead on Aemond’s and sighed. “Are you sure you have to go to work today?”

The pale blond almost looked apologetic, giving him another peck on the lips. “I’m afraid this meeting is impossible to reschedule, my dragon.”

Although unsurprising, Lucerys found himself grumbling as he begrudgingly untangled himself from the older man. He could do nothing but pout as he went back to straightening his beloved’s crumpled suit, determine to keep Aemond looking sharp and put together no matter how much he wanted to tear the suit off and not fix it. “What do geneticists even talk about in meetings? Don’t you guys just stare at microscopes and petri dishes all day?”

Aemond let out an amused huff, shaking his head at the younger boy’s adorable grumpiness. “Silly taoba, do you really want me to stay that much?”

Lucerys stayed quiet, stubbornly refusing to meet his eye. If Aemond didn’t want to stay with him today then he wasn’t going to force him. He wasn’t some dumb doll created solely to rely on Aemond and fawn for his attention. He had more pride than that, thank you very much.

From the corner of his eye, he noticed Aemond grin in amusement. A gentle hand on his chin coaxed him to look up and Lucerys once again found himself staring at the breathtaking view of his love’s pale lilac eye and the blue sapphire.

“Don’t worry my love. Once I finally prove to them that human cloning is impossible then I can finally shut this research down. That means more time for you and me.” Aemond cooed, bringing the younger boy back into his arms.

“Promise?”Lucerys asked, his voice tiny but hopeful.

“I promise.” Lucerys beamed at his lover’s quick response, feeling warm all over.

“Besides,”Lucerys feels more than hears Aemond’s voice from where he’s pressed his cheek on the taller man’s chest, “Human cloning should be left as it is. Who knows what kind of crazy things sick fucks would do if it was possible.”

Lucerys hums along in agreement.

#lucemond #aemond targaryen #lucerys velaryon #hotd #aemond targaryen x lucerys velaryon #aemond x lucerys #if you don’t get this short Drabble #it’s basically aemond cloning lucerys #the accident aemond talks about is the same accident where aemond chases Luke’s car with his own and Luke ends up in an accident #the original Lucerys is in a hospital and in a coma #at this point the doctors are unsure if he’d even wake up #he’s like two inches from being brain dead really #with this news Aemond spirals into madness #and he basically clones his own healthy Lucerys to keep him sane #this is why Lucerys never gets out bc if any of the family finds out then it’s the coo coo ward for aemond #I’m sorry but I feel so bad for clone Lucerys #he doesn’t even know he’s a clone #someone free clone Lucerys !!#also I’m making it canon in this universe that should the doctors officially declare original Lucerys as brain dead #then aemond would 100% kidnap his body so that no one can pull the plug on original comatose lucerys #don’t mind aemond it’s just him his lover clone Lucerys and comatose Lucerys chilling #if anyone wants to expand this universe please do #idk Aemond just gives me STEM kid vibes #please don’t ask me to get into the scientific details #I’m an accounting major pretending to understand science #also Lucerys’ brother worship for jacaerys definitely passes on to clone lucerys #clone Lucerys basically has all of original Lucerys’ memories but it’s muddled and difficult to understand

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tinky-dinky · 5 months

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The Cuy’val Dar

Following on from my Jango post, I want to talk about the Cuy’val Dar.

The same warning as that post applies. This is largely my speculations based on canon, but not actually canon.

A note about Legends canon: Unless it is directly contradicted by the current canon, I choose to include Legends canon as canon.

So, the Cuy’val Dar (Mando’a meaning those who are lost) are the trainers Jango recruited to train the clones on Kamino. There were one hundred of these trainers, and seventy five of those one hundred were Mandalorians. The other twenty five were probably bounty hunters and general mercenaries.

Of the seventy five Mandos, we only know the names of 12 of them. Two, Isabet Reau and Dred Priest, were Death Watch sympathizers if not full on members. The other 10 have no stated allegiance but it’s my speculation that at least some of them were True Mandalorians under Jaster and Jango.

There are two whom I am almost certain were True Mandalorians. Kal Skirata is said to have known Jango for years, so he was obviously at least affiliated with the True Mandalorians. He was found by his adopted father, Munin Skirata, when Munin was on a mission with a group of mercenaries. My guess is those mercenaries were Jaster’s people, and possibly even included Jaster himself.

Rav Bralor was a close friend and comrade in arms of Kal Skirata’s long before Kamino, so obviously if he is a True Mandalorian, it stands to reason that she must have been one too.

There are two others who are potentially True Mandalorians. Llats Ward isn’t stated to have any particular affiliation but his chest plate has a whacking great mythosaur skull on it, which is the sigil of the True Mandalorians. Of course, it’s also just a generally important symbol in Mando culture, so Llats could have it on his armour for entirely different reasons.

Miij Gilmar, the trainer of the clone medics, wasn’t born a Mando but became one after he married a Mandalorian woman. She was murdered, unfortunately and he vowed revenge. It’s noted that he had a deep hatred for the death watch allied Dred Priest and Isabet Reau. My speculation is that his wife was killed by Death Watch and he may have joined (or already have been part of) the True Mandos to avenge her.

There is one more trainer I want to discuss in detail. His name is Cort Davin, and he was a Journeyman Protector on Concord Dawn. Obviously this is the same profession as Jaster and Fett Sr, so this suggests he may have been a colleague of theirs. It does seem that he stayed in the Journeyman Protectors until he was recruited into the Cuy’val Dar, so I don’t think he was a proper member of the True Mandos, but he could have been their ally.

We know virtually nothing of the remaining five named Mandos of the Cuy’val Dar, B’arin Apma, Swart Swifto, Wad’e Tayhaai, Vhonte Tervho and Walon Vau. I have no idea if any of these people were True Mandalorians. It’s possible.

A side tangent about Wad’e Tay’haai: one of the few things I could find about him is that his preferred weapons were a traditional Mando spear and a bes’bav. A bes’bav is a Mandalorian flute that doubles as a stabbing weapon. Of course the Mandos have a musical instrument that is also a weapon. Of course they do. It makes me wonder how many other musical weapons exist in Mando culture. And how many other things Mandos have made into weapons. Many, many things probably.

Anyways, this brings me onto the point of this post: why would any True Mandalorians would agree to train the clones despite it going against their well established code of protection over children? And how did Jango feel about these people that were once his?

It’s my personal speculation that any True Mandalorians that joined the Cuy’val Dar on Kamino did so for a number of reasons. The New Mandalorian pacifists were in charge on Mandalore, so anyone wishing to keep their culture couldn’t stay there. I can’t imagine that Mandalorians are welcomed in many places in the galaxy, so it’s possible some of them joined because it guaranteed a place to live and a source of income and food.

Some might have joined out of loyalty to Jango. Perhaps they thought he wouldn’t allow the clones to be treated badly and by the time it became apparent that he would, they couldn’t back out. Perhaps they wanted to help him and therefore help the clones.

I doubt any of them were actually told what they were being recruited for. It was a secret, after all, and I don’t think telling a bunch of Mandalorians ‘there’s a facility where they’re cloning children to be trained as child soldiers for a war in which they’re likely to die’ would go well.

Honestly, I just find the Cuy’val Dar quite interesting. Who are these people? Why did they agree to come to Kamino? What did they feel about the clones?

#the cuy’val dar #mandalorians #jango fett #walon vau #kal skirata #llats ward #vhonte tervho #swart swifto #isabet reau #dred priest #miij gilamar #cort davin #rav bralor #b’arin apma #jaster mereel #true mandalorians #the clones #kamino

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lastchancestardomm · 6 months

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Topher totally has a furby tucked away in his closet he named Columbo he used to play with when he was a kid. Furbies were weird, outcasted, and hated like him. He doesn't play with it anymore but sometimes he just pulls it out of his closet just to hold it. Mmm good childhood memories

#clone high #clone high topher #ch topher #topher bus #clone high headcanons #clone high season 2 #furbies #chrisforo columbo #wow serving up some medium rare angst ig #toph had a shitty childhood and has been to a psyche ward at least twice he wasn't the best liked #let a girl dream

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n0brainjustvibes · 8 months

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Two shitheads for the price of one!

