#i ship anakin with all of his clone officers actually

[jebiknights]

I'm not saying not to ship Codywan because, like, I'm obviously a rexwalker shipper, but acting like Codywan would be some healthy, well balanced relationship in CANON, esp in comparison to anidala is just... Absolutely wild. In fandom it's all well and good to ignore the wonky power dynamics and age difference between the ship because it's yaknow fanon (tho personally I think it takes all the fun out of the ship but that's a different post), but when y'all start talking about how Codywan would've been in canon that's where I have to stop you. Because Cody is in his early 20s maturity wise (hes literally Anakin's age when the war starts) and Obi-Wan's direct SUBORDINATE. Like, y'all have GOT to stop ignoring the fact that there is an age difference and a HUGE power imbalance there, especially with how much parts of fandom yell about age difference ships.

[saphronethaleph]

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Senator Amidala closed the door to the Naboo senatorial office, and smiled.

“All right,” she said. “Knight Kenobi, Padawan Skywalker. I’m glad the two of you were available.”

“We are, of course, at the disposal of the Senate,” Obi-Wan said.

“And I can guess what the problem is,” Anakin added. “Can’t you, Master?”

“Of course, my young padawan,” Obi-Wan replied. “But what about if the Senator explains?”

“To put it simply, then,” the Senator said. “The Supreme Chancellor would like to know what in the galaxy the Kaminoans are talking about.”

Anakin blinked.

“You don’t know?” he asked. “He doesn’t know?”

“The Senate has some idea of some details, but at this point some or all of them could be incorrect,” Padme replied. “And the Chancellor wanted me to try and understand the specifics.”

“That… could be a problem,” Obi-Wan admitted. “Because the Council doesn’t have much idea either.”

“We were speaking with them for over an hour,” Anakin contributed. “Master is one of the better diplomats in the Jedi Order… we were actually told to try and find out who in the Senate might know what’s going on.”

Padme frowned, slightly. “You mean you were trying to find out if someone in the Senate had done this?” she asked. “But the army was ordered for the Jedi.”

“So we’ve been told,” Obi-Wan replied. “Obviously, it’s only been a few hours, but we haven’t been able to come to any conclusions – and, to put it bluntly, Senator, it could be that this army was ordered with the blame being placed on the Jedi in order to confuse the issue.”

Padme considered that.

“Possible, but I don’t think it’s likely,” she said. “Whoever ordered this army clearly had a reason behind what they were doing, we just don’t know what it is.”

“Which means we’re just going around in circles,” Anakin concluded.

“Perhaps, but simply hearing it from Padme has been useful,” Obi-Wan said. “I hope you’ll keep us informed if you learn anything?”

“Of course,” Padme smiled. “The two of you helped save my planet, Obi-Wan, Ani. You’re friends.”

“The Jedi Order teaches us to avoid attachment,” Anakin said, then grinned slightly. “But friends don’t count, right?”

“If friends did count, then I don’t think most of the Order would be very happy,” Obi-Wan replied.

“Yeah, true,” Anakin agreed. “I think Yoda still sends holocalls to his last padawan.”

“Is there something unusual about that?” Padme asked.

“It’s… more of Order business than anything,” Obi-Wan said. “My padawan really shouldn’t have passed on gossip like that. It’s not going to do him any good when it comes to whether he’ll be knighted.”

“Master,” Anakin complained. “You said I had nothing to worry about!”

“And you seem determined to prove me wrong,” Obi-Wan replied. “Perhaps you can prove me wrong about proving me wrong about that.”

Anakin’s lips moved.

“...okay?” he tried. “I’ll do my best, Master.”

“In that case, Anakin, I will have nothing to worry about,” Obi-Wan replied.

Padme smiled.

“So what are you going to do with the army, anyway?” she asked.

“That’s a very good question, but you should probably ask one of the members of the Council,” Obi-Wan replied.

“Master, everyone knows you’re going to be on the Council some time soon,” Anakin said.

“And I’m not one yet, and everyone doesn’t include me,” Obi-Wan pointed out. “But… really, that does depend on who and why there would be an order of over a million clones to fight for the Jedi. The only possibility I can think of is the Sith, but… why would the Sith order an army for the Jedi?”

“If it’s a Sith plot, do you have any chance of unravelling it?” Padme asked, worried. “You stopped whatever they were trying to do with Naboo.”

“Did we?” Obi-Wan asked.

“No, I mean you, specifically,” Padme replied. “And you, Anakin. The Droid Control Ship was key to whatever it was they were doing, and Obi-Wan killed a Sith.”

