#Jean got him looking like palpatine

[kidnovaseeghosts]

This still has me laughing. I just know that Sinister was more devastated at the lost of his flat top over his stolen abilities being ripped away😂

[phoeebsbuffay]

Imagine you meet Obi-Wan Kenobi at Adele’s concert. What happens next?

Warnings 1: it’s light story, very fluffy. I wish it was better written but got affected with a writer’s block so apologizes in advance for any inconvenience… though it may not be my best, decided to write it anyway because I enjoyed the process so why not right.

Warnings 2: the background is modern.

Recommendations: “Oh My God” by Adele.

***

Obi-Wan’s POV.

Standing nearby the stage at the Victoria & Albert museum, is Obi-Wan Kenobi. The diplomat had a long, difficult week in dealing with the representative of the opposition, an old chap named Palpatine. To worse matters, his pupil Anakin received Palpatine’s proposition to be his intern.

“For God’s sake, you may get a better opportunity elsewhere!”

“What’s so wrong in being his intern? It’s not like we are losing contact or anything!”

“He is a dangerous man, Anakin. Will you hear me out at least once?!”

“Hey, I always listen what you have to say. You, on the other hand…”

Obi-Wan rose his hands exasperatedly.

“This is not the time to make things about me. It’s about you.” Then it occurred him a solution. “You know what? I might send you to Senator Organa. I know he has plenty of opportunities. And before you complain, you might actually take Padmé with you.”

And simply as that he successfully managed to remove Palpatine’s influence over Anakin, whom he considers the younger male a son, a brother he never had.

So once he was sure that Anakin and Padmé would leave to Organa’s country and there spend a considerable amount of time, he turned his attention to Ahsoka Tanto. Only to find out she joined the duo.

Kids these days, frankly…

But with all the assignments resolved, he decided he deserved a break, and Master Yoda conceded Obi-Wan two weeks to rest. It starts today, a Friday night. And that is how he ends up alone, waiting for Adele to come up.

Dressing in nice and comfortable pair of white jeans with a black shirt and some jacket over it, he is taking the seat he purchased, enjoying a bit of alcohol. It’s all been good, quiet and nice before the concert begins.

He checks his clock, it’s 8 pm. The concert is about to begin in half an hour. He finds himself anxious. Perhaps because Anakin is not babbling in his ear.

It’s when, out of blue, his eyes somehow fall on you, a young woman in her late 20’s, dressed casually for the concert, with y/c hair falling loose over your shoulders. As he takes a sip of his scotch to his lips, Obi-Wan seems to enjoy your sight. He ponders whether he should or not approach you.

You look a little anxious, looking down at your phone with eyebrows furrowed. Is she waiting for someone who is not likely coming? It is by judging the circumstances from this perspective that Obi-Wan comes after you.

“Excuse me, miss.” He asks you politely. “Are you waiting for someone?”

You turn at him and Obi-Wan isn’t sure what to interpret based on the look you give him…. Not until you offer a gentle smile. You sigh and keep your phone in your bag.

“Looks like not anymore. I was left here by myself.” You chuckle, but Obi-Wan can tell it upsets you.

“Oh? I’m sorry. I hope whoever it was to meet you had a good excuse for leaving such a beautiful lady by yourself.”

Obi-Wan senses a heat rising to his face. He looks away as you giggle. Couldn’t I be any more obvious? Always punctual in saying the right thing, aren’t I?

He misses the long look you cast at him, more so the side smirk that twists at the corner of your lips. Unbeknownst to him, you find him handsome and captivating.

“I don’t think so. I was set to a blind date, but that’s fine. How should I call you again?”

Obi-Wan turns at you and offers a handshake to you.

“Obi-Wan Kenobi. And yourself?”

“Y/N Y/LN.” You place a curl behind your ear.

There is not much to be said now because the concert is about to begin. But Obi-Wan is content to find your good company to appreciate Adele’s presentation and by the end of the night, he’d have your number.

***

Your POV.

When the show ends, you are more than happy for meeting this strange man whose name rings you a familiarity that you, however, cannot recall. Obi-Wan is not only a very handsome man—and after your recent failures in relationships you’ve barely had time to think about them, whether for sexual or romantic purposes, though you don’t like casual very much—but every inch a gentleman.

He does strike you a sort of Mr Darcy if your romantic, delusional self allow you to compare. But this may just be your physical attraction to the man. Nonetheless, for what you could talk during and after the show—he waits with you for Uber, although he did offer to drive you home—, you have things in common.

Both of you appreciate good music, listening to similar artists—although you didn’t buy his excuse of “buying any concert to distract oneself after a hard week” because he sang every lyric to the core—, reading classics and other different novels you both read in some point of your lives. You find out that he’s graduated at Law School and is now a diplomat…

“Wait a minute.” You turn at him, finally recognizing why that name was so familiar to you. “Are you telling me you are the Obi-Wan Kenobi?”

“What do you mean?” He acts surprised, and the innocence in his eyes makes you smile wider than you planned.

“You are a very popular diplomat, though. Everyone knows you are a competent leader. There are rumors that you are teaching now, right?”

No sight could make your heart races than Obi-Wan’s blush. He is so adorable.

“Why, yes. Yes, of course. I am teaching at Law School and occasionally at International Relations. It’s been sometimes but one may say one is still on field.” He chuckles and you join him. “But what about you?”

Before you have the chance to tell him more about you, Uber arrives.

“Well you’ll have to wait and find out next time we meet because my Uber is here.” You smile at him. “It was a pleasure to meet you, Mr Kenobi.”

His hands are in his pocket and his smile is shy, but his eyes are glued in your moves. He watches you enter in the car, making sure you are safe and sound—Obi-Wan also asks you to tell him about when you get home.

It is a lovely evening, you come to think to yourself, so full of surprises. And by the time you get to your home, you hesitate in sending him a text. Part of you is listing every reason why a man like him should not be truly interested in you, but, as your therapist would tell you, fears can only be overcome in acting. Do it or do not, there is no trying.

A phrase you take to your heart when you send him a message. And when he texts you back almost instantly, you smile wide. Perhaps there is hope for you.

And just like that you have a date to go on Wednesday night. It’s an unusual date as you come to think about it, but you don’t mind—you do find Mr Kenobi a most pleasant person with whom you have so many tastes in common, not to mention how handsome he is. In fact it makes a normally boring week quite exciting.

So the day finally comes and you meet him at the restaurant of Y/C, as agreed with the man. Your hair is brushed and loose over your shoulders; there is some makeup on your face—a red lipstick on your full lips—and you dress a nice black dress which shows you some cleavage.

When he shows up dressing fancy, you have to admit it makes you hot. He’s so elegant and charming. Who could tell you are going on a date with such a man?

Shush your expectations, Y/N. Everytime you get yourself enchanted over a man you end up disappointed.

You still blush, however, when he looks at you with eyes of a predator. Admittedly, it makes you think unspeakable things.

“Miss Y/N. You are looking beautiful this evening.” He takes your hand and there presses a kiss. His eyes are locked with yours as he does so.

“Thank you, Mr Kenobi.” You side smile at him. “You are very charming yourself.”

He smiles back at you, leading you inside the restaurant. You watch as he tells the receptionist about a reservation for two. She checks the names and in a matter of seconds a waiter shows you the table, located at a fancy spot. The male gives each of you a menu before excusing himself.

It takes no more than a few minutes before you and Obi-Wan decide what to order. It is only then the conversation carries without further interrupting.

“I am most content we are able to meet”, he tells you. “Although I am two weeks on vacations, I can fairly say I have some time to do things I like.”

“It pleases me to hear so”, you say it. “I can only imagine how hardworking you are, specially when one considers your reputation.”

Obi-Wan goes red and you find the sight very adorable to behold.

“Reputation?” He chuckles softly, lifting his gaze to meet yours. “I must dismiss any of the kind, unworthy I am of any praise. All I do is my job, which can be overwhelming sometimes.”

You encourage him to speak about his job which, despite his complaints, you can tell he’s passionated about. It fascinates you to see this trait on him and his brightness impresses you.

“…but enough about me.”

And it’s how he looks into your eyes, searching for your soul, that makes you feel so nude before his gaze.

“Please tell me about you. I fear I can be too talkative.”

You notice how his beard twitches lightly when he smiles.

“Me?” You take the opportunity to sip the wine served. “There is nothing very interesting to tell…”

“Oh please.” He insists. “I do want to get to know you better.”

And here the gaze lingers at you again. You know the fault lies with you, but damn he is your soft spot and it’s only the first date.

You try to dismiss these thoughts as you tell him about your background: you are currently working at a public library from Mondays to Saturdays, your shift usually ends by 8 o’clock. You have been sharing an apartment with your best friend since you graduated at y/c, but now that she is married, you are by yourself.

You tell him about your tastes and you don’t realize you can be as passionate as he is when it comes to the things you like to do when you are not working.

He knows your favorite novel is y/c, how you love watching y/favorite tv show, and what makes you happy in rainy days is having some chocolate and other candies. Despite your introspective nature, you are actually very outgoing. You usually work out 6 am because that’s how your schedule allows you to, though you’ve never been a fan of gymnastics—you do so because you had some health issue years ago.

Next thing you know is that each knows about the other’s life. After you have dessert and you ask for the Uber because you don’t drive, he waits with you.

“I really enjoyed tonight, Y/N.” He tells you, looking into your eyes again. Your cheeks go bright pink, specially when he places a lock behind your ear, his fingertips lingering in the gesture, softly touching your neck before leaving a cold where there was warmth.

You are my damnation.

“So did I, Obi-Wan Kenobi.” You smile before entering the car. “I hope we will see again.”

“Definitely.” He promises you. “We definitely will. Good night, Y/N.”

And he there remains, watching you go.

***

Obi-Wan’s POV.

Two weeks fly high. These are not enough to enjoy your presence as much as he wishes before he goes back to the routine of his work. His thoughts, and perhaps even his heart, have been captured.

How on earth did he end up feeling like a foolish, smitten boy? Obi-Wan detests to feel placated by how easily you ignite a spark of something that goes beyond a mere physical attraction.

Before both of you come to realize it, going on dates starts to be usual encounters instead of “every now and then” kind of one’s. A month goes by and yet, neither makes a move. Until one day he decides to visit you.

You are rearranging books at the library. Unlike when you go out with him, you are dressing more comfortably: your hair is tied in a bun with two locks dropping each side; you are wearing a white blouse and some jeans, as well as a pair of all stars. There is some make up in your delicate features, but it’s simple in contrast to the one you wear whenever going out in late evenings with him.

He doesn’t mind it, though. As he watches you discreetly from a corner where there is not anyone around to see, you begin to feel there is a pair of eyes staring at you. It’s when Obi-Wan steps in and you are startled by his subtle presence.

He is amused by how red your face goes, how you muffle a scream with your hand all the while you rest another hand over your chest. Then you two laugh quietly at each other.

“Hi.” You greet him, unsure how to greet him.

Obi-Wan smiles warmly at you, taking your hand into his.

“Hi.” He greets you back. “Today I left my work earlier and decided to come to see you.”

“I appreciate you do.” You feel so silly around him, but at times you have your doubts if he feels the same. Obi-Wan somehow has a feeling about it, so he hopes to appease them. “Although you can see I am not glamorous as when we go out.”

“I don’t care about it.” His heart races as an idea begins to form in his mind. “Do you have some time to have coffee?”

You tilt your head, eyes locked with his. Obi-Wan would give the world to read your thoughts, but on the other hand he can read your body language—-although he has his own reasons not to be 100% sure about whether he is reading properly or not.

In truth, since he lost Satine, he started to have his questions, he isolated himself from world. Fighting a war was easier than grieving and he ignored every protest from Anakin, Ahsoka, Padmé and even Windu that he was burying too much in work.

It took ten years, though, and here he is. Am I doing the right thing? Well, you sure are worthy a try.

“If you are patient, I leave by 5 today. Looks like there’s going to be a private event tonight so…”

“Yes, of course. I only…”

It is as if you could read his thoughts and see his self doubts because you give his hand a squeeze and say:

“You don’t have to worry. I am glad you came, Obi.”

The two of you smile again. He lowers his eyes to the hands interlocked and somewhat he breathes in relief.

But once you are released of your duties, you two walk to the coffeeshop. There, he buys you coffee before settling to a conversation.

“I have to tell you something, Y/N.”