Kaluza (and Chris) from this post by @oriko-mikuni (kaluza lore expanded on by @heyitschartic and @greatwyrmgold ).

#vibes doodles #chris elman #string theory #kaluza #ward #wardblr #clone shenanigans ho!!

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putssomethingwittyhere · 2 months

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kahlopatra admirer AU

fic idea: secret admirer Frida paints murals inspired by Cleo around the school. Scudworth gets ordered by the Board to scrub it all off (but bc he’s a romantic he literally fcking rips the walls off to preserve it and keeps it in his basement 💀) - obviously no one knows…

frida doesn’t think Cleo likes her, and the painting style is different to her usual stuff so she thinks she’s in the clear… Confucius finds out (que Frida scooping him up and gay panicking her way to the closet with him).

I think Confucius loves love and offers to take pictures of her art and sets it up on an anonymous account <3 I do think Frida pays attention to what Cleo likes, etc and so that would probably inspire some of the paintings…

Harriet and Joan hype Cleo up and so they (plus a nervous Frida) attempt to find the culprit

think the half of it, moxie, cyrano.

#kahlopatra #clone high #frida kahlo #cleopatra #I’m obsessed with them and I can’t cope #this post is my entrance form to the psych ward

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cienie-isengardu · 6 months

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Jango Fett's friends are visiting They are here to train your army [Star Wars Insider #95]

#star wars #mandalorians #llats ward #clone army #mandalorian training sergeants #star wars promotional material #star wars insiders

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tranz-regent · 9 months

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juzt. if chris had gotten to be his own perzon

rain being raized in the fallen cult. chris being a clone of lab rat raized to be a new verzion of him

rain having mathers in his head, trying to make him exactly what she wantz. chris being told what he zhould be by zomeone who lookz like him

rain trapped by his family, by his cluzter trigger, ztuck in the nightmarez everytime he zleepz, trapped by the cult wanting him to continue it. chris trapped in the cage, ztuck in the knowledge that hez juzt a copy, juzt a way for zomeone elze to extend hiz own life

and then if, dezpite it all, they both decided no. no im not going to do that. im not going to be like you

AUGH IT COULD HAVE BEEN ZO GOOD

#i genuinely realy liked chris bfore the lab rat twizt #becauze he actually felt like an angry traumatized teenage boy #but nooooo hez an Evil Clone #blegh #ward #wildbow #parahumans #ward chris

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victoriadallonfan · 11 months

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- Ward Glare 3.5 (Ashley and Victoria)

- Infrared 19.8 (Chris and Five)

I think it’s interesting that Five is diving into self expression and artistic exploration in his independence, which is adjacent to Chris’s journey

Kind of wonder if, maybe in another world, maybe down the line, Chris could have find kindred spirit in Five.

Maybe still could

#parahumans #wildbow #ward #ward web serial #Five #harbinger #number man #Chris Elman #Cryptid #lab rat #clones #victoria dallon #Antares #glory girl #ashley stillons #Swansong

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a-single-tulip · 6 months

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Star Wars OC List

Hey y'all! I know it's been a while since I've posted anything myself on here, but most writing I've been doing these days has mostly just been OC stuff in a server with my buddies, so I've decided to share my OCs with you guys <3

This includes both a mix of regular OCs (all of whom are from tcw era), as well as clone OCs!

I'll keep most of these descriptions pretty brief/to the point, so if any of y'all have any questions about any of these guys, feel free to hop into my inbox and ask away!

Dr. Waylon Vrand

Some of you might actually been familiar with Waylon, who was in the first fic I ever posted here! I actually posted a small origin story of sorts for him a bit ago, but to make a long story short:

Dr. Waylon Vrand, aged 22, is originally from a small village on the planet Dosuun (out in Wild Space, for those who didn't know), coming from a line of small-time family doctors, but moved out to Coruscant at the age of eighteen after receiving a scholarship for a medical academy there. If Mon Mothma can be a senator at 16, Waylon can be a doctor at a young age upon proving himself capable, do not perceive me

Feeling much like a fish out of water in a setting dominated by those with much higher prestige than him, Waylon found himself not exactly being all too up to socialize with his peers. Instead, he found friendship in an unexpected group, that being the clone troopers assigned to work with the medical academy.

Upon growing closer to graduating after enrolling in accelerated courses, he found himself studying and applying to work directly with the GAR as a medic specifically for clones, wanting to provide medical assistance for them on the front lines.

Following being officially instated as a medic for the GAR, he floated around wherever his assistance was required right up until he found himself assigned to Clone Force 99 for the remainder of the war.

Dr. Cais Varru

Dr. Cais Varru, aged 30, is a Zabrak originally from an Iridonian colony planet who works on Coruscant as a Psychiatrist, primarily doing work in Familial Affairs, and following the start of the war, he started doing VA work as well.

He moved to Coruscant at 24 following an experience that made him strongly desire a change of scenery, taking up a job far from home where he wouldn't be reminded of said incident.

Despite that though, he has a very calm temperament and remains in contact with his family consistently, and is very dedicated to the work he does in helping families displaced by the war, along with many troopers who find themselves desiring guidance.

Delilah "Dee" Murphy

Delilah "Dee" Murphy, aged 24, is a respectable journalist for the Coruscant Chronicle by day...graffiti artist by night.

Originally from the lower levels, after being left on her own at age 14, she found herself needing to support herself from a very early age. Now as an adult, she's made a relatively comfortable life for herself and prides herself on her career as bringing the truth to light in the work that she does.

That, however, doesn't make her immune to having her vices...with her primary one being her hobby in tagging buildings.

Though her identity when tagging remains anonymous, that doesn't mean that the Coruscant guard doesn't actively try to pursue her for her misdeeds.

Her primary tag is this guy below:

Wrench Ward

Wrench Ward, aged 28, is a mechanic in the lower levels of Coruscant working alongside her father in their family workshop, "Ward Family Repairs".

Following an incident that unfortunately claimed the life of her mother, she also lost part of her left arm up to the elbow at 8 years old. Following that, she was raised by her father and became well-acquainted with her way around fixing and repairing things.

Despite growing up on Coruscant, her father is actually originally from Dosuun, meaning she's also picked up his accent as well.

Wrench is just a nickname, but she'd rather die than tell anyone her real name that isn't someone close to her.

Sam Ward

okay...don't make fun of me, but this is his face claim:

Yup, that's right...Sam Elliott. Don't judge me, I named him before I decided on a face claim for him, and Sam Elliott being in Star Wars is just an inside joke between me and my friends now.

ANYWAYS

Sam Ward, aged 65, is the proprietor of Ward Family Repairs and the father of Wrench Ward. Originally from the planet Dosuun, he came to Coruscant as a young man to make a life for himself, which is where he eventually met his wife and later on had his daughter.

Following the loss of his wife and having to adapt to raising him daughter on his own, he dedicated himself to performing to the best of his abilities in providing for Wrench, and teaching her the skills she would need in working alongside him.

And now for Clone OCs

the next five clones listed below are actually all batchmates!

Commander Monroe

CT-1109, Commander Monroe, is a clone commander for the 428th High Corps (courtesy of @wizardofrozz <3), where they serve as troopers who escort doctors to refugee sites to provide medical assistance to injured civilians. Funnily enough, they work quite closely with the medical academies on Coruscant when they aren't off-world, so that in turn is how Monroe finds himself acquainted with Waylon of all people. The two of them became great friends following their first meeting.

During his time on Kamino, Monroe was solely dedicated not just to finishing the new training he'd been given upon proving himself to be further advanced than other cadets, but also making sure that his other batchmates made it off of Kamino at all. His brothers all had their own quirks and differences as cadets that were not entirely favorable to the Kaminoans, which made the prospect of being decommissioned a very real issue that they had to fight against. Monroe, as the eldest of his batch, made sure that nothing happened to them so that they could make it out and be able to serve the Republic.