“And there’s been no sign of the other in a decade,” Obi-Wan said, thinking back to the Naboo crisis. “Though… now I come to think about that particular series of events, Senator, I do have to ask whether a specific member of the Senate was involved.”

“With the Sith?” Padme asked.

“There’s got to have been some Senators working with the Sith, back then,” Anakin pointed out.

“Perhaps, but that’s not what I mean,” Obi-Wan explained. “I mean the clone army. Because if there is anyone who could accidentally order an army, it is the junior Senator from Naboo.”

He turned, to direct something that was not quite a glare at Senator Binks. “Isn’t that right, Jar Jar?”

“Mesa not as bad as all dat,” Jar Jar protested. “Mesa been doing quite well for mesa self in the last ten years. Mesa has been takin’ classes on avoidin’ disaster and not bein’ clumsy.”

“Perhaps you have,” Obi-Wan said, relenting slightly. “But you must admit, Jar Jar, that certain events have given you a reputation it will take many years to live down yet.”

Jar Jar sighed.

“Mesa knows dat,” he admitted. “Theres-a all kinds of jokes about mesa. It seems like even when mesa floatin’ legislation, people makin’ jokes about waterfalls.”

Obi-Wan nodded, closing his eyes for a moment.

“I apologize, Jar Jar,” he said. “It’s easy for me to forget that you have to deal with that reputation all the time.”

“Yeah,” Jar Jar said.

“Speaking of which,” Anakin began. “Did anyone ever figure out how that happened? If they did, I missed it.”

“Mesa has said it over and over again,” Jar Jar protested. “Mesa was simply showin’ the bombad Chancellor-Elect the really pretty bits of Theed that mesa wasn’t sure that he’sa seen before, and mesa was wavin’ mesa hands around, and mesa… made a boopjak, big mistake.”

“The Chancellor-Elect fell three hundred and eighty metres,” Obi-Wan said. “Then he hit the ground, and exploded. It put something of a damper on the celebrations.”

“Jar Jar does know this,” Padme pointed out. “And he’s heard it over and over. He’s done his very best to put it behind him, and is as valued an ally of Chancellor Stonk as I am.”

“Hesa was a big supporter of rebuildin’ Naboo!” Jar Jar said, brightening as he rebounded in the way only he could. “Stonks even gone to the moon!”

“I heard about the colonization project of Ohma-D’un,” Anakin said, interested. “Do you think the terraforming equipment could be used to help make a planet less dry and sandy?”

He frowned. “Actually, Master… could we use the army for that? The only reason the Republic won’t do anything about Outer Rim slavery is that it would mean building an army, right?”

Padme looked interested, but frowned.

“We’d probably need to find where it came from, first,” she said. “But… I’ll definitely suggest it, Ani.”

She smiled. “Assuming the Senate gets any say in what to do with the army, of course.”

[fanfic-obsessed]

Fake It

Let's take another AU walk. I do want you to know that, even though I can’t figure how to fit it into the idea proper, it is established Blyla and established CodyWan in the background.

When Order 66 went live, the clones, all of them, decided to fake the death of their Jedi. There could be many reasons for this but I personally like the thought that Clones had been low key prepared for their Jedi to be declared traitors since almost the beginning. 

In this one; the way the contract with the Kaminoans was written, the laws that created the GAR, and the laws that drafted Jedi interacted a little oddly. By technicality, since the Clones are not considered sentient, but instead are considered essential equipment for the GAR, any attempt to get them recognized as sentient, or in fact even treating the Clones like people, could be considered treasonous (the odd part is that this was not deliberate on the part of Palpatine, it was just one of those strange occurrences that he and the Jedi did not realize, but the clones did). 

And the chips do not give a reason for the Jedi being traitors, just that they were. So the clones, who had been preparing for this, took action. 

In addition, since the Jedi were empaths, the Clones and the Jedi had developed emotions as messages that could be used where other communication was not possible. Including a highly specific emotion that meant ‘We need to fake your death NOW’. 

So the Clones do ‘attack’ their Jedi (Obi Wan still got to take his swan dive), while giving the emotional equivalent of ‘PLAY DEAD YOU IDIOT’ being screamed at them. This emotion bleeding off all the clones could, to anyone not familiar with the emotion messages (which is everyone not Clone or Jedi) be mistaken for a darkening of the Force due 10,000 Jedi suddenly being betrayed and killed. 