He makes a pause, unsure how to place in words how you transformed his world, and how you make himself alive again.

And just like that he kisses you… for the very first time.

[idiotic-genius]

How to make characters fall in love

🍦 Requested by @ bishstopit

There are several things you should think about when you want two characters to fall in love with each other.

1. What kind of romance do you want them to have?

This seems unnatural to think about but it’s important: Do you want them to fall in love because they’re alike? Because they’re complete opposites? Is it a Romeo-and-Julia kind of romance or an unhealthy relationship they have, even before they fall in love in the first place? Here are some examples:

Rey Palpatine and Kylo Ren/Ben Solo: Unhealthy. You don’t just forgive a mass murderer and have a healthy relationship with one (Weird, I know). Yes, Ben tried to redeem himself, but the main point in a relationship isn’t “fixing” the other person.

Magnus Chase and Alex Fierro: Healthy. They are actually in love and it’s not because they want to change the other person significantly.

Severus Snape and Lily Potter: Unhealthy. He had a crush on her and it made him a horrible person, but he made it seem like it was other peoples’ fault (James, Harry etc.)

2. What do the characters want?

Next, you should try to sort out what the characters individually are looking for in a partner. Romantic attraction is something that can be very different from person to person and has lots to do with how they were raised and what their experiences are. If you already know who you want to be together, at least try to make it fit. Here are some examples:

A person with “daddy issues” is more likely to be attracted to people that are older than them. That is because they are subconsciously looking for someone to replace their father figure. This doesn’t have to mean they only get with people that are way too old for them, it is just a preference that can be observed.

A person with [!TW!] abusive parents, relatives or teachers, or someone who has been bullied, is more likely to be attracted to “bad” people because they have learned a different defintion of love when they were young. That doesn’t have to mean they only get into unhealthy relationships, it just means that they have a different perceiving of love.

Also, usually a person is attracted to someone who reminds them of “first lovers” like their parents. However, it can also be the complete opposite, if e.g. someone hates their parents.

3. How to hint romance

Even before the characters directly realize they are in love, there are ways to hint that they’re fancying each other to the reader before it’s explicitly stated. That’s, however, a tricky process, as we wouldn’t want the reader to know too much, right? Here are some ways to hint romance before the characters even know themselves:

Being protective of each other. For example, if the characters get in danger, A would subconsciously make sure B is okay first, or if A gets insulted, B would be the first one to get angry.

Noticing appareance more. For example, with a first-person narrator/3rd-person selective narrator from A’s perspective, A would spend more time describing what B is wearing without using the “oh no I’m staring”-clichée (or use it if you want, it’s just not as subtle). That way, they also notice little changes in the other’s appareance.

Subconsiously testing limits. That means teasing, joking around and subtle flirting, even if you’re not aware that you’re doing it. People do that to find out how far they can go with the other and how they react.

Remembering tiny details. For example, remembering each others’ favorite sort of ice cream or knowing what the others’ favorite color is.

Here’s a little example on how to do that, with A(sh) fancying B(ay) and B having a crush on A, written from A’s perspective:

When I arrived at the coffee shop on 5th Avenue, barely with my shoe laces bound because I got in such a hurry, Bay, Cora and Daniel were already waiting for me, sitting outside under one of the yellow umbrellas. Slightly panting, I let myself fall on the empty chair at their table.

“Who said you could sit with us?”, Bay asked, teasingly taking a judging sip from their coffee. Two sugars, as always, I guessed.

“You want me to go?”, I replied, raising my eyebrows.

Bay chuckled. “Here’s the menu”, they said, handing it over.

When I reached out for it, I noticed they had painted their nails... red? That was something else, usually they were black.

“So, why did I have to get here so fast?”, I asked, remembering the message Daniel sent me.

“Oh, well”, he said, “We just thought you’d like to hang with us. Also, check this out!”

He took off his jacket and revealed a shirt of his favorite band. I nodded appreciatively. At least he switched his shirt every once in a while. If I wasn’t mistaken, he was even wearing the same jeans. I never understood how he could just live like that- and how Cora was able to put up with it. Love, I guess.

“At least you switched your shirt this week”, Bay said while scrunching their nose in overdramatic disgust, an echo of my thoughts. Of course, their outfit was well picked out, black skinny jeans, a red flannel and the usual hairstyle. Something else I would never understand: How could someone look so elegant while also looking so chill?!

“So, Ash”, Cora said, pointing to the menu I was still holding, “Picked something?”

“Don’t bother.” Daniel rolled his eyes. “She’s going to pick the same cupcake she eats all the time.”

“Nothing better than a good cupcake”, Bay said, “What will you pick, the same pie you eat all the time?”

“Nothing better than a good pie”, Cora repeated what they had just said, but she winked at me as she said it.

Notice how Bay was teasing Ash, yet defended her when Daniel commented on her order, and how Ash immediately noticed that Bay had painted their nails a different color? I tried to not make it obvious that they like each other, even though it wasn’t hard to tell because I put so much into that little of text.

4. How do the characters find out?

There are, as I like to put it, two ways to make the characters “click”: The boom way, and the soft way. Which one of those you use is your decision, even though you should make sure it fits the plot of the book.

The boom way: In a nutshell, something grave happens that makes the characters realize how important they are to each other. That can be a ton of things, e.g. one of them almost dying, them having a fight, them having to split up in a dangerous situation or even someone else telling them how obvious it is.

The soft way: When there is no actual event that has the characters like “oh no I love them”, this is how it could go instead. Usually, A would realize that they love B when B does nothing “special” at all, maybe just singing along to their favorite song in the car, and A would just think “Yep, call it love I guess”. This way is much more calm and gentle than the other (and, in my opinion, a little harder to write, but thus also rarer in literature, which makes it interesting).

I’m terribly sorry this took me so long, I had a few problems researching for this post because romance isn’t really my strongest side :)

[the196thbattalion]

star wars human! high school! au

i’ve seen so many headcanons circling throughout the star wars tumblr about high school au’s, so i wanted to share my bit with all of you :D

anakin skywalker

five words: REBEL CHILD ON A MOTORCYCLE.

he doesn’t like riding the school bus because it makes him feel extremely claustrophobic, so he scrapped and scavenged up parts to make his own customized motorcycle, which he lovingly dubbed artoo.

the blue and silver detailing was the joint effort of ahsoka and obi-wan, because anakin doesn’t know how to paint.

if he can catch up to the bus, he’ll ride alongside it and flip off the students on it before revving on ahead of them. (the freshmen think it’s the funniest thing in the universe)

probably one of the most well-known juniors in the entirety of temple high school (mostly because of his shenanigans but partly because he’s dating padme fuckiNG AMIDALA, PRETTIEST GIRL IN THE DAMN SCHOOL)

he always wears this worn-down leather jacket his mom gave to him before she passed away, and refuses to take it off, even though it’s somehow “a violation of the dress code and should be outlawed.”

his hair alone has seduced eight different students (boys and girls)

sometimes during study hall, ahsoka or padme will get a hold of his hair and style it into little braids or make a super rad ponytail.

he really likes iced coffee with milk and sugar. he puts in the milk to make it nice and light (it’s aesthetically pleasing, obi-wan!), and then like eight tablespoons of sugar to make it actually taste good.

his favorite class is mechanics, taught by kit fisto.

anakin spent months on a mechanical arm project to replace his clunky plastic prosthetic, and he was so freaking happy when it was finished; he almost cried. (he did cry and ahsoka got it on video)

obi-wan kenobi

a mixture of the soft™, pretty™, hippie™, grunge™, vsco™ and nerd™ tropes.

he really likes peppermint tea with lots of honey but takes his coffee black.

he has had too much tea.

someone needs to stop him.

almost all of his classes are ap courses, and if cody hadn’t been watching when obi-wan was making his schedule, all of them would be.

him, cody and padme have ap english with mace windu, and cody knows how much his classes stress him out, so he lets obi-wan sleep during class and sends him the notes

the only ap class obi-wan doesn’t take is mechanics, and he shares that class with anakin.

anakin and obi-wan are super close with each other. kenobi was there when ahsoka was adopted, and anakin was there when kenobi got his cat. (they were like 5 okay)

“NAME IT C3PO OBI-WAN, OR I SWEAR TO FUCK-” “what kind of name is that, and why would i - anAKIN PUT HIM DOWN!?”.

mr. fisto constantly has to split them up for disrupting the class, but it’s almost like they can communicate telepathically, and the teachers have a running bet

mace windu literally bet $50 on these fucking nerds so you know it’s for realsies

in reality, they’ve just gotten super creative with passing notes.

kind of off topic, but he has these brown harry potter glasses that he uses (kinda for reading???? but mostly so he can do that anime pushing up glasses thing)

cody thinks it’s the funniest shit ever

whenever cody is feeling stressed, obi-wan just does the thing™ and BOOM! happiness.

people think he’s a goodie two shoes, and honestly, it’s really easy to think that. if the iconics are trying to do something stupid, he’s usually the voice of reason.

but parties?

…

you know what, just ask anakin for the video footage.

ahsoka tano

this hs!au ahsoka tano turned me bisexual confirmed ✔

okay before i go into her style, which is mainly what made me drool over my computer, can i just put skatergirl!ahsoka out there?

spray painting of the rebellion symbol all over the bottom of her board and on items in a couple of the places where she skates the most (like the back of an abandoned car yard)

her instagram is filled with these super cool vhs-tape recorded skate videos (u know)

lots crackhead 3am visits (starring anakin, rex, kenobi and barris) to a gas station to get slushies and grind the shit out of the curb connecting the store to the parking lot

trying to teach anakin how to skateboard but he just can’t figure it out? uh yes

“try to balance skyguy!” “HOW DO I MOVE? DO I SCOOT? SNIPS THIS ISN’T FUNNY AND I WANT TO GET OFF – GUYS, STOP LAUGHING!”

okay okay okay i’m done

for now

anyway, her style???? is so???? fucking????? cool!!!!!

her genetics gave her a 80% of having vitiligo, so it really wasn’t a surprise when patches of her skin got lighter, but it still freaked her out a little bit.

basically, went like this: “DAD, I’M TURNING WHITE!” “???? oh my gosh ‘soka, no.”

she has long braided dreadlocks she dyed a super bright orange with various colored beads woven into them with the help of anakin and padme. she usually styles them into little space buns atop her head.

her entire clothing wardrobe consists of fishnets, neon bomber jackets, at least 11 bisexual beanies™, handmade patchy jeans, white tank tops, and light-up platform shoes.

she doesn’t give two flying fucks about the dress code, and – IN THE MIDDLE OF THE MOST BUSY HALLWAY - punched principal sidious over whether or not she “could wear shorts that short” (anakin may or may not have cheered when she broke his nose).

the fetts (chuck have mercy)

*cracks le knuckles* i’ve put it off long enough

we have: fox (24), wolffe (19), cody (17), rex (17), echo (16), fives (16), boil (15), waxer (14), hardcase (13), jesse (12), longshot (8), kix (6), tup (3), gree (2) and boba (9mo)

wolffe is off at college - fox already graduated and moved out, that cheeky little fucking shit - but both still keep in good contact with the fam, and it’s a constant clamor between eleven of the siblings of who gets to talk to them first

fox majored in government/politics, bly is majoring in space/astronomy, and wolffe is majoring in police/law enforcement shit (i don’t know how college works, so sue me)

cody and rex are juniors, and despite their similar looks, the amount of schoolwork each of them completes drastically varies

cody is the honor roll student, valedictorian, whatever you want to call it

rex kinda just either does the work really well or 9/10 times gets distracted by anakin or ahsoka sending him some nice spicy memes

cody tried to tutor rex but it ended up almost landing tup in the hospital

“that’s really simple, actually. if you – vod? rex, are you okay? what are you oH NO TUP DON’T PUT THAT IN YOUR MOUTH-”

fetts on the varsity football team is like a right of passage in the family

right now, only the juniors of the fett family are on the team, but the coach has eyes on fives and echo for next years team

SPEAKING OF

echo, fives and boil are the infamous sophomore trio that pulled the milk bucket prank on the gym teacher, pong krell.

they had to help the janitor (99) clean up afterwards, but they genuinely enjoyed 99’s company, because he’s rad as shit and knows all the secret school passageways.

to be honest, not one person (except maybe sidious) was complaining

that motherfucker makes everyone run like eight laps during gym class

even mr. windu gives them a small smile in the hallways after that

boil says he was blackmailed into it

waxer is a freshman (the poor dude, i’m so sorry), and he always looks out for the nervous freshies

if someone is having a bad day, he’ll give them a lollipop (he carries around a whole bag), a place to sit during lunch, and a shoulder to cry on

all you need to do to find waxer is to locate this long ass line of children

the school counselor, plo koon, sometimes brings his niece numa into school during the day because he can’t find a babysitter, and waxer. fucking. loves. her. PERIOD.

w+n pull these tiny little pranks on teachers, and the staff pretends not to notice, but numa always giggles and gives them away.

boil has a soft spot for numa too, and sneaks her rice krispies.

bonus shit i want to add in but can’t figure out where to put it (or i’m just gonna add it on and shit)

plo koon adopted anakin after his mother died (him and anakin’s mother were good friends), and found ahsoka on the side of the street, shivering like a maniac.

he doesn’t know where ahsoka came from, but he loves her so gOD DAMN MUCH.

he’s the school counselor, and still keeps in touch with a lot of students even after the graduated (he thinks that majoring in law enforcement/police is a bit dangerous for wolffe but he still supports his unofficial but basically son 100%)

yoda is the super old but radically rad english teacher.

his entire point of existence in my mind fic is to troll the shit out of palpatine.

a recent conversation starring yoda and palps: “did you give the students the mountain of extra work i assigned them?” “for the students, that was?” i’m sorry. my bad, that is.” “this is the seventh time, yoda.”

okay but for real

mace windu violently roots for the school football team.

“BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF HIM, CODY! YOU TOO...OTHER CODY!”

“THAT’S A HOLDING! THAT’S A HOLDING!”

“REF IF YOU DON’T COUNT THAT TOUCHDOWN THEN I SWEAR TO SAMUEL L. JACKSON I WILL COME DOWN THERE AND BEAT YOUR SORRY PINSTRIPED ASS!”

[ayo-cowbelly]

if star wars was twilight

i recently rewatched twilight because *halloween* (even though bella infuriates me to no end, i still watch it) and this has been in my head for days

the jedi / clones are the vampires and the sith are the werewolves

so anakin is bella

he’s the new kid in town who looks at all this supernatural shit like “wOah” and wants more than he has

instead of wanting to be a master, he wants to be turned into a vampire so he can be sparkly and immortal and shit

he’s also whiny

and like. kinda a dick to his struggling dad.

instead of being turned into a sith lord, he turns into a vampire and fucks off and doesn’t talk to his old friends anymore

obi wan is charlie

he’s trying his best

please let him sleep

one day he was vibing and suddenly he’s in charge of this angsty teen who keeps disappearing

it’s awkward

then one day he gets home from work and anakin/bella has disappeared and they’re saying it’s because he’s “sick” but obi wan knows some shit has gone down

then suddenly this werewolf shows up like “hey look i’m a giant dog” and obi wan is like WHAT THE FU-

ahsoka is alice

she’s all peppy despite the world being a low key shit show

she just kinda shows up with some remark, in places she... wasn’t expected to be in, and everyone just kinda goes with it

she cheers up anakin/bella and stops him from being the most awkward person you’ve ever met

rex is jasper (minus the romance)

he just kinda is there, he’s vibing, he’s not really in control of his life but whatever

he was... kinda involved in the civil war, he was manipulated into fighting for the wrong team, but they don’t talk about that

he’s just floating along, trying to get through life

mace windu is rosalie

(now i don’t mean this in a bashing mace kinda way) but like. anakin is not his favorite person in the coven.

everytime anakin shows up to hangout he’s like “oh it’s you” *intense side eye*

probably throws around some passive aggressive remarks also

the italian dinner scene in the first movie but instead of breaking the glass bowl, mace just sighs heavily and glares at them all

qui gon is edward (no romance)

he’s edward because he’s the one who dragged anakin into all this supernatural shit

he’s like “yeah i’ll break the ancient rules for you, whatever, come meet the fam”

he’s kinda weird too and does some *questionable* things and you like him but at the same time, you low key hate him

plo koon is carlisle

he’s got the dad energy

he liked anakin from day one

he also found ahsoka / alice in both universes (star wars or twilight) so it works

okay technically carlisle wasn’t the one who found alice, she found them, but whatever just go with it

there are two options for emmett (again, no romance): either quinlan, cause he’s the chaotic stoner best friend, or fives because, i mean, it’s fives and fives has SUCH emmett energy

i guess wolffe is esme

protective

besties with plo

except i guess here he’s a bit less friendly than esme actually is, because it’s wolffe and all 

palpatine is jacob (no romance because that is a CURSED concept if anakin is bella)

basically the whole time he’s like “come join me, you’d be so much happier over here, the vampires suck, come hang with us”

he tries to bribe anakin through the power of emily’s muffins and... jean shorts? idk

ventress is seth

because i love seth and i love ventress

seth is baby

ventress is the baby sith

definitely deserves better than this group of weirdos but she sticks with them anyway

she’s kinda friends with the jedi / vampires, they’re frenemies

it works

i guess that makes dooku leah

he’s just like “shut UP seth/ventress” the whole time but is also protective over her cause that’s his sister

doesn’t really get along with jacob / palpatine but, i mean, considering who else is in this group, who else is he gonna hang out with

plus the other werewolves / sith shun him because he used to be a jedi (instead of leah being sam’s ex like in twilight) so it’s all awkward

maul is victoria

he just shows up, hating them all, then gets his ass kicked

he doesn’t like the werewolves because they killed his friends

he doesn’t like the jedi / vampires because they also fucked his life up

he just doesn’t like anyone

maybe the kaminoans are the volturi

for the sole reason of being the reason a lot of this vampire bullshit happens in the first place 

padme is jessica

because she likes anakin but is also like “you okay bro?”

shes friends with him but also is kinda wondering what his deal is

you kinda feel bad for her

shes also a queen

cody is billy black

not because he likes the werewolves

but because he’s best friends with obi wan / charlie

[evabellasworld]

Storm of the Republic

Chapter 8

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Summary:  When Tup murdered General Tiplar during a battle, Anakin Skywalker and Captain Rex dispatched Ahsoka, Fives, and Yara to solve the mystery that was plaguing the Clone Army. Meanwhile, Senator Padme Amidala contacted Commander Fox, Commander Tori, Riyo Chuchi, and Dipper to help her continue investigating the death of Palpatine, suspecting that Dooku was behind the evil plot. But when Dooku send an ISB agent to stop them, the team had to race against time to search for the truth, which could alter the course of the galaxy.

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Clad in a strawberry pink dress, Tori tightened her brown combat boots as she tied her white ribbon above her curly locks. With permission from Riyo, she applied a darker pink blush to her cheeks and glossy lipsticks, highlighting her beauty.

Throughout her entire career as a clone commander, she never got to dress up nicely, and this mission allowed her to feel what it was like wearing civilian clothes. The strawberry dress originally belonged to Riyo, but thanks to her sewing skills, it fit perfectly well for her height.

She twirled in front of her mirror and played with her hair, smiling at her outfit. I am keeping this outfit after this mission.

“Mama, you look pretty,” Frieda praised her, sitting on the dresser. Tori could only smile as she grabbed a hair ribbon and tied her hair into a small ponytail.

“You’re a pretty girl too,” she complimented her, as she dusted off her matching dress. “Do you want a kiss on the cheeks?”

The little girl shook her head. “No, thank you, mama.”

“Alright then,” Tori respected her boundaries, as she put on a white shoe for her child. “Now come on, Uncle Fox, Uncle Dipper, and Aunt Riyo are waiting for us.”

“Yes, mama,” she said, as Tori walked out of Riyo’s quarters and headed towards another ship, where she found the others in the cockpit, with Commander Fox in the pilot’s seat, dressed in a tuxedo.

“Took you long enough,” he scolded her. “We’ve been waiting for you for almost 20 minutes.”

“Oh, yeah?” Tori rolled her eyes, holding her child in her lap. “Well, try dressing up for two. You know it’s difficult being a mother these days, especially when you’re fighting in the frontline.”

“That’s not an excuse. Every minute we waste, Senator Amidala is closer to danger. Now come on, we should leave right now.”

“Sir, yes, sir,” Dipper said, his eyes glued to his datapad. “By the way, where’s Riyo? It’s been a while since we’ve waited for her.”

“I’m here,” Riyo walked into the cockpit, dressed in her salmon pink beret and blouse. “Sorry I’m late. I had to deal with my period.”

“No worries, dear,” Fox’s lips curled upwards, passing her a heating pad. “Period can be painful and exhausting for women. I hope you pack your menstrual cup though.”

Tori squinted her eyes at her brother with exasperation. A few minutes ago, she was chastised for being late. But when his partner was late, he showed his concern to her. What a sly fox.

“So, shall we get going?”

“Of course, senator,” the Marshal Commander winked, as the ship took off from the Raxus base, heading into space. Frieda felt her ears pop when she was above ground, but then cooed when she saw the enormous amounts of stars surrounding her.

Even though she had followed Tori into battles many times, the little girl never got bored with the colourful galaxy she saw with her eyes. Everything fascinated her, even when it was the same object. “Mama, stars,” she pointed with her fingers.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Tori responded positively, holding her hands. “How many stars can you count right now?”

As the child counted, Fox placed his hands on the gear and was about to jump into hyperspace, but observing Frieda’s curiosity made him delay his actions. He was once like her as well, except he counted raindrops instead of stars.

It was always raining on Kamino, so he never had the same privilege to enjoy the wonders in the sky. But it was fun though. Fox enjoyed watching the raindrops on the window racing against each other, wondering which one would win. Come on, Lenny, you can do it. You can win this race this time.

He wished he could experience something like that again, where everything was simple and less terrifying. “So, how many stars did you count, Frieda?”

“There are 150 stars in the galaxy,” she answered, much to his amazement.

“150 stars? That’s a lot of stars you counted, kiddo.”

“150 is a big number,” Riyo chimed in. “I only reached that amount when I was 8 years old. You’re such a clever girl.”

“What can I say?” Tori shrugged, proud of her daughter’s accomplishments. “Frieda is a smart kid.”

Pulling the gears, their ship jumped into hyperspace, prompting him to turn around and face his crew members. “Alright team, we’re on our way to Coruscant and I’m only going to explain this plan once, so pay close attention.”

Dipper bobbed his head as he put away his datapad, his gaze focused towards his superiors.

“So, when we arrive at Coruscant, we will stand by for inspection by the patrols, along with our chain codes. So make sure we all relax and act naturally, like what normal people do.”

“That’s not so hard for me,” Riyo stated. “I can act as natural as possible.”

“I know you can do it, Riyo, but I’m not sure about those two,” Fox gestured to Tori and Dipper on their outfits. “I mean, you both stick out like a sore thumb.”

“Choerry said that ripped jeans and neon green hair are a trend,” Dipper defended his style choice. “Plus, I look handsome as hell.”

“I like your hair,” Riyo praised him. “I thought you looked like a rockstar.”

“See, she agrees with me. You’re just jealous that you can’t pull off this style.”

Fox shook his head. “We’re going on a stealth mission to help Senator Amidala, and you both look like you’re going to a Moachella instead.”

“That’s the whole point, Foxy,” Tori raised her eyebrows. “We’re dressed like average citizens of Coruscant. But you look overdressed. I mean, who wears a tuxedo on a normal day?”

“First, it’s Fox,” he corrected her. “And second, every secret agent in movies wears a tuxedo, and it makes me look smart too.”

“But you’ll get caught easily,” Dipper gave him a reminder, which irritated him. “I mean, isn’t a tuxedo inconvenient, especially since you’re running and all?”

As much as Fox hates to admit, the ARC Trooper made a good point. But it was too late for him to change clothes, as he’s already in hyperspace. Besides, Riyo was the one who suggested that he wear a tux. She told him it highlights his good looks.

“Whatever, do you remember to bring our chain codes, Dipper?”

“Yes, sir,” he said, as he took out five chain codes from his backpack and passed it around to the others. “These are from General Brinks. She was the one who taught me how to make a fake one.”

“These chain codes looked genuine,” he praised his efforts. “The Empire will easily be fooled. Well done, vod.”

As Tori received two chain codes for her and Frieda, she read the names on the card. Rina and Lara Young, well, that’s a pleasant way to remember Lira and Eva Bella Young. They would have loved to go on a stealth mission as well.

“So what are these for again?” she scratched the side of her head.