Various things occur following Order 66 that unfortunately lead to him being one of the many clones on Mt. Tantiss...which then leads to him enduring various forms of experimentation that I'll elaborate on if anyone is interested at all in learning more about it.

Cupid

CT-1402, known as Cupid, serves as a trooper assigned to the Coruscant Guard. He earned his name due to his tendency to fall quite easily, along with his innate desire to set up people with one another in his free time. He's a very loving guy, and quite the social butterfly.

As a cadet, he was nearly decommissioned due to having a pacifistic nature when he was younger.

Jinx

CT-1713, known as Jinx, is a clone assigned to the 501st who specializes in working with demolitions. Ever the wildcard, he has quite a brash personality and earned his name due to how often he seems to get himself into some sort of trouble, typically learning to injuries that often lead to Kix lecturing him about being more careful. He happily leans into the whole "bad luck" thing, often teasing his fellow troopers by threatening to spread his bad luck onto them.

During a campaign at some point, he found an orphaned black tooka kitten that he secretly took in, much to his brother Snitch's chagrin who he begged and pleaded with not to tell on him (one of the FEW exceptions Snitch has ever made). Jinx appropriately named the tooka Eris, and that's where the paw prints on his armor came from.

He was nearly decommissioned as a cadet due to his reckless behavior and not being a team player.

Snitch

CT-2130, known as Snitch, was also assigned to the 501st much like his older brother Jinx but that's where their similarities end. Unlike his brother, he is a real stickler for the rules, having read the reg manuals cover to cover and is the sort to happily point out when someone is breaking the rules, and will even report on it. This doesn't exactly make him all too well-liked, but in his heart, in his own funny little way constantly worrying about the rules is his own way of showing he cares, something he has a hard time doing in a typical fashion.

As a cadet, he was part of a program that studied clone cadets showing signs of neurodivergency and would have been decommissioned if he had faltered in performance quality.

Beans

CT-4900, known as Beans, is the youngest of his batch and was assigned to the Coruscant Guard along with his older brother Cupid. Originally earning his name due to his high-energy personality making him much like a jumping bean, his name only grew to become even more appropriate once he developed a strong affinity for caf. Ever the excitable type, he's a chatterbox and will talk your ear off if you let him, with half of whatever he might be talking about being unintelligible due to how fast he talks if he's had too much caf.

As a cadet, he was nearly decommissioned due to him not meeting typical growth milestones and requirements on time, which earned him the nickname "Teenie Beanie" from his brothers when he was little.

Nimrod

CT-8250, known as Nimrod, is a shiny assigned to the Wolfpack that "affectionately" earned his name from @wizardofrozz's Sergeant Sawbones, due to the poor guy's tendency to make not-so-smart decisions without really thinking about whether or not he should even go through with such decisions in the first place. Got a stupid dare? He'll do it. Dumb plan of attack that definitely won't work? He didn't stay around long enough to hear the plan was stupid and is already getting himself into a predicament.

Boost and Sinker are the usual suspects when it comes to those who dare him to do something stupid, but despite all of their hazing, they love their dumb vod.

He's sweet as can be, despite how often he gets himself into shit.

Stretcher

CT-3880, known as Stretcher, is a clone medic for the 327th Star Corps. He earned his name due to a genetic mutation that ended up making him taller than most clones, at about 6 ft. 5 inches.

Personality-wise, he's relatively quiet and has a sort of intense "resting murder face", which can make him kind of intimidating to those who don't really know him when combined with his height and visible strength. The truth of it though, is that he's actually a sweetheart, he just has a hard time when it comes to talking to others who are new to him and can be kinda introverted.

When talking to others he's unfamiliar with, he comes off as direct/a bit deadpan (which is really just him feeling awkward around those unfamiliar to him, and trying his best to not mess up the interaction), but once you get to know him you can see the cracks in that initial demeanor. His fellow troopers of the 327th even know him as a little bit of a worrier when it comes to their well-being, a softy for his brothers.

When he's with them, taking care of them, his expression does actually soften just the teensiest bit while muttering about how they ought to be more careful and try not to get hurt again if it was something small, but that he's glad they're okay.

Aside from that though, he does a good job as a medic for his fellow troopers, and doesn't let his internal awkwardness impede his work in any way.

One notable thing is his friendship with Bly, who's probably one of the few people to get him comfortable enough to behave in a jovial manner, cracking a smile and revealing his dry humor.

No proper reference for him atm, but here is one for his general hairstyle/facial hair

Swindle and Hoodwink

CT-7777, known as Swindle, and CT-7878, known as Hoodwink. These troublesome twins get lumped together because they come as a pair...a pair of bastards, that is. Assigned as troopers to the 327th Star Corps, from their names along, you can guess how they got their names.

These two have been turning tricks since they were cadets on Kamino, making bets and rigging games to get what they want. After leaving Kamino, in their downtime, they found themselves hopping from bars and running scams on natborns and fellow clones alike to rake in credits.

On the surface, they like identical, which isn't a surprise since they're clones, but these two go out of their way to look exactly the same to a tee, with their armor painted with basic markings and their hair kept in standard reg cuts. A smart way to tell the difference between the two though is that Swindle has a gold-colored tooth just on the right side of his top row, while Hoodwink has a gold-colored helix piercing on his right ear of a horseshoe.

Under their armor though, they're pretty tatted up, which is how they express themselves.

Once you get to know the twins though, you can see through the persona that they put up, and they're a lot like night and day.

Hoodwink without Swindle is a little on the quieter, more introverted side, less likely to talk as much without him. He's patient, and a little more likely to be remorseful about tricking someone than his brother, a sweetheart at the end of the day who looks up to his older brother.

Swindle is cocky, full of himself, and gladly presents himself to be an asshole flirt who's ready to trick someone into practically giving their credits to him. Beneath all that though, you have a jaded clone who has a very limited amount of trust in others, who believes that in this galaxy it's solely him and his brother against everyone else.

Especially because he and Hoodwink were the only ones of their original batch that made it off of Kamino.

Those the pair do trust though are limited...they respect Bly enough to listen to him when he's being serious whenever he scolds them for getting in trouble, and they hold Aayla in very high regard because she treats them well.

Sources for references below:

#tulips fics #original characters #star wars OC #clone OC #OC: Dr. Waylon Vrand #OC: Dr. Cais Varru #OC: Delilah “Dee” Murphy #OC: Wrench Ward #OC: Sam Ward #OC: CT-1109 Commander Monroe #OC: CT-1402 Cupid #OC: CT-1713 Jinx #OC: CT-2130 Snitch #OC: CT-4900 Beans #OC: CT-8250 Nimrod #OC: CT-3880 Stretcher #OC: CT-7777 Swindle #OC: CT-7878 Hoodwink

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youreobsessedwithtoomanyfandoms · 2 years

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Revenge Of The Sith (Part 1)

Words: 8111

Warnings: language? typical Star Wars violence, the plot of ROTS (bc yes, that needs it's own warning)

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(THIS IS X READER I PROMISE IF YOU WANT THE NONE X READER VERSION THEN GO TO @imnotobsessedwfictionalcharacters)

So I have like...a million OC's. One of which I have with Anakin Skywalker. Recently (like a few months ago) I decided to rewrite Revenge of the Sith, but instead of Padme, it's my OC and it becomes an AU near the end bc Obi Wan is able to pull Anakin back to the light. So, I decided to rewrite it (AGAIN) to make it x reader. So yeah, here it is, I hope you enjoy

(Next Part)

*Que the Main Theme*

War! The Republic is crumbling under attacks by the ruthless Sith Lord, Count Dooku. There are heroes on both sides. Evil is everywhere. In a stunning move, the fiendish droid leader, General Grievous, has swept into the Republic capital and kidnapped Chancellor Palpatine, leader of the Galactic Senate.

As the Separatist Droid Army attempts to flee the besieged capital with their valuable hostage, two Jedi Knights lead a desperate mission to rescue the captive Chancellor....