As the march on the temple started, the 501st blasted this emotion too. Before Anakin can kill anyone this highly specific emotional message stops him just enough that he can come to his senses and realize exactly what he had been about to do (There is something about Anakin stopping dead in his tracks, eyes going wide as he realizes that he was about to commit first degree murder of children- I know that he had already committed child murder with the Tuskens, but there is a reason there is a difference between Second degree ‘I went somewhere an ended up murdering people’ and First Degree ‘I went there to murder people’).  

While the tech people of the Temple and the Clones hack into the security system (it may be the Temples system but it actually is calibrated to keep people from doing exactly what they are trying to do) to fake security footage of the Clones murdering the Jedi an getting in contact with Bail Organa to help get them all (including a smuggled Padme Amidala) off planet, Anakin put himself in a corner, telling them all that he needs to think about what he is about to do. 

Look I just really like the idea of an Anakin who has just realized he was down for First Degree Child Murder,but came to his senses before he actually committed the First Degree Child Murder and decides he needs to ground himself for a while. 

There was an intense debate between all the Jedi and their associated clones. The topic is if the Clones would be putting the Jedi on ships aimed for Wild Space until everything was sorted out, or if the Clones would be going with the Jedi into Wild Space while they figured out what to do next (The clones, particularly with the chips active, thought of themselves as Republic Property and did not want the Jedi to get in trouble for Grand Theft Army).  While most of the Jedi on the debate, there were a handful of battalions that had simply stunned their Jedi as part of the initial death faking and so won by default. Later there would be missions specifically to retrieve those lost battalions. There was a second, even more intense debate about what to do with the majority of the natborn officers, the ones that would not have sided with the clones and Jedi (As most of those Natborns were odious, speciest, and abusive to the clones, the clones would like a little murder. As a treat. Some of the Jedi- Depa Billaba, Obi Wan Kenobi, and Ki Adi Mundi who were particularly close to their battalions- had a harder time arguing against the murder that they thought they would).

In the end it was decided that the Natborns would be given the ships and supplies to get them to the nearest friendly planet, if they were clever about it.  But that long distance communications  would be disabled. Not every ship had someone who was clever enough (as the majority of the assholes were higher level officers who were used to other people doing the actual work while they got the credit). Of the ones that had survivors, it would take at least two tenday to get to somewhere friendly from where they had been abandoned. 

While Palpatine knew something had gone wrong (his shiny new apprentice vanished without a whisper and his army was not where he left them) he thought that the Jedi being killed had gone to plan.  He finds out differently when the natborn officers start reporting in. 

I have no idea where it goes from here, though I imagine there is a significant amount of dechipping and an Empire to dismantle.

[fellthemarvelous]

Without hope, we have nothing.

(Spoilers and speculation included a bit further down)

This is actually a post about the Bad Batch and not Star Wars Rebels, but this bit is important so...

Try not to cry when you remember that Tech is the one who taught Hera Syndulla how to mask her ship's signature, a move that made her a massive threat to the Empire and a move that she often used to her advantage. She was such a threat to the Empire that they wanted to capture her alive so they could make an example of her for her years of defiance.

And then also try not to cry when you remember that when Hera was taken prisoner by the Empire, Kanan Jarrus sacrificed his life to free her and save the future of the Rebellion. Try not to cry when you think about the fact that Kanan Jarrus aka Caleb Dume was the Jedi padawan the Bad Batch protected (except for Crosshair) from the Empire during Order 66 by claiming Hunter killed him.

Hunter, Tech, Wrecker and Echo lied to the Empire to protect a Jedi.

And Tech taught Hera how to evade the Empire when the Bad Batch helped her family (Chopper included) escape Ryloth after being accused of treason.

Clone Force 99's actions had a direct outcome on the success of the Rebellion. They refused to commit treason against the Republic and all they did was commit treason against the Empire. They were strong enough to resist the effects of the inhibitor chip (Crosshair and Wrecker for awhile), outright ignored Order 66 (Hunter and Tech), or were tortured and turned partially into a machine against his will by the Techno Union and used as a weapon against the Republic who, upon rescue, immediately jumped back into Separatist territory and fucked their asses up (Echo). Luckily, with the help of Rex, they got their chips removed after Wrecker tried to kill all of them.

Everything under the cut is pure speculation. I'm having a galaxy brain moment, I just have no idea if it's pointing me in the right direction or not lol.

If you disagree with me, I don't need you to rudely tell me why.

After his time on Tantiss, Crosshair can now identify with Echo more than anyone else in the Bad Batch (and Tech if CX-2 is Tech).