Fox turned to her with a scorned look on his face. He couldn’t believe that Tori wasn’t listening. “In case you forgot, the Imperial used these as IDs. Not having one is illegal and could face two years in prison.”

“That’s harsh,” Riyo gasped at what she heard. “But it’s also an efficient way to keep track of their citizens.”

“And outlaws too,” Dipper growled, remembering the plot to one of his favourite novels, where Big Brother was watching everyone’s moves, even if they’re innocent.

“Anyway, so what happens once the Imperials allow us to enter the planet?” Tori asked another question.

“Once we got in, we parked our ship at Level 1312,” Fox continued, explaining his plans. “From there, we’ll have to take a taxi to Senator Amidala’s place.”

“Wait, why can’t we land near her penthouse?” Riyo wondered, seeing that was rather difficult.

“That will make us more suspicious, and that’s the last thing we want.”

“Okay, so what do we do once we make it to the senator?” Dipper raised his hands.

“We’ll help her with the investigation of the Chancellor’s death, and then we get her out of here,” Fox finished his briefing. “Now, do we have questions about this mission?”

Tori, Dipper, and Riyo exchanged a glance of confidence within themselves, determined that their mission will be successful. Things will go just as planned, the Pantoran was sure of herself.

“No questions, Uncle,” Frieda spoke, shaking her head. Her response brightened the cockpit as Fox chuckled and ruffled her hair, when the panels were beeping rapidly, signalling to them they had arrived at Coruscant.

[macko-99]

Fender-Bender

Anon didn’t suggest a ship so how about some Anidala?

 Padmé should look where she is going more often.

 It had been a crap day for Padmé at the regional government offices.

 The beginning had been alright. She woke up after a full night’s sleep, the weather was good, and she had just enough time to grab a cup of coffee before she started work.

 And that is when her good day began to go south.

 First the Wi-Fi in the building stopped working which meant that she wasn’t able to send any emails for today with IT telling them they would not be able to get it working until the next day.

 Next, she found out that her usual lunch date, her best friend Sabé, had to cancel on her because of a family emergency, which was annoying because she needed to get some figures from her.

 And just for an extra kick in the teeth her favourite deli was closed for maintenance, so she had to get a pre-made sandwich from a grocery store for her lunch. Which she had to eat while running in the rain because she was running late to her afternoon meeting.

 But the cherry on top of the crappy day was the afternoon meeting with her boss, an old, greedy, small-minded man called Palpatine. The meeting was meant to explore new ways of encouraging younger people into public sector roles, such as nursing, firefighters, and carers.

 But every idea put forward by Padmé was shot down by either Palpatine or his henchman Mas Amedda. What’s worse when Mas Amedda suggested ways of recruiting young people to police, Palpatine was all for it, even though there were barely enough nurses in the hospital.

 But the day was finally over, and all Padmé wanted to do was go home, drink a glass of wine, and soak in a bubble bath for at least an hour.

 Padmé put her car in reverse and began backing out of her parking space, looking in the rear-view mirror, when suddenly she was lurched back as her car suddenly stopped with a large bang.

 “Fuck!” She shouted out.

 She had hit someone.

 Padmé quickly cut the engine and got out to see the damage. The other driver had also gotten out.

 ‘Oh, crap he’s hot.’ She almost said as she stared at him instead of the cars.

 He was tall, almost a foot taller than her, with long dark blonde hair and a ruggedly handsome face. He had a flannel shirt on with workman’s jeans. From what she could see one of his hands was a prosthetic.

 Her gawking was then cut shirt by the man turning to her with a glare.

 “Can’t you see?” He demanded.

 “I’m sorry?” She asked as she scolded herself for getting distracted and finally looked at the damage. Her rear bumper was smashed where it hit the man’s side fender, which was dented in. Not the worst damage but still not good.

 “I said can’t you see? I was coming out that space, why didn’t you see me and stop?” The man was annoyed, his face in a scowl.

 “I had right of way.” Padmé argues, now getting over how attractive the man was and starting to get annoyed. She just wanted to go home.

 “No, you didn’t I was further out than you. You should have stopped.” The man countered. He then looked back at his car and grumbled, “I just got this payed off.”

 Padmé took another look at the damage. Her car was an inexpensive simple hatchback, and a new bumper would not set her back a lot. Looking at the stranger’s car, it was an older model, and the damage wasn’t too bad. The dent could be buffed out and the chipped paint could be redone.

 Padmé just wanted this day to be over and she knew she could afford to pay the repairs for both damaged cars. She silently thanked her dad for giving her some lessons on car maintenance and repairs.

 “Look, I’m sorry but it has been a long and difficult day. You were right, I should have looked around more before reversing out. If you would like I will pay for the repairs. I’m sorry.” Padmé explained.

 The man looked at her and the cars once more before sighing. “That would mean a lot. Thank you.”

 Padmé sighed in relief before pulling out her phone.

 “Let me get your number so we can organise them fixed. I’m Padmé by the way.”

 “Sure. I’m Anakin.” He said giving Padmé a small smile and his phone so she could put his number in as he got hers to do the same.

 “I would say it’s nice to meet you, but the circumstances could be better.” Padmé joked lightly as she added her number to Anakin’s phone.

 “True, I usually have better things to say to a pretty girl than ‘can’t you see.’”

 Padmé giggled lightly at the joke and fought off a small blush as she got her phone back.

 An awkward silence stretched out a bit until Anakin broke it with a small cough.

 “Listen since you agreed to pay, would it be ok if I got you dinner? There is a great diner near here that serves great roast dinners. It sounds like you could use it.”

 Padmé’s stomach growled at the suggestion of dinner. Thinking back on her day, she decided to spoil herself.

 “That sounds lovely.”

 Anakin grinned.

 The day was starting to look up again.

 The End.

[mayorofthepalace]

Black Women In Star Wars: Episodes II and III

There's an interesting story behind these two entries that will explain why I combined them:

At the top is Gin Clarke (credited as just "Gin") as Master Adi Gallia. Below is Lily Nyamwasa as Master Stass Allie.

Both are Tholothians, Jedi Masters, members of the Jedi High Council, and Generals in the Grand Army of the Republic during the Clone Wars. They are also cousins.

Why go to the trouble of hiring two separate actresses to portray such similar characters? Why even HAVE two characters that are so similar?

Clarke was cast as Master Gallia for Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace to portray one of the Jedi Council members who questioned Anakin Skywalker (and originally refused to allow him to be trained).

When Episode II: Attack Of The Clones was being made, Lucas wanted all the Jedi Masters from The Phantom Menace to take part in the climactic battle against the Separatist droid army on Geonosis (stay with me, non-geeks).

Trouble is, Gin Clarke lives in London, near where TPM was filmed. Attack Of The Clones was filmed primarily in Australia, and Clarke was not available.

So the role went to Rwandan-born model Lily Nyamwasa. Nyamwasa was supposed to simply replace Clarke as Master Gallia, but seeing them side-by-side on film, it was decided that they looked too different, and fans would notice the switch.

Remember: this is the franchise that will use computer generated effects to superimpose the face of a dead actor onto an unsuspecting extra rather than recast a role, so this kind of concern is totally on brand.

Therefore, a separate Jedi Master of the same species was created: Master Stass Allie, cousin of Adi Gallia.

London native Gin Clarke was a big deal in the fashion world after being discovered by Jean-Paul Gaultier in the 1990s. Her look inspired a number of tall, athletic, bald black models, but I can't find much about her thoughts on her role in the SW franchise.

Rwanda's Lily Nyamwasa has been more vocal regarding her enthusiasm--like ROTJ's Femi Taylor.

She's still sore at George Lucas for filming Stass Allie's death scene without her:

At the end of Star Wars Episode III: Revenge Of The Sith, there is a montage of Jedi Masters who were assassinated by the Clone Troopers they commanded when Palpatine executed Order 66--which activated an implanted biochip in the brains of the clones and compelled them to turn on their Jedi commanders.

Nyamwasa was not invited to film her character's death scene--which she had known was coming and looked forward to.

Instead, a member of the visual effects team stood in for her (a white woman who looked nothing like her).

The good news is Master Allie has become a fan favorite, and had a decent arc in the Clone Wars series.

Also, Adi Gallia got to speak from the netherworld of the Force at the climax of The Rise Of Skywalker, her voice was one among the throngs of fallen Jedi who helped Rey defeat the ressurected Darth Sidious.

[galacticidiots]

lacetulle(.)tumblr(.)com/post/619120713129984000/jean-louis-sabaji-springsummer-2019 Imperial Princess Rey Palpatine in the second to last one (black w the ring on the chest) teasingly flirting with Jedi prince Ben Solo, making him blush up to his ears minutes before a council meeting. Many thots head full

If Rey flirted with him in that dress Ben Solo would perish on the spot. The sight alone would rob him of breath. You think if she also whispered naughty things in his ear he’d have enough blood left in his head to blush?? It would all rush south.

Though I’d like to imagine he’d force himself to give back just as good. To push her buttons. To test her. See if he can rile her up just as much as she does him.

Consider:

“What’s wrong, Solo? Jedi got your tongue?” She croons when he’s been silent too long, appraising her. His cheeks are still pink with the remnants of a blush.

“My tongue is just fine. It can speak and do an array of other things as well.” He doesn’t have to say what things. The implication is there — in his voice, low and husky, and in the look he gives her.

She hums, lips pulled up slightly. “Then maybe you’re scared.”

Her eyes — always curious, always inquisitive — lock onto his, searching, even as they grow darker and colder. “Are you afraid, Solo? Of all this... evil that’s inside of me?”

He doesn’t waver, doesn’t even blink, when he says, “I’ve seen evil. It doesn’t have your smile.”

[jasontoddiefor]

I curse y’all [Part 5/?]

Palpyoda "Resilient"

Summary: When Master Yoda is captured by the Sith Master behind the war, he tells himself he only has to endure. It becomes more and more difficult as Darth Sidious switches to another kind of torture

Grevious x His Collection of Lightsabers "Delete"

Summary: Grievous took one look at his lightsabers. How he adored their strength, they way they hummed with power. He only had to get rid of the Jedi taint on them

"What's on the menu?" Maul x His Legs

Summary: In the aftermath of being rebuilt with stronger legs, Maul felt like a hedonist, induling in all the carnal pleasures Kenobi had denied him.

Sy Snootles x Reader "Hallo Space Boy"

Summary: Her voice is like that of an angel. You are enamoured from the first moment on, and when she promises you the stars with a soft hello and calls you with an even kinder boy, you follow her.

Jabba x Sarlacc x Jar Jar x Sy Snootles "Ribs"

Summary: Her love for them broke her ribs, turned them to dust and made it almost unbearable breathe. Or, Sy is in love with dangerous men and can’t seem to stop.

I've gotta say I don't know how Sonic got into the equation. But I'm gonna say as a ship: the sequels and infinite torture, "The prequels and originals didn't like their grandkids"

Summary: They remembered the glory days, their hopeful first step. And then they burned, burned, burned as Anakin Skywalker had, on their own ambition

Grevious x C3PO x R2D2 x BB8 x Chopper Together we can be something greater

Summary: Artoo just wants to protect his human, when the droid from the future shares what terrible fate is about to fall them, Artoo decides he needs the best to safe the future, and, perhaps two bad boys.

Shmi x Rey "Whole new meaning to the phrase 'plot hole'"

Summary: There’s a girl walking through the desert, like a spirit. “Don’t be afraid,” she tells Shmi when she’s cradling her newborn son to her chest, his heartbeat fading with every second. “I will safe you.” Shmi meets a ghost, Shmi falls in love. Shmi Skywalker still dies.

Ship: Sonic/Palpatine, Title: Everything is Blue

Summary: Everything is blue / His pills, his hands, his jeans / And now i'm covered in the colors pull apart at the seams. Sonic had tried everything he could. Even when he noticed how much Sheev was slipping, stumbling towards a darkness so volatile that not even the might of the chaos emeralds could compare. Sonic did not give up when he lost his love to the dark and it left him broken in a way he had thought impossible.

[valkyrieofthehighfae]

I’ve Fallen in Love with a Man on the Run

Pairing: Fives/Valkyrie Word Count: 1.6k Warnings: Some angst Song fic for Devil’s Backbone by The Civil Wars Tagging: @catsnkooks, @roseofalderaan, @hounding-around, @clonewarslover55​ 

O Lord, O Lord, what have I done? I’ve fallen in love with a man on the run…

A frantic knocking on my apartment door startled me out of an uneasy sleep, the sight of a scared and disheveled Fives standing there, however, had me awake immediately and hurrying the man inside.