Anakin sighed as he stared at the holophoto of Y/N. He missed her deeply. It had been about 6 months since he had last talked to her. He wished to go back to Coruscant. Go back and hold her in his arms again. He loved her more than anything and wanted nothing more than to see her. He clicked a button and his smile grew slightly more as it was a photo of her and Ahsoka. It was slightly old, which he could tell by what Ahsoka was wearing. He hated that outfit of hers. He felt like it made her something she wasn’t and left her too open to attacks.

He accidentally pressed something and a new image appeared. This one was not long after he and Y/N had married. It was even certain it may have been the same week. Some of her hair was pulled back into twin buns as the rest was down straight. The side of her eyes were crinkled and her mouth opened in a smile. She was midlaugh. Her hand though. Her hand was out reaching to him. He moved his hand out, trying to grab hers.

He jumped when he heard the hiss of the door opening. Quickly, he went and turned the holograms off and turned around. His eyes meeting the eyes of his former Masters. He gave Obi Wan the typical smile he had the past 3 years. It was different from the one he used to, but neither of them acknowledged it. Neither wanted to delve into that topic as both knew one, if not both, of them would end up saying things that they never did, and never dared, to say to the other.

Obi Wan coughed, “We’re as close to Grievous’s ship as anyone wants to get. They’re having us go and deploy our starfighters.”

Anakin nodded, “Of course Master.”

Obi Wan gave him a look that Anakin knew. Obi Wan was never a huge fan of Anakin calling him master. Especially considering his past. And now that Anakin was no longer his Padawan, he felt a lesser need for him to be called that by Anakin.

But neither said a word as he left the room. Obi Wan stayed for a moment and surveyed the room. He knew why Anakin was here and why he was so quick in his movements. He just never understood why he was never told. Sure, it was against the code, but Anakin had never let it get in the way of being a Jedi. And Obi Wan respected him for that. For he knew that if he and Satine had continued their secret love affair, they wouldn’t have been able to hide it as well as the two of them could. Even if they could possibly hide it better.

Away on Coruscant, Y/N stood on her balcony. A hand was over her mouth and under her nose. Another on her stomach. She stared out into the busy streets of the city. In the distance she could see the Jedi Temple. She sighed and pushed her hair away from her face. She wasn’t sure how she was to tell Anakin. Never had they had a conversation about this before. Mostly because she was pretty sure they both thought it would never happen. But of course with their luck it had to. And it had to happen during a war and at a high point with neither side being at a lead. But she had a bad feeling that something bad was about to happen and somehow Anakin was going to get mixed into it all.

She looked down at the hand on her stomach. She felt bad. But this was the first time since before she found out that they had talked! Nearly 6 months had passed! Although it was getting harder, she had been clever enough to make sure no news outlets knew. Maker knows what they would say.

‘Former Deadly Assassin, Hitwoman, and Bounty Hunter Y/N Y/L/N Pregnant! Theories On Who The Father Is On Page 7!’

She rolled her eyes as she thought of one of the possible titles. She found it stupid. Why couldn’t people just simply ignore these things? She shook her head as she walked back into her living room. She sighed, she mostly didn’t want any news to pick up on it for the fear that what if Anakin found out through that and not through her. She would feel horrible if that happened.

But she shook her head again and decided to distract herself. Afterall, this time next week she could easily be in Anakin’s arms again. Something she had missed immensely these past months.

Anakin flew through space, trying to get inside General Grievous’s ship. Obi Wan flew next to him. Clones were all around. And in this moment he wished that he had asked at least Jesse to stay with him instead of going with Ahsoka.

He looked down at the translator as he heard R2 beep. He nodded, “Lock onto him, R2.” His droid beeped again, “Master, General Grievous’s ship is directly ahead, the one crawling with Vulture Droids.” Maker did he hate Vulture Droids. Not because they were difficult. No. It was because they were annoying.

“Oh, I see it. Oh, this is going to be easy.”

Anakin wasn’t sure if he was serious or sarcastic, but he didn’t care much as he just wanted to get this over with. He missed sleeping in a warm bed. And he especially missed holding Y/N in his arms.

He smirked as he noticed the clones coming up behind them. And for some reason, he just said the first thing that came to his mind. “This is where the fun begins.”

He practically felt the eyeroll that was sure to have come from Obi Wan before he spoke, “Let them pass between us.”

They both began to fly and avoid getting hit. Unfortunately he couldn’t say the same for the Clones. Which is why when he heard that the vulture droids were all over Oddball, he wanted to help. He began to turn his fighter, “I’m going to go help them out.”

But he stopped when he heard Obi Wan, “No. No, they are doing their job so we can do ours.”

As much as he didn’t want to listen. He knew he had to. And he was thankful that he did as he saw the missiles coming towards them. “Missiles. Pull up.”

The missiles missed them, “They overshot us!”

Anakin shook his head, “They’re turning around.” Maker did he hate these types of missiles. He began to click some of his buttons and spoke to R2. “Surge all power units, R2. Stand by reverse thrusters.” He smiled as he felt himself spinning. This was his favorite thing to do. Reckless things that could get him in a lot of trouble if they went wrong. But, when he heard the two missiles crashing into one another he gave a small chuckle, “We got ‘em R2.”

He began to fly in order to find Obi Wan. And of course when he did, Obi Wan happened to be in trouble.

“I’m hit. Anakin?”

He rolled his eyes slightly. He always was saving him. “I see them. Buzz Droids.” They were always annoying. Taking apart your ship. He saw the red top of R4 and he grimaced. That poor droid.

“They’re shutting down all the controls.”

Anakin looked quickly, “Move to the right so I can get a clear shot at them.”

Obi Wan stopped him, “The mission. Get to the command ship. Get the Chancellor. I’m running out of tricks here.” Anakin ignored Obi Wan. There was no he was going to leave him there. He hit a few droids and held back a laugh as he heard Obi Wan groan and say “Oh for the love of--!” They moved around more and Obi Wan continued with, “Hold your fire! You’re not helping here.”

Anakin agreed, “I agree. Bad idea.”

“I can’t see a thing. My cockpit’s fogging.” Anakin looked and moved his fighter closer, “There all over me. Anakin!”

He saw an opening, but it would only be plausible if Obi Wan moved to the right. “Move to the right.”

And he should’ve known what the response would be before he said his statement. “Hold on, Anakin. You’re going to get us both killed. Get out of here. There’s nothing more you can do.”

Anakin shook his head, “I’m not leaving without you master.” One of the Buzz Droids jumped onto his ship next to R2. “Get him, R2.” As R2 was busy electrifying the droid, he remembered he needed to remind his droid to not get killed in a subtle way. “Watch out.”

“R2, hit the Buzz Droid’s center eye.”

When R2 did it, Anakin gave him a small smile, “Yeah, you got him!”

“Gret, R2.” And even though he was hiding it, Anakin could hear the proudness in Obi Wan’s voice. Which made him happy.

The two of them continued forward and he saw that Grievous’s ship was ahead and decided to tell Obi Wan. “The general’s command ship is dead ahead.”

R2 let out a scream and Obi Wan’s response was basically what his droid had just said. “Well, have you noticed the shields are still up?!”

All that ran through his mind was ‘shit’. “Sorry, Master.” He flipped his fighter over Obi Wan and shot the shields down.

But of course with their luck there was an emergency door that was shutting. And in all honesty, he fully agreed with Obi Wan’s statement, but he really didn’t care as whenever this happened, they always ended up alive and with a new memory. “Oh I have a bad feeling about this.”

The two of them barely made it in. Of course Obi Wan took a page out of Anakin’s book and leapt out of his fighter while Anakin took a page out of Obi Wan’s and waited for him to slow some before unbuckling and carefully leaping out. He quickly joined Obi Wan in defending themselves against the Battle Droids. And soon found them back to back.

“R2! Locate the Chancellor.” R2 wheeled away as the two Jedi quickly finished the Droids off. Once so, they walked over to the R2 unit, who was now showing the location of the Chancellor’s signal. “The Chancellor’s signal is coming from right there-” Obi Wan pointed to where the signal was, “The observation platform at the top of that spire.”

Anakin looked around, “I sense Count Dooku.”