When they went to rescue Echo, Crosshair is the one who snidely told Captain Rex that he would have left Echo behind too.

Which is exactly what happened to Crosshair when the Empire turned him into a weapon against his own brothers. He had no choice because the Empire attached him to a machine and amped up the effect of his inhibitor chip so he could not disobey orders.

Rex told Cody "I think Echo is still alive" and Cody told him that was impossible. Anakin accompanied him on this rescue mission with The Bad Batch (we know Cody would have too if he hadn't been injured).

I think that if Tech is CX-2, Crosshair already knows or highly suspects it. He's terrified of Tantiss. I think we're going to have a parallel moment of Crosshair possibly saying the same thing, knowing that he could never leave a brother behind again after what he went through, especially if CX-2 is Tech. (I also wouldn't be surprised if Omega suspected something after her trip back to Tantiss with CX-2.)

We never saw Echo's body after the explosion. Instead we got this image. An empty helmet and a droid arm.

Crosshair defected from the Empire when he witnessed the Empire tell him that Mayday was only a clone and not worth giving medical attention to. Those actions resulted in the death of Mayday and that's when Crosshair chose to shoot an Imperial officer between the eyes (similar to Dogma's execution of General Krell in many ways).

If Tech is CX-2, that is the second Bad Batcher the Empire has turned into an enemy against his brothers.

This is the last we saw of Tech.

Hemlock was fucking lying when he said that Tech's glasses were all they recovered. Why the hell would he have found Tech's glasses and not Tech? All we see below him are clouds. And this is the last bit of Tech we see. That gun is in the shot with his glasses for a reason.

I feel like this is going to parallel Echo's rescue from Skako Minor. Tech and Echo are both highly intelligent huge ass nerds (remember that the battle plans being used against the Republic were written by both Rex and Echo, and Cody acknowledged that Rex was one of their best strategists in the GAR) who always ended up working best together.

Part of me wonders if we are heading into a show centered on the clone troopers in a post Order 66 world going up against the Empire as they try to rescue more of their brothers. Enough to become a problem for the Empire.

Part of me also wonders if the inclusion of Force sensitive children in the Bad Batch means Rex will need to call Ahsoka into the fray. Wolffe has only appeared once so he hasn't even switched sides, let alone even started blocking Ahsoka's messages to Rex yet. During the Clone Wars she had to save Force sensitive children from Darth Sidious. During the Rebellion, the saved more Force sensitive children from Darth Sidious. It makes me wonder if she is also going to save Force sensitive children from this too? I might be reaching a bit too much here, but it could be a possibility! She seems to always show up when Force sensitive children need to be rescued from Darth Sidious.

No matter what ending we get for the Bad Batch, I know it's going to leave us with hope for the future because the message in Star Wars has always shown us that hope will always be stronger than fear.

A simple act of kindness can fill a galaxy with hope.

Without hope, we have nothing.

These episodes are all relevant to Echo's journey. The Domino Squad was referred to as a bad batch and Echo was the one who seemed to struggle the most with orders that conflicted with doing what needed to be done. He is the one who memorized the regulations manual after all. And now the Bad Batch are on a similar journey because they have never trusted regs before, but now it seems they might have to trust the regs to come to help them the way they helped Rex and Echo before the war ended. The way they helped Gregor after the war ended.

If I'm wrong, I'm wrong, but that's a fanfic I can always write!! I don't want to get into who I think is going to die or survive, but I have my suspicions there too and I'm already in too much pain to keep going.

[deejadabbles]

Take a Ride (Rex x fem!Reader) Spice!

Summary: Rex had always had amazing thighs, but now there was only one fantasy you wanted to fulfill with them.

Fem reader, no mentions of physical description.

This is a 18+ content! Minors be gone!

A.N: So, after @littlemissmanga gave her analysis of Rex's armor in this post, I had way too many thots about how to abuse that armor. This is the result! Nothing but filth here folks. I sort of had a jedi reader in mind when writing this, but that's never explicitly stated, just has general "forbidden relationship" vibes.

Word Count: 3388

Warnings: Thigh riding, slightly dominant Rex, secret relationships, dirty talk, armor kink (sort of?), clothed male, praising, mutual masturbation, porn with minimal plot (riding Rex's thigh into the sunset. that's it. that's the plot)

Rex was a smart man. Observant, tactical, intuitive. And you were an open book to him.