“Fives? What are you doing here? What’s going on?” I was holding onto his forearms with shaking hands, a dark fear clutching at my heart tightly. The last I’d heard from Rex, something had happened with Tup and he went with him to Kamino. That had been the last I’d heard anything at all, no one able to give me any other information.

“Astrid, I need your help. I have to hide, they’re coming after me because they think I tried to assassinate Palpatine,” He was speaking quickly, paranoid and frightened. “I was defending myself. We have these chips in our heads and they’re going to use them to make us turn on the Jedi.”

“Fives, slow down, what is... What are you talking about? I-I don’t…” I was trying to understand, but he wasn’t making much sense, and the sudden sound of my comm chirping had us both jumping. “Um… hello?”

“Valkyrie? Something’s happened to Fives. Is he with you?” Rex asked, his voice tight with emotion.

O Lord, O Lord, I’m begging you, please don’t take that sinner from me. Oh, don’t take that sinner from me…

“No, I’m sorry Rex. He’s not here. What’s going on?” I lied through my teeth, my eyes locked with Fives’ so he knew I wasn’t going to betray him.

“Honestly, I’m not sure myself. If he comes to you, can you let me know?”

“You got it Captain. Good night.” I ended the comm call, walked into my room and dropped it on my bed before walking back out, shutting the door behind me. “What can I do? How do I help?” 

O Lord, O Lord, what do I do? I’ve fallen for someone who’s nothing like you…

“Call Danica, she’s got proof.” He was so agitated, so unlike himself, that I was scared. In all the time I’d known him, he’d always been level headed and calm, nothing at all like he was right now.

“Ok… ok, I’ll comm her, love. I need you to do something for me first, alright? Can you sit down on the couch so I can give you a quick exam?” I pulled my lip between my teeth, biting hard enough to draw blood. Fives gave me a look of irritation but complied with my request while I grabbed my med kit, pawing through it for something I’d keep on hand when I had been using so I could flush the drugs from my system. “Here. This might hurt for a second, but I promise it’ll help.”

He’s raised on the edge of the devil’s backbone. Oh, I just wanna take him home. Oh, I just wanna take him home.

He was impatient, but let me do what I had to do before urging me to get a hold of Danica. I went back to grab my comm and called her, waiting with baited breath for the Fae to answer.

“Valkyrie?” She sounded distressed when she answered, her voice tight with a range of emotions. “Wolffe and I are headed your way. We have to talk. It’s really important.” I didn’t even get a chance to reply when she disconnected the call, staring down at the comm with a frown. What in the nine worlds was going on that all of my friends and boyfriend were acting so off?

“Did you talk to her?” Fives peered up at me from where he was bundled up on my couch, wrapped up in one of my favorite blankets. He was coming down from whatever he’d been dosed with. He seemed more like himself now, thank Odin.

O Lord, O Lord, he’s somewhere between a hangman’s knot and three mouths to feed...

“Yeah, she and Wolffe are on their way,” I sat down next to him, resting a hand on his thigh, trying to center myself. “Now that I’ve gotten ahold of Dani, will you please tell me what is going on? In ways that make sense?” He nodded slowly, and began to tell me what had happened with Tup and what the Kaminoans had done. I sat there silently, horrified by what I was being told; it was no wonder he had run.

There wasn’t a wrong or a right he could choose. He did what he had to do. Oh, he did what he had to do.

A knock on my door had Fives freezing in the middle of his sentence and I was leaping to my feet, going for the knife I kept nearby just in case.  I was already technically committing treason, may as well add some murder into the mix, too. Anything to keep Fives safe, I would do whatever it took.

“Valkyrie, it’s Danica and Wolffe.” Dani’s voice spoke up from the other side of the door, Wolffe confirming it was just the two of them. I opened the door and ushered them inside, locking the door again. Fives looked relieved when he saw them and Dani offered him a soft smile.

“Fives, I heard from Kix. He was able to get a meeting set up with Rex and Anakin. We need to go, now.” Dani was speaking quick, shifting from foot to foot, her eyes darting around nervously.

“I’m coming along. Give me a second to change.” I moved quickly, throwing on a black crop top and jeans, strapped some daggers to my thighs, grabbed a vibroaxe to strap to my hips and slipped on my comfortable, oversized hoodie and a pair of combat boots. “Alright, let’s go.”

Give me the burden, give me the blame. I’ll shoulder the load and I’ll swallow the shame…

Chaos had broken out: Anakin and Rex had shown up at the designated meeting spot and while Fives was explaining what was going on, Fox and the rest of the guard showed up, and everyone was talking all at once, Fox demanding we give Fives up into their custody. I stepped in front of him, head held high, axe gripped tight in one hand as I stared the man down with hard eyes.

Give me the burden, give me the blame. How many, how many Hail Mary's is it gonna take?

“Fox, wait, just hold on a minute -”

“No. I know how attached you are, Valkyrie, but he’s a criminal. Now hand him over.” Fox was firm when he cut me off, a soft undertone of regret in his tone.

Don’t care if he’s guilty, don’t care if he’s not. He’s good and he’s bad and he’s all that I’ve got.

“No. I have proof he’s innocent.” Danica spoke up now, stepping up to join me, a datapad in hand. Wolffe was watching the situation unfold, a hand on his blaster, bristling when Fox turned his attention to his wife. “I’ve been spying on the Republic since I came here. It was on orders from my mother, she wanted to know what you were hiding and I stumbled upon this plot and did some digging, putting together evidence and files. Here, read it.” Danica slowly approached Fox with her hands up and handed him the datapad, which he took and began to look at everything on it.

“You’re a spy?” Wolffe was staring at her and she shook her head.

“Now isn’t the time for this Wolffe. We’ll talk about it later.”

O Lord, O Lord, I’m begging you, please, don’t take that sinner from me.

“Fox, please. I’m begging you, please, don’t take him from me.” Tears slid down my cheeks as I pleaded for him to leave Fives alone. Fox didn’t say a word, just stared down at the datapad before slowly looking back up at me.

“You’re free to go, Fives. Wolffe, get Danica off planet. If we need her for this, I’ll let you know, but if she stays, she’ll be arrested for espionage. General Skywalker, Captain Rex, we’ll need you to come with us to show this datapad to the other Senators and the Jedi Council.” Fox finally spoke, holding onto the datapad like his life depended on it. “And Valkyrie? I suggest you and Fives leave as well until all of this blows over.”

Relief washed through me as I embraced Fives tightly, the two of us dropping to the ground, holding each other tightly, Fives pressing his face into my hair. Tears blurred my vision, coming faster now and I muffled my sobs into his chest, so happy that he was going to be okay after all.

“Come on you two, let’s go. We need to get out of here.” Danica murmured, reaching out to touch my shoulder. I nodded, still sniffling, and we got to our feet, hustling out of there so we could swing by the apartment to get some fresh clothes for the trip to Ellodeem with Wolffe and Dani.

“I was so scared I was going to lose you.” We were walking behind Wolffe and Dani, fingers laced together, Fives gripping tightly.

“Sorry babe, you’re never getting rid of me. You’re gonna have to deal with me being around for the rest of our lives.” He lifted my hand to press a kiss to my knuckles. “Guess now would be a bad time to ask you to marry me?”

“Really? Now? You’re choosing to propose to me now of all times?” I couldn’t help it, I began to laugh through my tears. “Fives, you cannot be serious.” I wiped my eyes with the back of my free hand, shaking my head.

“Serious as can be, doll. What do you say? Be my wife?” He was grinning now, too, while Wolffe and Dani shot us a look, Wolffe rolling his eyes while Dani smiled brightly. 

“I thought you’d never ask.”

Oh, don’t take that sinner from me.

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When the Sun Sleeps in Canto Bight [9]

Previous Entire Series

CHAPTER PLAYERS Kylo Ren Ruby Girard Solo Sanya Solo, Daughter of Kylo and Ruby (5) Ben “Little” Solo, Jr., Son of Kylo and Ruby (4) Aida Solo, Daughter of Kylo and Ruby (2) Leia Organa Solo, Kylo’s mother Sheev Palpatine, Leader of the Palpatine Gang Ap’lek, a Knight of Ren Cheap Restaurant Patron Girlfriend of the Cheap Restaurant Patron (imagine a Jean Harlow character) Flora Chauntaine, Evin’s Wife/Ruby’s Friend Threepio, Leia’s butler CHAPTER CONTENT Fluff; happy family; slight sexual reference; mild violence; disparaging comments.

The series now takes place in a setting that can be compared to a city in 1930s U.S.A. A depression is slightly referenced through consumers’ interest in music.

Ruby intently watched her reflection as she put finishing touches on her makeup. A pink satin dress with long, ruffled sleeves adorned her curves. Her lips were still as she applied lipstick, but they twitched and formed into a smile when she heard the giggles of children. Kylo thumped into the bedroom like a fairytale giant. Sanya and Little clung to his legs like koala bears, and Aida sat on his shoulders. “Please, be careful,” Ruby urged. “Please, be careful,” Kylo mocked. “You all hear your Mama?”

The children giggled, and Ruby whirled around. “Oh, you all think that’s funny, huh?” Ruby asked. She grabbed Sanya and tickled her ribs, causing the little girl to break out into a fit of giggles. Ruby turned her attention to Little, and he left his father’s leg to run around the room--making his parents’ plush bed his destination. “Little, what did your mama say about gettin’ on that bed?” Kylo’s voice boomed. He pulled the two-year-old off his shoulders and held her in his arms, as Little quickly kicked his shoes off. Sanya took her shoes off and hopped on the bed, as well. But Little was letting his guard down. Ruby used the moment to attack--taking his little foot into her hand and tickling it. The boy fell back and filled the room with a pained laugh. Kylo watched the scene play out--looking Ruby over in the process. He bit his lip at the sight of her round ass in the form-fitting dress. “I’ve got a mind to shoot another baby in you with that dress on,” he said. Ruby’s eyes widened. “Kylo!” she said through clenched teeth. “They don’t know what I’m talking about,” he said back. He kissed Aida on the cheek and put her down on the bed. Then, he took a seat behind Ruby and kissed her neck. “What are you all going to do tonight?” Ruby asked, looking at the kids but talking to Kylo. “I know what we’re gonna do, but it’s a secret,” Kylo answered. Sanya jumped up. “Ooh, tell us, Papa, pleeeeeease!”  “It wouldn’t be a secret if I told you!” Kylo said, giving her nose a little tap with his index finger. ____________________ “Grandma, Grandma, Grandma!” Sanya and Little shouted through the large foyer of Leia’s home. The little lady with the coiffed updo flew out of the study.

“There are my grandbabies!” she said, her voice husky and strong. 

She bent down and pulled the two into her arms. Kylo followed behind, holding a duffel bag and carrying Aida in his free arm. Leia stood up and snatched the youngest right from Kylo’s arms. 

“There she goes with those chubby cheeks!” she said. Aida grabbed Leia’s lapel and mumbled and blubbered something nonsensible. Then, Leia gave her a peck on the cheek. “Kids, go into the kitchen. Threepio has a surprise for you.” “Oooh!” Sanya and Little said. They ran toward the kitchen. “Stop that running!” Kylo shouted at them. Leia’s shoulders lifted, frightened by her son’s stern voice. The children slowed their pace. “Stars, Ben. They’re alright!” Leia mumbled. Kylo wiped some drool from Aida’s mouth with his thumb. “Funny, when I was a kid, you’d have my head for running through the house.”

Leia rolled her eyes. “The past is the past.” “What kind of surprise does Threepio have?” Kylo asked. “Some fresh baked cookies,” Leia said, beaming.  “They can have two. I just took them for burgers and shakes, they’re never gonna go to fuc--go to bed.” Kylo handed the duffel bag off to Leia. “I should be back in about an hour. Two hours tops.” 

Leia stared at him in awe.

“Good evening, Mom,” she said to herself. “Good evening, Ben. How are you? Oh, I’ve been fine. That’s great. Business is good on this end. What about you?”

“Good evening, Mom. I’m glad business is good,” Kylo said. He bowed mockingly. “Business will be better for me when I make my way to it.”