Obi Wan joined him, “I sense a trap.”

Anakin looked over at Obi Wan, “Next move?”

Obi Wan looked over with a smile, “Spring the trap.”

R2 began to whistle at them and the two Jedi turned to him. “R2, go back. I need you to stay with the ship.” Anakin knew his droid wouldn’t like it, but he was their best chance of getting off of the ship alive if anything bad happened.

“Here,” Obi Wan took his communicator out of his pocket, “Take this and wait for orders.” He tossed the communicator to R2 and they walked away.

They walked down the hall and both were surprised to see Shaak Ti sitting in front of Grievous. Neither of them had known she had been taken off of Kamino. “Shaak Ti.”

She slowly lifted her head as the two of them got closer, “I’m sorry, Master Kenobi. I failed.”

“Ah. General Kenobi. We’ve been waiting for you.” Anakin looked Grievous up and down. He was much...shorter than how Snips had described him. “Stinking Jedi.”

Both Jedi quickly ignited their sabers as Grievous struck one of his into Shaak Ti. Killing her. But as they heard the ‘Roger’ coming from around, they knew it was too risky to use them. At least in that way.

“That was a bad-”

“Mistake.”

They both held back a smirk after Obi Wan finished Anakin’s sentence. They both knew that at some point, years from now, they were going to make fun of how Grievous coughed every-other-sentence, but now was not the time. “A tragic ending of a gallant warrior, no doubt.”

Anakin lightly rubbed the side of his chin with his finger. He knew that it would probably get shot down, but he had to try. “Hmm. Rescue, Anakin. Not mayham.”

“I look forward to adding your lightsabers to my collection.”

Then he moved his finger around his lips and lightly flicked his nose. “No, no, no, no.”

Anakin was getting slightly annoyed and looked away from Obi Wan. “This is no time to argue, Master.”

“Might I recommend-”

Obi Wan twisted his mustache and Anakin knew it would be too risky, “Far too many of them for that.”

Obi Wan hummed as Anakin lightly scratched his eyebrow and he and Obi Wan finally agreed. “Oh, yes. All right.” They both relit their lightsabers and turned to cut a circle below them. They both fell into the water with a splash. They placed their lightsabers away as they began to walk through the, most likely, electrical water. “The slightest charge will blast us into oblivion.”

And then Anakin pointed out the obvious, “That’s why they’ve stopped shooting.”

“Thank you General Obvious.”

Anakin rolled his eyes as they continued to walk through the water. “Well, we’re safe for the time being.”

Obi Wan held back a laugh, “Your idea of safe is not the same as mine.”

“Well, when you work with the 501st, your perceptions change.”

“Huh, and I wonder who made the 501st be the way they are.”

“And I wonder who made their General the way he is? Perhaps it was his Master who while obeying the rules also breaks all the rules at the same time.”

“Now is not the time for teasing, Anakin.”

Anakin just shrugged, “You started it, Master. You started it.”

At one point some B2 droids began to follow them, and as they were followed, the water began to go higher and they both knew that they were going to need to get out. Anakin found a hatch and went to open it. He laughed. It was too easy. They both climbed out and began to climb up the wall of what appeared to be a service vent. Anakin quickly found another way out when he saw the control panel on the side. He pressed a button and the small, circular door opened. He and Obi Wan crawled through the small space as quickly as possible. The second he saw the button to open the other door at the end, he was quick to press it and get out. If he hadn't grabbed onto the wall, he would have fallen, but that was not something he would admit to Obi Wan. And speaking of Obi Wan. Once he was out as well, Anakin quickly closed the door and used his saber to seal it shut.

“The blast will break the hull. This line’s pressurized.”

Obi Wan was skeptical. “Anakin, you still have much to learn. That’ll never hold.” Anakin gave him an ‘are you sure about that?’ look. And the minute that they heard the blast, all that happened was the wall was pushed out some. But it still held. Anakin gave Obi Wan an ‘I told you so’ look and Obi Wan gave him an ‘okay then’ look and gesture. “All right. I still have much to learn. Let’s go.”

They walked down the halls of the ship that had a similar build as the Republic ships. When they neared the elevators, Anakin grabbed his communicator and pressed the button that went to Obi Wan’s communicator that was on R2. “R2, where are they holding the Chancellor?” They heard his beeps of replies but the communicator didn’t translate it to text. “No text?” He hit it against his hand but still only heard R2’s beeps, “It’s broken.” He looked at Obi Wan, deciding to play with him some, “Can you understand him?”

And he assumed that Obi Wan was in the mood to be around some too as he responded, “I’m not a protocol droid.”

He nodded, “I’m pretty sure that beep,” And he somehow imitated a beep, “Is ‘down’.”

Obi Wan tilted his head up, “I sense Count Dooku is above us.”

Anakin held back a laugh as he nodded, “Oh, yes, yes, yes. You’re right. Beep,” And somehow again imitated the beep, “Is ‘up’,” Obi Wan nodded and moved slightly so, just to tease him, Anakin added, “I think.” But once he received the ‘really’ look from Obi Wan he just nodded. “Anyway, I agree. Up it is.”

And as soon as their backs were turned, Destroyers appeared. He turned around to see them, telling Obi Wan too. “Destroyers.”

They both pulled out their lightsabers and Obi Wan walked back slightly to press the elevator button. “Never an elevator when you need one.”

Eventually the elevator doors opened and the two walked into the elevator backwards. After it began to go up and they thought they were safe, they both sighed as they heard the Battle Droid behind them. “Drop your weapons.” They gave each other a ‘not these guys again’ look and took out their lightsabers and quickly dealt with them. Anakin didn’t see Obi Wan’s smirk or else he would’ve expected the next word from his old Master’s mouth. “Roger.”

Anakin internally laughed and repeated him, “Roger.” It was funny as the two of them did this all the time before the Clone War and during the beginning of them. But as they both turned to face the elevator doors, they let out small chuckles.

Of course nothing was ever easy with them as they felt a jerk and the elevator stopped. Obi Wan looked at Anakin, who had also turned to look at Obi Wan. “Did you press the button?”

“No, did you?”

“No.”

Anakin smirked, “Well, not to worry Master. We simply take another elevator.” Anakin pressed the button for the elevator doors to reopen. But of course when they did, Battle Droids were waiting for them. Anakin groaned as he said, “Bad idea.” And pressed the button to close the doors again. Once they were, Anakin looked up at the ceiling, “Well, there’s more than one way out of here.”

He assumed Obi Wan didn’t see him or just didn’t want to get upset as he only said, “We don’t want to get out. We want to get out.” He brought the communicator up, “R2, activate elevator 31174.” After a moment when R2 didn’t answer he spoke again, “Come in, R2.” Once again there was nothing “R2, do you copy?” And at this point Obi Wan was getting impatient, “R2, activate the elevator number, 31174.” He sighed, “Activate the elevator 31174. R2 we--” He stopped mid-sentence and fell back slightly as the ceiling of the elevator fell. And as Anakin jumped up, Obi Wan rolled his eyes and sighed, “Always on the move.” He rolled his eyes again and back to the comlink. “R2, switch on the comlink. R2, can you hear me? R2?” After a moment he felt himself jolting down and it took him a few moments to gather his composure as he stood up. But immediately he realized they were going in the wrong direction. “Stop.” He brought the comlink to his lips, “Stop. R2, we need to be going up. R2, do you copy?” After a few more moments of silence, he spoke again, “R2, do you hear me? We need to be going up, not down.” And it seemed as if the droid heard him as he was jolted again and the Elevator quickly went up. He got up just as fast and spoke into the comlink again, “Now, that’s better.” Obi Wan quickly turned around and ignited his lightsaber when he heard a thump from behind him. That was, until he realized that it was just Anakin, “Oh, it’s you.”

“What was that all about?”

For a quick second he thought about making a joke, but decided against it as he could tell Anakin was already in an annoyed mood. “Well, R2 has been-”

“Uh, no loose wire jokes.”

Obi Wan faked offense, “Did I say anything?”

“He’s trying.”

“I didn’t say anything!”

Once their banter ended, the doors opened and they walked out into a conference-like room. Chancellor Palpatine was up front, cuffed to the seat he was in. They walked down the steps and to him.

Obi Wan was cordial and bent down slightly, “Chancellor.”

Anakin didn’t do the same and so he stayed standing straight. “Are you alright?”

“Count Dooku.” Both turned around as in fact saw Dooku and two B2 droids walking in.

Obi Wan, still upset over Anakin ignoring him back on Geonosis and effectively getting his arm cut off, only said one thing to Anakin. “This time we will do it together.”

Anakin, who really didn’t want to lose his other arm, walked around Obi Wan and agreed. “I was about to say that.”

Anakin held back a smirk as Dooku flipped down to them and grabbed his lightsaber. That was one of the exact things that Obi Wan would typically laugh and call ‘flashy’. “Get help. You’re no match for him. He’s a Sith lord.”

Now was when Anakin smirked and Obi Wan turned to Palpatine and gave him an amused smile, “Chancellor Palpatine, Sith lords are our speciality.”

Both shrugged off their cloaks (and Anakin wouldn’t admit it but he only did it because Obi Wan did) and grabbed their lightsabers. “Your swords, please.” Dooku walked closer to them. “We don’t want to make a mess of things in front of the Chancellor.”

Anakin and Obi Wan, with Obi Wan leading, walked over to Dooku, “You won’t get away this time, Dooku.” Anakin held back a laugh at Obi Wan’s statement. Every time they went against Dooku, or knew they were going to, he said it.

Obi Wan ignited his lightsaber and Anakin was quick to follow. They waited till Dooku did the same to start attacking him. It was two against one. One would think it would be easy. But no. It wasn’t. Nothing ever was with Dooku.

“I’ve been looking forward to this.”

Anakin held back a smirk. “MY powers have doubled since the last time we met, Count.”

“Good.” Dooku gave a sinister smile, “Twice the pride, double the fall.”

They both back to attack him again. And when Dooku pushed Obi Wan away, Anakin got pissed. Only he was able to randomly push Obi Wan away with the Force in a fight. Anakin continued to fight him alone, until Obi Wan came up from behind and went to attack Dooku. This time Anakin got pushed back and Obi Wan was lifted into the air, feeling as if he was being choked. Just before he was flung to the other side. His back collided with a rail and he fell to the ground. Unconscious. Just as Anakin had thought before, only he could randomly do things like that to Obi Wan. But then he was very angry when he saw Dooku pull the platform down, causing it to land on Obi Wan. But he also noticed that Dooku allowed himself to be distracted, so Anakin went and kicked him off the side of the railing they were at. He was quick to jump down with him and continue the fight

At one point, Anakin was using his strength in order to keep Dooku’s saber from colliding into him. “I sense great fear in you, Skywalker.” Anakin gave Dooku an angry look. What did he know about Anakin’s feelings? And what did Anakin have to fear for? Nothing. He didn’t fear anything at this point. “You have hate. You have anger. But you don’t use them.”

Anakin was having enough, careful was he, as he allowed his tiny bit of anger fuel him. He wanted this fight over. And soon. He fiercely wanted to make sure Obi Wan was safe. And he wanted to go back home to Y/N. He pushed Dooku back and began to attack him. He was more aggressive with his blows this time. He was quick as he got Dooku practically tied up, and as a sort of payback for cutting off his right arm, Anakin chopped off both of Dooku’s hands. He wouldn’t deny, Dooku’s reaction was kind of priceless. Anakin was quick to grab Dooku's saber as it flew in the air. Dooku fell to his knees and Anakin created an ‘x’ in front of Dooku’s head.

“Good, Anakin. Good.” He heard Palpatine say, almost amused and delighted. He glanced over to the Chancellor and then back to Dooku. “Kill him.” He saw as Dooku looked over to Palpatine in horror. And Anakin hated to admit it, but he understood why Dooku had the look he did. He understood it. “Kill him now.”

Dooku looked at Anakin. And for the first time, Anakin saw fear in his eyes. But Anakin was conflicted. Break the code and kill Dooku or stay true to the code and ignore the Chancellor by just arresting him. He knew that Dooki would go willingly this time. “I shouldn’t.”

“Do it.”

And he saw Dooku's face. It was one that you would make if you recognized something. But Anakin chose to ignore it. He chose to ignore his inner feelings and was quick as he used the two sabers and cut off Dooku’s head. He knew it would come to haunt him eventually, but he chose to leave it for a problem for future him.

“You did well, Anakin.” He slowly turned to Palpatine. “He was too dangerous to be kept alive.”

He walked over to the Chancellor and used the Force to unlock the cuffs. “Yes, but he was an unarmed prisoner. I shouldn’t have done that. It’s not the Jedi way.”

Plaptine stood, “It is only natural. He cut off your arm, and you wanted revenge.” Yes. He did. But revenge was not the Jedi way either. “It wasn’t the first time, Anakin.” He looked at him confused, “Remember what you told me about your mother and the Sand People?” Tusken Raiders, he mentally corrected him. But Anakin also heard their screams of agony in his head when the Chancellor mentioned them. “Now we must leave before more security droids arrive.” But instead of completely following Palpatine, Anakin quickly ran over to Obi Wan and began to get him out from under the platform. “Anakin, there's no time. We must get off this ship before it’s too late.”

Anakin flipped Obi Wan and did a quick check. He was alright, overall. He looked up at the Chancellor, “He seems to be all right.”

“Leave him, or we’ll never make it.”

Anakin ignored Palpatine. He'd rather not make it than leave Obi Wan to die alone. Especially when there was a chance he could save him. And he knew Obi Wan would do the same. “His fate will be the same as ours.” He lifted Obi Wan into his arms and carried him on his shoulders. They made it to the elevators and no matter what button they pressed, how hard, or how many times they did. Nothing happened. “R2,” He lifted the comlink to his mouth, “Activate elevator 3224.”

They jolted forward and grabbed onto the, now opened, elevator door. Anakin knew that the elevator wouldn’t be there and that they would have to run down the shaft. He just hoped that the ship wouldn’t go upright as they were doing this. Because that would be a catastrophe. As they were running, he felt himself begin to slip and tried not to make any noise as he felt the ship leveling out. As they slid down, he felt the Chancellor grab onto his leg. He was secretly happy it happened as then he was able to grab onto a wire and not worry about him.

Of course this had to be when Obi Wan awoke. And as he did, he gripped onto Anakin. Tightly. Slightly annoyed with his friend, Anakin spoke, “Easy. we’re in a bit of a situation here.”

“Did I miss something?”

Anakin resisted rolling his eyes. Always the clever one, Obi Wan was. “Just hold on.”

“What is that?”

Anakin looked up in fear as he heard the elevator coming down. He was quick to grab the comlink and talk to R2. “R2. R2, shut down the elevator.”

He knew it was too late. As did Obi Wan. “Too late. Jump!” He let go of the wire as Obi Wan let go of him. They both grabbed their graphing hooks and tossed them to hook onto a beam, the moment they did, they used the momentum and swung into the open elevator door. They all groaned as they got up from the ground. “Let’s see if we can find something in the hangar bay that’s still flyable.”

They all stood and Anakin brought the comlink back up, “R2, get down here.” When his droid didn’t answer, he sighed, “R2, do you copy?” Obi Wan gave Anakin a ‘see what I mean’ look when R2 didn’t respond. This time Anakin did roll his eyes and they began to walk down the hall. Of course the moment they did, shields were activated. Locking them there. “Ray shields.”

Obi Wan looked around, “What a minute. How did this happen? We’re smarter than this.”

Anakin agreed. Typically they wouldn’t allow themselves to do this. Not see where ray shields could come out. Or not even think about ray shields at all. But Anakin, still in a sour mood, replied, “Apparently not.” And for what seemed like the first time in his life, he suggested something that Obi Wan thought was crazy when he usually agreed with it. “I say patience.”

Obi Wan held back a laugh, “Patience?” He crossed his arms, basically telling Anakin to explain why he said that.