He kissed Aida on the forehead and uncharacteristically kissed Leia. Both of them froze at the display of affection but said nothing of it. Kylo swallowed and turned on his heels. “Thanks, Mom. Shouldn’t take more than an hour,” he said, rushing for the door. ____________________  

“Now, your mom, on the other hand--I have a great deal of respect for her. A lot of people folded--giving up their businesses for pennies. But your mother’s got that Organa blood in her. If you ask me, the Organas are a gang all on their own.” Kylo chuckled. “I’d have to agree with you on that.” Sheev Palpatine took puffs of his cigar on the other side of Kylo’s desk. “I don’t like to force people to fall in line with me. You make the offer appealing, they’ll fall soon enough. Especially when they’re in need.” Kylo nodded. “And the Organas have never been in need.” “Precisely.” Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. “Come in.” Ap’lek opened the door. “Boss, there’s a customer who wants to meet the manager.” “For what?” Kylo asked, annoyed. “Didn’t like his food.” “Fuckin’ hell…” Kylo mumbled. “I think he’s just lookin’ for trouble, Boss…” Kylo rose from his seat. “I should be heading home, anyway,” Sheev said, also rising. “Thank you for meeting me on such short notice. Don’t forget--Trudgen and Cardo only. Through the flower shop, into the alley, and behind the bakery.”

“I won’t forget,” Kylo said. “Let me walk you out.”

Kylo and Sheev walked behind Ap’lek and into the recently upgraded dining area of The Garden Lounge. 

“I’ll be over in a minute,” he told Ap’lek. 

His eyes fell on a couple. The man looked to be his father’s age and of course, the woman he was dining with was young enough to be his daughter. She had platinum blonde hair in Marcel waves, was covered in diamonds, and wore a mink stole over her white satin dress. The man sat at the table with his arms folded. Kylo escorted Sheev to his car. Before Sheev climbed in, he held a finger up.

“Oh, by the way. Requests for Ruby’s records are going up,” he said.

“Are they now?” Kylo asked, a small smile forming on his face.

“Didn’t I tell you? You make something appealing enough--people will want it. If everyone thinks she’s tops, they’ll want to be associated with her,” Sheev said. He sat in his car, but Kylo held the door. “Now, wait, Sheev. You’re talkin’ like Ruby has no talent,” he said. “Like you’ve gotta force her on people.” “Oh, no, she is, talented Kylo. No mistake about it. But it’s like I told you before, her voice is too raw. Too powerful. People have been wanting music they can sip champagne and dance to--not drink whiskey and cry to.” Sheev started his engine. 

“But, with the way things are going now, I think people may be coming around. We’ll see.”

Sheev closed his door and waved goodbye to Kylo. Then, Kylo went back into the lounge and stopped at the troublesome table. The woman’s plate was empty, and her face was reddish--her lips pursed. The man’s plate was almost empty--some beef left on the bone; a corner of mashed potatoes left. “What’s the problem?” The man held up his check. “I just don’t think this was worth what I paid, buddy.” The blonde rolled her eyes. “But you ate the whole damn thing,” Kylo said. “Don’t get me wrong, it was okay, but it wasn’t worth this amount. I’d like a senior’s discount or something.” Kylo stared at the man, mulling over how to handle this. He looked at the plate again, then back into the man’s eyes. Then, he looked at the woman’s plate, and into her sapphire blues. 

“Did you enjoy your meal, ma’am?”

“I--” 

“It’s not about whether we enjoyed it or not,” the man said. He pointed at his date. “She could have made this for me herself for cheaper. This didn’t blow me away, at all.”

Kylo knocked the man’s plate into his lap. “Well, get her to make something for you next time.”

“Now, wait a minute!” the man shouted. He jumped up from his seat, but Kylo slapped him across the face, sending him back down on his butt. 

“Pay this ticket and get the fuck out,” Kylo said. He glanced at the woman, who was smirking. 

“I hope you find some more enjoyable company this evening, Miss.”

“As do I!” she agreed. Kylo walked back toward his office. 

“You’re always fuckin’ embarrassing me!” he heard the woman screeched.

Ap’lek watched the man pay the bill, then walked into the office, shaking his head.

“The things men do to impress new pussy,” Ap’lek said. 

“Do you got a pair of balls in your fuckin’ underwear, Ap’lek?” Kylo asked, lighting a cigarette. 

“Yeah, Boss,” Ap’lek answered, releasing air from his nostrils. “Why do you ask?”

“Don’t come in here like a little bitch askin’ me to take care of some fuckin’ table. Especially with Palpatine here. He already thinks you guys are fuckin’ useless.” Kylo blew a puff of smoke into the air. “My kids know how to handle a fuckin’ conflict with more fuckin’ brass than you. Get a fuckin’ grip.”

“Sorry, Boss,” Ap’lek said. He tipped his head in reverence. “I just didn’t want to create any trouble.”

“That fuckin’ prune wasn’t gonna be no trouble. He just wanted to get out of payin’ a bill. Use your fuckin’ common sense.”

“Yes, Boss.” “I’m gonna look over a few books, then I’m gettin’ the fuck outta here,” Kylo said, opening his desk drawer. “Yes, Sir...”

____________________

“It’s a shame you couldn’t stay for the after-party, Ruby,” Flora said. She stopped her car in front of the Ren house. 

“I know. I just miss my babies so much,” Ruby said. She looked up at the darkened house. “They’re all probably knocked out.”

Flora chuckled. “I’m sure my kiddos are, too.”

“I miss having you around, Ruby. All of that testosterone gets to be too much.” Ruby laughed.

“You know you don’t have to go to every engagement, Flo,” Ruby suggested in a sing-songy voice.

“Oh, you’re crazy!” 

Ruby threw her head back and let out another laugh. “You don’t trust Evin after all of these years?”

“Oh, I trust Evin. I don’t trust the boys. Or the chicks at the clubs. The only reason I drove you home is because I miss talking to you alone.”

Ruby rolled her eyes and smiled. “I think you should trust your husband, Flo. He loves you and wouldn’t dream of stepping out on you.”

“Yeah, sure, sure…” Flora said. She hugged Ruby. “Come record with us again,” she said, pulling away.

“I’ll try. I’m just so tied up with Sidious Records. I can’t record with anyone else right now.”

“How much longer are you contracted with them?”

“Two more years. Or until my records start to tank,” Ruby answered.

“Well, from the sounds of it, that’s gonna be a long time. Your records are always on the radio,” Flora said. Ruby smiled. 

“Yeah, it is nice to hear myself,” Ruby said, warmth befalling her. “Thanks for dropping me off. Get back to the club.” 

Ruby gave Flora one more hug before stepping out of the car and into the house. It was pitch black and eerily quiet. She walked up the stairs and peeked into the bedrooms. No Kylo, no kids. Ruby went back downstairs and grabbed the phone.

“CB West Information...” the switchboard operator said. 

“Hello, I’d like to be connected with PAR-1956.” “One moment, please.” Ruby fiddled with the phone cord. “This is Leia Organa’s residence, may I ask who is speaking?” “Hi, Threepio! This Ruby. Is Kylo there?” Ruby asked. “Good evening, Mrs. Ruby. No, he isn’t, but the children are. He dropped them off to attend an emergency meeting.”  “He did?”

“Yes, ma’am. Would you like them brought to you?” he asked.

“Um…” Ruby thought about it. “No, I’ll come to get them myself. I’ll be over soon.”

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ok but please tell us about the hunger games/the clone wars au and also the dr sleep/the clone wars au i needs it

aaaahHHH thank you for asking!!!!! my heart always bursts at these asks about these au’s uhhh, lemme get myself organized: 

so the thg/tcw au...i have many ideas/am still in the outlining process of this fic, but um, i have some ideas: 

- obi-wan’s the adopted son of one of the old hunger games victors, so he’s got some more advantages, even though. you know. still sucks that he’s about to enter an arena where he has to fight to the death. he’s in his last year of viability for the hunger games, too. 

- anakin, like his tcw self, only has his mom. he’s wicked good with machinery (so idk what district that would put him in? 3, i think, if i remember correctly?), and he helps his mom run shop. since he’s an only child, he doesn’t really have to put his name in as much as the other kids, but the past year has been really difficult, so he puts his name in a few more times than he usually would. and of course he gets chosen. 

- this is ahsoka’s first year of entering her names for the hunger games, and of course she gets chosen, too. little girl puts on a brave face, though, even though it pains the entire district to see this little child sent off already. 

- qui-gon is the one who mentors obi-wan/padme is the one who mentors anakin (also anakin lowkey has a crush on her but uhhh anakin please focus you’re literally going to die if you don’t)/rex is the one who mentors ahsoka (and double the pain because rex is quickly impressed and also sad because this little kid is so full of heart) 

- obi-wan and anakin and ahsoka all wind up meeting each other because all of their mentors weirdly know each other? (there will be an explanation for this later but ssshh spoilers) 

- um obi-wan’s just like “don’t get attached don’t get attached don’t--” and then anakin and ahsoka rope him into whatever they’re doing and he’s just like “dammit” 

- when the games start, things get really bad really fast. anakin and obi-wan and ahsoka are all briefly separated, and then they reunite. mostly through a series of “oops i accidentally on purpose saved your life i probably shouldn’t have done that because we’re going to have to kill each other eventually but uhhh for now can we just stick together” 

- lots of trying to survive/briefly having these weird happy moments (anakin pushes obi-wan into a stream. ahsoka teaches anakin how to hang upside down from a tree branch. obi-wan always insists taking first watch and he just quietly stays up the whole night despite the fact that anakin and ahsoka both tell him to wake them for their own shifts.) 

- i won’t go any further at this point because uhhh spoilers + also i haven’t figured out the ending yet but expect a lot of bittersweet found family things 

as for the doctor sleep au: 

- obi-wan and anakin are both traumatized from the events of their past so :((( lots of nightmares and not knowing quite how to cope but still trying to cope. they’re trying their best. 

- there’s a day when anakin and obi-wan are both Not Having a Good Day, and ahsoka, sensing it from miles and miles away, takes the opportunity to write on their wall Every Five Minutes Until They Feel Better. (“obi-wan the kid’s doing it again” “oh for heaven’s sake--”) 

- i picture obi-wan to basically look like danny torrance thank u ewan mcgregor pls i just want him to wear sweaters and jeans and also that really nice jacket 

- the time ahsoka gets kidnapped by creep palpatine’s goons is not fun, not good, very scary 

- anakin and obi-wan basically take turns doing the ThingTM where like?? anakin + obi-wan + ahsoka are all in ahsoka’s body?? (very much like that scene with dan and abra in crow daddy’s car.) basically, they scare the living shit out of palpatine’s goon because ahsoka’s eyes just keep changing shades of blue (anakin’s deep blue, obi-wan’s blue-grey, ahsoka’s own bright blue), and even though ahsoka’s still speaking in her own voice, the tone changes like every few seconds as anakin and obi-wan and ahsoka take turns speaking. (“this car is such a mess, very much like your room, anakin” “hey, it’s not that bad” “can you two please stop for like, two seconds? we’re still in the car!!!” meanwhile, palpatine’s goon is just going holy shit holy shit holy shit--) 

- anyways they get their shit together enough to just spin the car out of control (and then anakin + obi-wan are both basically screaming in ahsoka’s head like “are you okay please are you okay are you okay” and ahsoka just groans and is like “yes i’m fine pls can you lower the volume”) 

- i’m still in the process of outlining the exact details/plot of this fic too, but that’s like the one scene i have in perfect clarity so uhhh i hope you enjoyed???

[jjoelswatch]

I HAVE SEEN THE WAR OF THE STARS

This was a very different Star Wars movie in the best ways possible. Whether you loved it or hated it, this movie would not have been possible without SW:TLJ, full stop. Personally, I liked this movie a lot. SW:ROTS is my favorite just because it’s a) the movie that got me to like Star Wars and b) Anakin, so nothing really compares to that for me but. I think I can largely attribute what I did like about this movie to how much it reminded me of story arcs in Clone Wars or Rebels (namely Mortis, Malachor, and the World Between Worlds), with the little caveats/side quests and side characters and the focus on arcane Force powers.

What I liked:

Kylo Ren and Rey being collective badasses on two opposite spectrums of the Force. You really get the sense that as things continue to become unbalanced, the more and more their powers grow. This movie is truly a love letter to fans of both Rey and Kylo Ren, because they both have largely satisfying developments (in their powers and their character growth). I’ve never hated Kylo Ren like a lot of people do. I like his character, I think he’s - at least - cool. This movie really showcased how formidable he was right off the bat-- from Title Scroll to opening scene. And if this movie showed how powerful he was, it REALLY doubled down on how strong Rey is. More on this throughout this ramble post.

Holy Sith lore, Batman.

Rey’s training sequence was everything Luke’s training sequence in SW:TESB should have been (limited ofc by film techniques of its time); I thoroughly enjoyed it. I know a lot of people are complaining about it, since she adamantly chose not to walk the path of a Jedi, but I liked that Leia got to be her Jedi Master.

Even though it was in the trailer, Rey flipping over the Kylo’s ship and slicing the wing off with her lightsaber was rad af.

Also followed by another rad af moment of her Force pulling the ship, like damn girl.

My face when Rey used Sith lightning was one of genuine shock like holy shit. This is also when I knew the “Force bloodline” twist ahead of time. It allowed me to become (mostly) okay with it. But damn, even Kylo Ren is like “...fuck”.

AUDIBLE SIGH OF RELIEF THAT CHEWIE DIDN’T DIE. Actual personification of that one bear vine.

Former spice-runner Poe is...sexy. What a concept.

Kijimi planet sequence was really cool. It also hammered home the entire space nazi motif in a very in-your-face way, which I appreciated because I feel like people try to rationalize the Empire and First Order as not being that, when that’s literally what they are. It also introduced Zorii Bliss, who I really enjoyed.

I really liked the style of the Force bond/Force Dyad moments in this movie. We got a good handful of them in TLJ and they were cool (and confirmed to not just be Snoke causing them with that movie’s end scene), but these were better. Just the way the scenes transition and the tangible objects being transferred between them.

Her parentage reveal, the mirror of the “join me” scene from TLJ [chef’s kiss] *

General Hux being the spy really reminded me of Alexsandr Kallus being Fulcrum in SW:Rebels, except Kallus was hotter and had less petty reasons for betraying the Empire.

The space horse...tusk...creatures. I love them.

Rey and Kylo Ren’s fight on the Death Star wreckage. Finally, at long last, we get to see some prequels level Jedi flips and jumps. FINALLY!

Leia’s last sacrifice c’:

Rey striking down Kylo Ren, healing him, telling him that she had wanted to take his hand when he offered, but she’d wanted to take Ben’s hand. So perfect.

Ben and Han’s mirrored scene from the bridge scene in TFA with Kylo and Han, line for line, with the right choice made this time. Just the combined effort of his father’s memory and his mother’s sacrifice having him throw his lightsaber into the ocean, killing Kylo Ren and becoming Ben Solo once more. So emotionally satisfying. **

Also: “Dad...” “I know.” very nice callback to TESB.

Force Ghost!Luke c’: catching that lightsaber as Rey goes to throw it into the flames; nice resolution to Luke’s arc from TLJ.

LUKE AND LEIA TRAINING SCENE FLASHBACK!!

Kylo Ren’s redemption/turn to the light was something that I thought I would hate, but I actually thought it was the one consistent character arc in the sequel films. I actually enjoyed it a lot, like everything about him turning to the light was handled well and you can track its path through the entire sequel trilogy. Don’t @ me.

Ben doing the classic Han Solo No Look Shot-- with Lando’s blaster (how did he get that?)

Ben absolutely butchering the Knights of Ren wearing the space equivalent of a sweater and jeans. Just the epitome of chaotic Skywalker/Solo energy. Iconic.

Enjoyed Ben’s little shrug of “finally” when Rey used their Force bond to transfer him one of the lightsabers to use. Was sitting there watching him fight like, get this man a lightsaber.

Also, regarding that moment, just the pause within their Force bond, actually, truly seeing each other.

All the voices of the Jedi. Chills. I heard Luke, Obi-Wan, Yoda, Windu, Kanan, Anakin. Ahsoka. ***

Rey’s sacrifice. Ben’s sacrifice. For a moment, I thought they were going to kill both of them and Palpatine (which I would have hated and appreciated at once; zero it out, bring balance to the Force via a flatline), or leave Rey dead and Ben alive to be haunted by his own deeds and demons. It was a surprise that Ben could use Force healing in the way Rey displayed earlier in the film, but a good one. Thanos vc: a soul for a soul.

“Ben” c’: such a bittersweet moment of acknowledgement and redemption tbh. ****

Rey burying Luke (Anakin’s) and Leia’s sabers on Tatooine c’: *****

Rey’s yellow lightsaber made from her staff. I wonder if it’s double-bladed (I bet it is).

I had a feeling one way or another that by the end of the movie Rey would be taking the Skywalker name for herself. I’m sure this made a lot of people angry. I’m not one of them.

What I didn’t like:

Not much tbh!

The Reylo kiss I guess, since it felt shoehorned in since they were both enemies 12 hours prior (if that). It would have felt more natural if it had just been a brief embrace or (as a friend suggested) a forehead touch. I’m totally okay with Rey and Ben having this strong connection through the Force, but no matter where you stand on the idea of those characters being romantically involved, you have to admit that they just weren’t there yet to have that kiss. ******

Conflicted that the Skywalker bloodline is gone. Like, trust me, I know the point - or one of the major ones - of this film is that blood doesn’t dictate choices/blood isn’t important, but like...I really love the Skywalkers, okay?

Palpatine being alive in this pretty much invalidates Anakin’s journey in the first six episodes, which sucks because in this house we love and appreciate Anakin Skywalker. You get a sense that Palpatine’s return was definitely never the end goal for this trilogy. It doesn’t feel planned because it’s never explained how he’s back, how he survived. We’re left to assume that it’s Sith power sustaining him. We never find out how Palpatine (who’s basically a zombie, I mean, look at him) managed to create a massive fleet of Star Destroyers capable of destroying planets. That’s just how it is, deal with it.

Asterisks/Questions Unanswered/Misc.:

* Still can’t believe Rey Palpatine fan theories DID THAT. Press F to pay respects to my Rey Kenobi theories (which would have made more sense with a Force bond but WHATEVER).

** This is where I would have wanted Anakin’s Force Ghost moment to be, especially since Kylo Ren idolized the ideal of Vader for so long, I felt it would have been a nice touch to have Anakin step in here, while across the galaxy Rey is being reached out to by Luke. Ultimately though, I think Han worked best.

*** Look, I know Ahsoka’s voice was in the past Jedi/Force Ghost moment, but like...my girl ain’t dead. Togruta live for over 200+ years, plus she was resurrected with the power of The Daughter. She just Force Skyped in to give Rey an inspirational line. Also Ahsoka is...not a Jedi, so ? interesting.

On that note, the above scene also reminds me 100% of Ezra’s moment in The World Between Worlds.

**** Really wish redemption didn’t always have to mean death, but I also understand that just like in ROTJ with Vader, there was a slim-to-none chance of a future for Ben after doing everything he’d done. But I also think death is...an easy out, when you don’t want to think about how a character can continue to atone for their deeds. I would have liked to see Ben live.

***** As for burying Luke and Leia’s sabers in the sands of Tatooine, Luke never associated himself with Anakin’s saber, so she buried Anakin’s saber in a place he hated and associated with so much pain and loss.

****** Reylo has never really been a ship I sailed, though I’ve never expressly hated it (there are certainly far more uncomfortable scenes with Anakin and Padma in AOTC than there have been between Rey and Kylo Ren in the sequel films), but if one of them is going to die, don’t have them kiss. If you’re going to have them kiss, let them live.

Finn never really did get to tell Rey what he wanted to tell her, huh? I joke. I think it’s obvious by the final act of the movie that he wanted to tell her that he could feel the Force, that he’s Force sensitive. This was hinted at in TFA during several beats (especially when he fights Kylo Ren-- anyone can use a lightsaber, but it’s kinda curious that he could hold his own for a bit).

This movie radiates a bi energy in ways I can’t describe. All the stuff with Poe being real concerned about what Finn wanted to tell Rey when he thought they were going to die? Poe and Zorii? Finn and Jannah? Poe and Rey? Really can’t believe they cut away before Finn and Poe kissed in the end celebration scene.

Ben Solo > Kylo Ren

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i wish these had numbers to not take up room but alas: what is your absolute favorite ship? what’s a ship you like that most people don’t? what is the most underrated ship, in your opinion? (choose any of your fave pairings for the following bc I'm curious about all your faves) rate [pairing] from 1-10 and explain why. what’s your favorite headcanon of [pairing]? what’s your favorite canon moment of [pairing]? favorite AU ideas for [pairing]? what song(s) remind you of [pairing]?

Thank you my dear! You are my Star Wars Friend so I’ll keep it SW focused (if you wanted to ask this to solely find out what else I liked BESIDES SW sorry lol just let me know and I can redo it). This got long because turns out I have a lot to say about my ships so answers under the cut!!! xD

Absolute favorite ship: This one’s kinda hard but I’m gonna have to go with Obi Wan/Anakin! I also like them a lot as a trio with Padmé, but overall I gotta say these two are just my faves? Why? Because they are such a M E S S and gosh I just love them so much. Ppl say they don’t like each other very much but come on, have you watched the TCW, have you watched RotS, they’re the greatest team there ever was, they’re constantly fretting and worrying about each other, they’re always teasing (the constant banter omg boys pls) at each other and hyping the other up and believing in each other and Ahsoka literally calls them her adoptive guardians in the Ahsoka novel, that’s how much of a family they were and ugh they’re just so married. And they’re such a TRAGEDY and it breaks my heart and it’s delicious to watch because in the final fight it’s just heartbreaking betrayal because through it all they love each other so much and that’s WHY they’re so furious with each other because to them it feels like the ultimate betrayal. Even after (when after everything, Obi Wan still loved Anakin too much to kill him himself) they’re constantly on the other’s mind, and ugh the pain hurts but in such a good way, and how in the end Anakin did the right thing and Obi Wan was RIGHT THERE to help guide him back to the light in spirit and now they can rest happily together for eternity (with some spare stressing about, ya know, Kylo Ren and the impending return of Sidious, but never mind all that). and on top of that, it’s my fave because I also absolutely love their relationship platonically as well, as much as I LIKE to see them together, it’s not necessary for me because they have such an enjoyable dynamic. *coughs* Sorry, so yea, they’re my disaster faves! 😅

A ship I like that most people don’t: See above lol. I get aspects of the Obikin ship can be problematic in the whole power dynamic and age difference thing, but I’ve only ever shipped it after Anakin was knighted as an adult when there’s literally not a problem with it (it was weird for me because I watched the prequels totally out of order. I actually saw the TCW cartoon FIRST and then I saw RotS and then I didn’t watch the first two for a while after that because I was a fool and listened to prequel bashers who said the first two weren’t good, so when I started shipping them as adults that was all I saw them as). To be honest, for the most part the PT fandom is done with the drama since ya know, like a good half of the SW general fandom still hates us, so no one’s really vocal about not liking it and our shipping community is mostly left to ourselves, but every once in a while I’ll come across a joke post/fanart of the two and OP will be all snarky in the notes like “tag as a ship and I’ll come after you with my spiked bat” (someone’s exact words btw) and it’s like ok jeez, do not interact then, was minding my own business dude...

My most underrated ship: Hmmmm....... Gonna have to go between Luke/Ezra and Satine/Padmé. Skybridger I understand since they’ve literally never met in canon, but come ON, they’d get along like a house on fire and argh they should have met, it would be great. I honestly don’t get why Pads and Satine aren’t more of a thing (THEY DON’T EVEN HAVE AN OFFICIAL SHIPNAME ;_; ) cuz c’mon they’re the subtler explosive yin to Obi and Ani’s wildfire yang. They get along great and work together really well, and they both seem to have a type. I am doing them a little better in my new OT4 fic, and I hope ppl like it!!! Ya know what, I’m also gonna add Kaeden (cute girl from the Ahsoka novel!) and Ahsoka because even if a lot of ppl actually ship them, they hardly have any content and neED MORE DANGIT THEY WERE SO CUTE!!!!!!!

Gonna go with Obikin for all the following ones cuz I haven’t had the chance to gush about my boys in a while and you’ve opened Pandora’s box

Rate them from 1-10: 10, plus a hundred more points because I love them, then subtract that hundred again cuz Anakin is an gotdang idiot who ruined it and now they both make me cry. My scoring reasons are that they make me feel all the emotions and I love them Ever So Much and argh.

Fave headcanon: Oh boy, I’ve got a couple actually!