“Yes. R2 will be along in a few moments and then...he’ll release the ray shields.”

Obi Wan and Anakin both knew that he made it up on the spot. But before Obi Wan could argue, they heard the door open. And surprisingly, Anakin’s dramatically chaotic droid came screaming in. Anakin tried not to groan when R2 slammed into the wall. He knew that he was going to get an earful from the droid himself about this moment.

He turned to Obi Wan, “See? No problem.” And of course when he said that, a bunch of droids came out and Anakin tried not to say anything when one kicked R2.

Obi Wan looked at him, sort of amused but mostly annoyed, “Do you have a plan “B”?”

No. No he did not.

So now here they were walking into the control panel, face to face with Grievous again. “Ah, yes. The negotiator.” Anakin smirked as they walked past. “General Kenobi. We’ve been waiting for you.” A droid pushed past Obi Wan, “That wasn’t much of a rescue. And-” He stopped mid-sentence to cough and Anakin continued to hold back an amused face. Seriously. He had imagined this guy to be so much larger than he actually was. Snips said he was like 10 feet or something. He mentally laughed. Maybe it was because she was so short. “Anakin Skywalker. I was expecting someone with your reputation to be a little...older.”

Okay. That did it. Anakin was annoyed by that. Everyone thought he would be older. No. He was 22...wait maybe 23 now...he really didn’t know what day it was, but anyways, he was 22 or 23 years old! Someone his age could do everything he has! You don’t have to be older for it. He gave a disgusted look for a moment as Grievous wheezed right in his face. But his amused and annoyed look came back almost immediately. “General Grievous.” He smirked, “You’re shorter than I expected.”

“Jedi scum.”

Obi Wan looked at him, knowing exactly why he said it. And exactly what he meant by it. “We have a job to do, Anakin. Try not to upset him.”

Anakin just shrugged and ignored Obi Wan’s comment. Mostly listening to R2’s beeping. Grievous held their sabers in his hands, “Your lightsabers will make a fine addition to my collection.”

“Not this time.” Anakin raised an eyebrow at Obi Wan’s comment, “And this time, you won’t escape.” And Obi Wan just jinxed it. Anakin just knew it. Grievous was going to escape. Again.

But, he also knew what Obi Wan was doing, so he signaled his droid. “R2.” His droid looked as if he was self-destructing, but Obi Wan and Anakin knew better. Obi Wan turned and called for his saber and he cut his cuffs off and did the same to Anakin’s. Once free, Anakin pulled his saber to him and ignited it as well.

He and Obi Wan attacked their droids around them. Of course since he was closest to the Chancellor, he made sure he was safe before heading back in to deal with Grievous. And of course, just as Anakin had suspected, Obi Wan jinxed them and Grievous got away by busting the window open.

They killed more droids as they and those from the Trade Federation ran out. Stopping once they heard a loud beeping. “All the escape pods have been launched.” Both knew it was Grievous’s work and that he had escaped. Again.

“Grievous.” Obi Wan and Anakin turned their attention to the large control panels. “Can you fly a cruiser like this?”

He let out an exasperated breath and he sat in the pilot's chair, “You mean, do I know how to land what’s left of this thing?”

Obi Wan sat down next to him, “Well?”

He began to press the buttons that he knew had to be adjusted, “Well, under the circumstances, I’d say the ability to pilot this thing is irrelevant.” Considering it was literally falling apart and crashing into Coursacant’s atmosphere.” He looked at Obi Wan, “Strap yourselves in.” He looked around and saw what all was lit up and said to be damaged. They were lucky that it only took him a few moments to understand how to fly something. “Open all hatches. Extend all flaps and drag fins.” He watched carefully as Obi Wan did as he asked. He tried to ignore the pain in his ribs as they slammed forward. He knew that something bad had happened. He ignored R2’s beep that sounded a lot like ‘uh-oh’ and turned to Obi Wan, “We lost something.”

Obi Wan looked and saw exactly what the problem was. He turned back to Anakin, “Not to worry. We are still flying half a ship.” Both of them hoped that the back half would burn up and not cause any damage to the planet below.

Apparently the back half was helping them stay slowish, but now that it was gone? That was a whole ‘nother thing. “Now we’re really picking up speed.”

“Eight plus 60. We’re in the atmosphere.”

Anakin gave a quick nod and pointed to a lever, “Grab that. Keep us level.”

He was trying to keep this to be as much of a control crash as he could. The less damage he caused, the better. Of course his droid constantly beeping in annoyance was causing him to be a little freaked and lose his focus. “Easy, R2.”

“5000. Fire ships on the left and the right.”

“We’ll take you in.”

“Copy that.” More beeping happened that they chose to ignore and Obi Wan pointed ahead, “Landing strip, straight ahead.”

Anakin shook his head, “We’re coming in too hot.” Literally. It wasn’t a joke like usual. He did as much as he could to help control the landing and break as little as possible. And when they hit the watchtower, he just hoped that nobody was in it. Once they had stopped, Anakin let out a sigh of relief.

Obi Wan pushed his hair back and looked between Anakin and the Chancellor, “Another happy ending.” Anakin rolled his eyes at Obi Wan’s comment and got ready to leave the ship.

When Y/N got the news that the Chancellor had been saved and that the Jedi had returned thanks to Padmé, she followed the Senator to where they were going to meet the Chancellor. She stood behind a pillar, hidden from view, as she waited. She heard Anakin talking with Padmé and Bail as they walked through the hall. She bit her lip lightly as she noticed Anakin glancing over at her. She hadn’t really thought this through. How she was going to tell him. But then, she was also happy. Happy that Anakin was safe and alive and in her eyesight.

He and the two Senators’ stopped and she heard Anakin excuse himself. Padmé glanced at her with a knowing look and Y/N returned her look with a ‘shut the hell up’ look.

But as Anakin came jogging over to her, her smile returned. As soon as they were arms length of each other, he grabbed her and pulled her in. Once he knew she was secure in his arms, he lifted her up and spun her around. Once he sat her down, she immediately pulled his face to kiss him. When they pulled away she pulled him into a hug, “Oh, Anakin.”

He sighed and melted into her embrace, “I’ve missed you, Y/N.”

She pulled away slightly, “There were whispers that you’d been killed.”

He smiled softly, he moved a hand and held the back of her head. “I’m all right.” He sat his forehead on hers. “It feels like we’ve been apart for a lifetime.” And while it was probably one of the more annoying and taxing missions he’s had to do the past few months, he wouldn’t deny it. The Chancellor getting taken was a blessing in disguise, “And it might have been, if the Chancellor hadn’t been kidnapped, I don’t think they would have ever brought us back from the Outer Rim sieges.”

He leaned in to kiss her again, but this time more passionately. She stopped him, “Wait. Please, not here.”

He tried his best to hide his hurt as he responded, “Yes here. I-I’m tired of all this deception. I don’t care if they know we’re married.”

“Anakin, I’m not sure you mean that.”

That wasn’t what she meant to say, but somehow, somehow he knew what she meant in some way. So he gave her a soft nod and pulled her into a soft hug. But he pulled away quicker than he had anticipated as he felt the fear in her body. He kept his hands on her arms as he ran his hands up and down them softly. “Are you alright? You’re practically trembling. What’s going on?”

She gulped slightly, “Ani, I found out some...crazy and exciting news not long after you left.”

He tilted his head to the side, “What is it?”

She let out a shaky breath, “Ani...I’m pregnant.”

He looked at her in amazement. The smile breaking out onto his face caused her nerves to wash away. He looked down as he spoke, as if he had noticed her bump that was hidden under the layers of clothes she had on to hide it. “That’s--” He stopped mid-sentence, causing her nerves to rise again. Even when she knew it was because he was searching for the right words to say. “Well, that’s won-that’s wonderful.”

“I want you to know that I wanted to tell you the moment I found out, but I was scared to make you be distracted.” She stopped and looked him in the eyes, asking a question that had plagued her thoughts since she had learned of her pregnancy, “Ani, what are we going to do?”