Whenever they’re talking/arguing over the phone, they’re always subconsciously mirroring each other’s actions even when they can’t see what the other is doing. It’s kinda creepy because you’ll hear yelling and it’ll look like one of them’s talking to an invisible person in front of them when it’s actually each other.

There has been multiple instances of them both getting injured in battle because they were distracted watching the other be a total badass (not that either will admit it)

Neither of them are morning people. AT ALL. Obi Wan actually has self-discipline and is able to get up with an alarm and crankily drag them both up, but both are almost impossible to deal with until they’ve had caffeine in them, and it’s been established that unless you want to risk murder, neither of them talks in the morning until caffeine has been provided.

There has been many, many cases of accidentally taking the other’s robe and not realizing it but thinking to themselves that said robe feels more comforting than usual today.

A mutually drunken arm wrestling match absolutely turned into a mutually drunken makeout once. Neither can remember it, and they wonder why some of the clones have been acting funny all week.

Half of the Temple thinks they’re already dating.

Ok I’ll stop it here

Fave Canon Moment: Ughhh, this is HARD. I really like the “any closer and you’d be kissing it” line in TCW, basically any moment in TCW when one of them refers to Ahsoka as “OUR padawan”, the extra long stares and unnecessary touches they give each other in TCW, the elevator scene in RotS movie (THE NOVEL MAKES IT A MILLION TIMES BETTER), also in RotS the way Anakin is half-ready to straight up fight Palpatine when he suggests leaving Obi Wan behind to die, the RotS “No loose wire jokes” bit, the RotS “Roger. Roger.” bit (OKAY JUST THE WHOLE FIRST HALF OF THIS RIDICULOUS MOVIE), the way Vader built his big stupid castle where they had their breakup, the way he’s constantly mentioning Obi Wan when the convo wasn’t even about him, seeing them together again at the end of RotJ (whoops you asked for one, you get MANY SCENES)

Fave AU ideas: Again, there’s a couple!

Superpower AU: Can’t decide whether I’d put this in canon or modern. Most powers in this AU are stolen from inspired by X-Men, DC, and other popular media, so I’m torn between Anakin having Jean Grey/Dark Phoenix style powers while Obi Wan had a variation on Rogue’s with additional energy manipulation. OR it would be a thing where Anakin could commune with the dead a la Klaus from Umbrella Academy while Obes had sort of Avatar-style wind/flight powers. (Both are relevant for different plots).

Sith AU: I know these are far from unpopular in the SW fandom, but the way I’d do it would be to try and write two stories at once, update one every other week so one update a week total. The stories would what would happen if either of them became the Sith Apprentice after the events of Episode 1, and how their dynamic would be during Ep 2 and The Clone Wars with one of them on the other side. It’s funny because the way I’ve plotted it, the Sith!Ani fic would have very big Good Omens vibes, while the Sith!Obi one would have very strong Under the Red Hood vibes, so two VERY different dynamics going on xD

WWII Spies: This is one I 100% plan to write someday, even tho it is a very long time from now. It’s basically following Anakin as an American naval pilot who got injured in a crash and discharged. He still wants to serve and eventually his talent gets him into the intelligence end of the war and sent to Europe where he meets Ben, who’s been working with British intelligence since it broke out, and sparks fly. I’m kind of cheating here cuz as of now this is an Obianidala story, not just Obikin, but it’s one I’m very excited for

Phantom of the Opera AU: This idea I had when I realized that Anakin as Vader is kinda a Lot like the Phantom, but he’s also a Lot like Christine too. So it turned into Anakin as a talented ballet dancer getting preyed on by Palpatine!Phantom (there is NO romance there, Palpy is a total creep and will be treated as such) with Obi Wan as a combination of Raoul and Madame Gery and I have a bunch of ideas and idk if it’s gonna be an actual thing, but I want it to.

Shapeshifter AU: Canon, not very complicated but they can all shift into animals. Obi Wan is a kind of cougar panther cat with a fluffy ginger tail, and Anakin is a big grumpy black Krayt Dragon with a stump for a front leg.

Not A Jedi!AU: One in canon in which set like the Sith!AU, two different stories exploring how their dynamic would be if one of them wasn’t found by the Order. As of now, I’ve got Anakin as the warrior pirate prince of Tatooine, after having grown up and staged a slave rebellion, then promptly put his mother on the throne, and Obi Wan’s there to negotiate something during TCW and things happen. For the Obi Wan one, he’s a political journalist and war correspondent who keeps on running into Anakin’s assignments and popping up where he’s stationed and Anakin has to keep this idiot from getting himself killed/stop asking me annoying questions that criticize the Jedi and the government.

Dark!AU: A kind of morbid canon divergent fic where Padmé dies early and unexpectedly (Palps didn’t plan it). Anakin goes off the rails and Obi Wan agrees to go with him on a murder vengeance roadtrip to try and keep him from Falling or the Sith from getting to him. He kinda fails and they both Fall in a way and it ends with them hunting down Sidious’ players one by one. I’m not entirely sure I want to continue with this tho because it plays strongly on the Fridged Woman trope, which I can’t stand. I’d have to figure out how to give Padmé some sort of active role after her death...

Songs to describe them: There’s a couple (I could have very well gone cranky but I decided to do (mostly) serious))(also my music taste kinda stinks)

Icarus— Bastille

Anna Sun— WALK THE MOON

Animal I Have Become— Acoustic cover by Vitamin String Quartet (original by Three Days Grace) (seriously y’all listen it’s sooooo gooooood)

Warriors— Imagine Dragons

My Demons— STARSET

Ignorance— Paramore

Set Fire to the Rain— Adele

Stubborn Love— The Lumineers

How to Save A Life— The Fray (yes i am aware it is stereotypical angst song leave me Alone it FITS)

Viva la Vida— Coldplay (tbh this fits like the entire PT but I liked it)

Raised by Wolves— U2 (another more PT-centric, but this one works dangit)

Bonus Broadway Song! : Confrontation from Les Miserables (now that ya think of it, that would be a pretty good AU too.....)

Bonus Broadway Song! : The Tango Maureen from Rent (I always imagined this one as Obi Wan and Padmé about Anakin, but it would be about something other than cheating cuz canon has established Anakin views cheating as a worse crime than murder, so yea)

Bonus Broadway Song! : Anything You Can Do I Can Do Better (aight this one’s mostly a joke but come ON don’t tell me that’s not completely them xD)

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Normal Pt. One

Summary: Im shit at these, but anyway

You were tasked after keeping an eye on Peter by your dad, but along the way, you gave up on that, and began to live like a normal teenage girl, making your first friends, and even enemies.

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

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“I didn’t think you were public schooled?”

“I wasn’t, but my dad wanted me to keep an eye on you.” You told him, still holding the earbuds you had taken from him. “Why do you listen to your music so low?” The earbuds now in your ears as he tried to take his phone out and pause the music.

“Because, I have sensitive ears, you know that!” Peter tried to grab for the apple earbuds from your ears, but you had dodged him pretty easily.

“Weird that you have these earbuds but not an apple phone.”

Peter stopped dead in his tracks, letting you continue to walk forward, the earbuds yanking out of your ears.

He didn’t expect the swift turnaround from you, “Be careful, I could tell my dad that you did something.” An empty threat on your part, but he didn’t know that yet.

“What? No, no, no please don’t!” He ushered, coming up to you very close awkwardly grabbing at your hands that had been clasped together, already awkwardly up in front of you.

“Chill, Pete. God. I wouldn’t actually do that.” You told him.

He sighed in relief, letting go of your hands. “Please don’t tell Mr. Stark. I can’t have him controlling my school life too.”

You nodded, beckoning him to follow you. With no sense of personal space, you hooked arms with the taller boy. And to any others it would look strange. A kid wearing casual old clothes, and you, wearing a nice blouse and skinny jeans.

“Why did Mr. Stark ask you to keep an eye on me?” He asked, looking down at you as you kept walking in the direction of his locker.

“My dad sees something in you. But I’m not gonna be your babysitter, I’m taking this chance to actually get to know the general population of my age group. Centinials assemble”

He shook his head in disgust of the phrase “No, god, never say that again.” He begged of you, shaking his head as you stopped in front of his locker. “Don’t worry, I am not gonna embarrass you.”

“Too late.” He laughed, going to put in his combination.

It would seem to most that you two had been lifelong friends. But you hadn’t known each other until two months ago when he put you up in a bunch of webs in Berlin.

Yes you had a suit similar to your dad’s, and it was to only be used in emergencies. He made it after the house in Malibu got destroyed. He’d had machinery scan you for what your measurements would be when you were full grown.

He didn’t expect you to be full grown at age 15. And he didn’t expect you to side with Steve during their fall out.

He was only able to get you out of being in jail cells with the others because he used the excuse you were a child.

“So, what’s the plan for today?” You asked, leaning against the locker next to his.

“Uh… well, go through classes, then patrol.” He responded simply, giving a shrug of his shoulder to make himself more nonchalant.

“You’re ditching class aren’t you?” You accused, a playful smirk on your face.

You hadn’t known each other all your life, and though the situation you were in when you met was not ideal, you were charismatic, much like your famous father, Tony Stark. Peter Parker and you got along, awkwardly at first, and then acted as though you were close for years.

“Join me, and together, We can build my new lego death star.” Another boy, darker skin and hair was behind Peter before he could respond to you, holding up a lego figure of Emperor Palpatine.

“What!?” Peter asked excitedly, turning around to face the boy you assumed was his friend. You could hear one girl comment from behind them that it was lame, and Peter began to contain his excitement.

“No way. That’s awesome. How many pieces?”

“Three thousand, eight hundred, and three”

You smiled at the childishness of it.

“That’s insane.” Peter commented.

“I know!” He then noticed you looking at the two of them, and he kind of gave you an awkward smile “Hi?”

“Oh!” Peter realized, closing his locker after he’d collected his books. “This is, Y/n.”

You smiled at Peter’s attempt to keep things casual. “Stark. Y/n Stark.” You told him, holding you hand out to shake his hand.

“Oh my god. You’re Tony Stark’s daughter!” He exclaimed, shaking your hand happily “I’m Ned!”

“Nice to meet you.” You responded.

••••

You had always known luxury, and always known what it meant to have the best quality of meals, and that wasn’t going to end just because you had started an actual school. No your father and Pepper made sure you got food they wanted you to have. So, sushi it was.

Ned and Peter had given you a strange look when you sat down across from them, holding a bag of sushi Happy had just dropped off for you. “What?” You asked, setting up the plastic tray and taking out the wooden chopsticks.

“Sushi?” Ned asked, only for you to give him a nod and obviously fake smile that faded in two seconds.

“It’s not my fault, My dad had Happy bring it.” You told them, pulling out the small plastic container of soy sauce.

“Speaking of which, he hasn’t been answering my texts.” Peter told you, taking a sip from his carton of chocolate milk.

“He’s busy.” You put it simply.

Only a few seconds later, Peter and Ned were now gawking over Liz Allen, who was busy doing something for homecoming. It was the only thing coming from her mouth the entirety of calculous.

“Did Liz get a new top?” Peter asked

“No,” Ned answered “We’ve seen that before, but never with that skirt.”

You looked up to the two boys, giving them a look to tell them to stop, but Peter started talking.

“We should probably stop staring before it gets creepy.”

You and someone else answered at the same time. “Too late.”

But Peter, Ned and you all looked to the end of the table, where another girl sat, a couple of books in front of her and a cup of coffee as well.

“You guys are losers.” She added.

Peter made an over dramatic hand motion. “Well, then why do you sit with us?” Ned inquired.

“Because I don’t have any friends.”

You wanted to say something, tell her that you would happily be her friend. Because unlike your father, you had always been friendly. Something he said he envied.

Though you were certain it was just because you were little, and he’d just come back from being held prisoner for months, and was trying to shower you with affection for being a mostly absent father.

But the press conference after he had gotten off that military plane, was what most people saw you as. The first minute and a half, sitting next to your dad, on the small stage, if you could even call it that. Your pink and purple light up shoes matching your shirt. A burger in hand while your father held you close into his side as he sat as well.

Since then, your father has tried to keep you out of the public eye, and some even forgot that you were a person. It’s how you got away without being noticed as Y/n Stark within the first day. You went by your mother’s last name, not that it was hard or illegal. You had two last names, first was her’s second was your dad’s.

“You do.” You told her. “Just gotta search for them.”

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