His smile grew and he shook his head softly, “We’re not gonna worry about anything right now. All right?” She nodded, “This is a happy moment. The happiest of my life I would even say.” She smiled and closed the gap that was continuously getting smaller between them with her lips.

But even that had to end. He eventually pulled away and said, “I need to get back to the Senator’s and deal with the Politics that Obi Wan is avoiding.”

She laughed lightly, “I’ll head back to our place. Will I see you there tonight? Or must you sleep in the Temple and I just watch the Temple from afar?”

He laughed softly, “I will be able to stay with you. You know I always am able to sneak out of the Temple.”

She nodded and kissed his nose, “Go be the hero Jedi that I know you are, Ani.”

He kissed her temple, “I love you more than anything. I hope that you know that.”

She nodded as he began to walk away. Of course she knew. How wouldn’t she? And she knew that he would do anything for her. Neither of them knew just how far he would end up going in order for her to be safe.

The sun had already almost set by the time Anakin got home. She smiled as she felt his arms wrap around her. She turned to them and smiled at him, “Hey.”

He leaned down and kissed her forehead, “Hey.”

“It was so much fun knowing you were here on Coruscant but not here with me.”

He laughed lightly, “I’m sorry my love.”

“It’s alright.” She sighed, “I heard about Ahsoka.”

He was surprised, “How?”

“Padmé found out. Now don’t ask me how she did. I stopped questioning how she found things out a long time ago.” She moved some of his hair away from his face, “When were you going to tell me?” He thought for a second. He actually hadn’t thought about when he was going to tell her. And as if she could read his mind, she let out a surprised gasp, “You hadn’t even thought of that! Let me guess, you were going to tell me after she left again?”

“No, I would never do that. I would’ve told you once I knew she was on her way back to Coruscant.”

“Why is she going after Maul? She doesn’t even have her lightsabers. Ani.”

He smirked, “So, I may have taken them, repaired them, and had them with me at all times in case I ran into her so she could have them back.”

She let out an amused laugh, “Really?”

He shrugged, “I was always being optimistic with her maybe coming back.”

She smiled sadly, “Do you really think that will happen?”

“I...I hope it will. Or at least she’ll stay on Coruscant. Or stay in touch. I don’t want to lose her again.”

Y/N kissed his lips softly, “I know. It killed me to see you after she left. It was like a part of you died.”

“She’s my sister practically. Just as Obi Wan is practically my brother. I could never lose either of them. Losing them is losing a part of me.”

She gave him another sad smile, “Well, I know you’ll never lose Obi Wan. No matter what stupid thing you do. No matter how much you betray him. He’ll always forgive you. As you will him.”

“Why’re we like this?”

“Like what?”

“Talking sadly. We should be happy.”

“We should?”

He nodded, “After 6 months we’re finally together again and we’re going to be parents.”

Her smile changed to a happy one, “We should be happy, shouldn’t we?”

The sun had gone down and if it wasn’t for the bright lights of Coruscant, it would probably be pitch black. Anakin was leaning against a wall as he stared at Y/N brushing her hair on the balcony. “Ani, what if we had our baby on Naboo? We have so many fond memories there. Padmé has said that the lake country is reclusive and no one could know. We could be safe there.” She turned to him, “She said that she’s heading back soon and that I could go with her. She has a place where we could stay and I could fix up the baby’s room.”

He gave her a soft smile, “Padmé surely knows everything, doesn’t she?”

“She’s helped us so much before. I am very grateful for her.”

He nodded, “So am I.” They were quiet for a moment until he spoke again, “You are so...beautiful.”

She smiled softly and turned to him, “Am I?”

He walked over to her and placed his hands on her shoulders, “Of course you are. Why else would I love you?”

She gave him a soft laugh, “So you’re only in love with me for my looks?”

He laughed lightly, “No, that’s not what I meant.”

She looked at him with fond eyes, “I know.”

“Come on, let’s go to bed.”

“As long as you change out of your Jedi attire.”

He let out a soft, genuine laugh, “Alright, alright. I will.”

“Then yes, let’s go to bed.”

There was a baby crying and Y/N was yelling out for help. “Anakin, help me!” Tears were streaming down her face as she screamed.

Anakin shot up, panting. He felt his hair sticking to his forehead and neck with sweat. He looked over at Y/N, who was still sleeping soundly. He let out a shaky breath as he sat on the side of the bed and laid his head in his hands. After a second, he lifted his head up. Grabbing his shirt he got off of the bed and walked out of the room.

And as if she felt his presence fully gone. Y/N groggily sat up and looked around. Her eyes fell on him as she saw him walk out of the room and down the hall. She got out of bed and went to follow him. She found him in the sitting area, just staring off to nothing. She walked over to him and played with the ends of his hair, “What’s bothering you?”

He looked at her and sighed, “Nothing.” He noticed the necklace around her neck and looked at it. It was the one he made her not long after their first meeting. “I remember when I gave this to you.”

They both knew that he was changing the subject. And she didn't want him to do it this time. She knew that he did need to talk about what was wrong. Her hand fell to her side and she let out a sigh this time. “Are we just going to go around in circles with me knowing something is bothering you, you saying it’s nothing, change the subject, and me knowing you’re lying and not wanting to give up until you tell me?” He said nothing, “Ani, please.” Her voice was soft, “You promised me that you would talk about how you felt more.”

He let out another sigh and looked away from her, “It was another dream.”

“Nightmare?”

He nodded, “Just like they were with my mother, right before she died.”

She grew both more curious and concerned, “And? What was it about?”

He looked at her, “And it was about you.”

He moved some of his hair, “Do you want to tell me what else?”

He looked away, “It was only a dream.” He got up and walked a few feet away from her before turning back around. Knowing he would need to tell her eventually. “You...you die in childbirth.”

“Oh.” Her hand instinctively went to her stomach, “And…”

She trailed off but he knew what she was meaning, “I have no idea about the baby. Just...just you.”

She walked towards him, “It was just a dream. This one. I promise you.”

His hands laid on her arms, “I won’t allow this one to become real Y/N. I can’t...I can’t lose you.”

She leaned up and kissed him softly, “I know you won’t.” She let out a soft sigh, “This...this baby...it will change our lives. Maybe for good and maybe for bad. I doubt anyone will let me take any more bounty’s. And if the council learns of you being the father...you’ll be expelled.”

“I know. But that is a risk I have always been willingly to take for you.”

She bit her lip, “What if...what if we told Obi Wan? You mentioned earlier, he’s your brother in all but blood. Maybe he would help us.”

He shook his head, “No. We don’t need his help.” She nodded and let him pull her into his hold.

#anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker imagine #star wars #star wars x reader #star wards imagine #the clone wars #revenge of the sith #x reader #imagine

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wtfuture2 · 1 year

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some silly reject doodles..........."realitsic" matt, scribble tom, and 2 tomatos

#eddsworld #realistic matt #scribble tom #tomato #tomatoredd #enjoy the psych ward fits #evilstash21 #rejects #clones

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voidartisan · 1 year

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Yet ANOTHER addition to my modern au where Leia brings Han home and Anakin is very upset and overprotective and Leia is not having it and of course bc they’re skywalkers they have a huge argument in front of everyone that goes something like this:

Anakin: WHY DON’T YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH OBI-WAN?!?! HE DOESN’T LIKE THIS EITHER!!!!

Leia: BECAUSE UNCLE BEN DOESN’T HAVE A PROBLEM WITH ME DATING, HE JUST HAS A PROBLEM WITH ME DATING HAN!!!!

Anakin: THAT’S NOT TRUE

Literally everyone in the room, including Obi-Wan and Han: Yes it is

#Satine is sitting on the couch in the next room rubbing her temples and trying to ward off an incoming headache #Luke is sitting in gay silence eating popcorn and refusing to take sides #much to Han’s betrayal #Korkie and Ahsoka are vaguely amused #Padme is not #Cody and Rex are staying out of this thank you very much #star wars #sw #the clone wars #tcw #modern au #tcw modern au #i can’t remember how I tagged my other modern au posts

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