Or at least, that’s how it felt whenever you locked eyes across the room. You didn’t have to spell out your desires to him, not now, not after so long of learning every inch of each other. He didn’t need you to bite your lip or bat your eyelashes, it was all there in the subtlety of your gaze, the rise of your chest, the clench of your fingers.

All he had to do was catch your gaze, and he knew what you wanted.

It was good, for so so many reasons, but paramount among them was the fact that you could hardly flirt so openly with him. The two of you had to learn to communicate with nothing more than the smallest of gestures, the shortest of glances. The only times you could truly call out to each other, beg for each other, demand each other, was in the stolen moments of a locked office or cheap hotel on Coruscant.

So really, it shouldn’t have come as a shock, that he could read your wants, when he caught you staring at something more specific than his whole (damn sexy) person.

No one could blame you. Rex always had amazing thighs, you loved biting them as you teased him mercilessly, loved gripping them when you had him moaning at your mouth, and you loved being tangled in them as he buried himself inside you. You had always loved his thighs, but this made something new flare in you, now that you had noticed a certain…detail in the new clone armor.

How had you never noticed it before? Every free moment you had near him was taken up with staring him up and down, knowing you’d never get your fill of him. You had memorized every inch of his body, gazed endlessly at the armor that kept him alive day after day.

So why had it only been when he pounded you from behind while in full armor that you noticed his tassets had ridges to them?

Your body throbbed at the memory, the way he had sought you out the moment he was back on the ship after weeks apart, the way he had ripped your clothes off with such desperate need, the way he took you hard and impatient.

It was only in that moment that you felt them digging in, the subtle little peaks cresting the full length of the armor piece. And now they were all you could think about. Rex had always had amazing thighs, but now there was only one fantasy you wanted to fulfill with them.

Rex was observant and tactical and intuitive. He knew all your subtle looks and gestures, so, it didn’t take him long to figure you out when you started staring at one part of him in particular.

The first time he caught you staring was during a briefing. To your credit, you were still listening to Anakin’s report, you were just also stealing glances because you were a skilled multitasker. You had been feigning contemplation, letting anyone who might look your way think that you were staring at nothing in particular, while you were actually focused on those little raised ridges. When you sensed you had been ‘gazing absently’ for too long, you made yourself look up- only to catch Rex’s eye.

He tilted his chin up just the slightest bit before looking away.

In the private language of your subtle gestures to one another, that might as well have been a knowing smirk. 

Of course, he knew you were thinking about him, but, he probably didn’t know exactly what you were thinking; besides general heat and need, right? Force, he probably assumed you were staring at his codpiece, it certainly wouldn’t be the first time. The knowledge of your exact fantasy was safe.

But that was an assurance that became harder to hope for the second time he caught you staring.

You were helping him run drills, stopwatch pulled up on your bracer, clocking every trooper who ran Rex’s course. At first, Rex had been pacing along the end of the track, hands behind his back in an authoritative stance as he watched his men work. Then he stood to the side, hands on hips as he barked orders. If both of those hadn’t been distracting enough, then he had propped his leg up on a crate as he called for them to keep going and live up to the 501st standards. 

That did you in.

The way his thigh was level, lined like the perfect seat, was too much. Your mind was racing with the most impure thoughts, the ideas of what the hard, angled plastoid might feel like made heat fill you almost instantly. It just might be the perfect shape, slotting perfectly against your clit, between your folds. And with Rex being the one under that armor piece? Maker, you knew he’d buck and roll you perfectly against it, make sure it moved just right for the friction you’d crave and-

Kriff!

You almost- almost didn’t stop your watch in time when Fives came darting past you.

You could already feel the mess pooling in your panties, just the thought of it all making you wet- that would be fun to deal with for the rest of the drills. Somehow, you managed to keep your voice mostly steady when you called out Fives’ time, but, when you met Rex’s eye again, you knew you were caught. He held your gaze firm, a silent knowing passing between you, that he had heard the barely there shake in your voice. The stare was practically a smug scolding, reminding you that it would be a long time before you could change out of the sopping underwear. He allowed his gaze to slide south, glancing over your core as they turned to Fives. Something no one but you would notice.

Considering all the other times you had stolen glances at his thighs, you had thought that he wouldn’t make the connection, having only caught you twice. But you should have known better, you should have known he’d figure you out.

Once the drills were done and everyone was making their way out of the simulator, you trailed far behind everyone else, trying to get your breathing under control. Keeping your mind out of the gutter for the rest of the training had not been easy and you were ready to change into clean undergarments.

Until you passed an adjacent corridor and felt hands grab you.

You gasped as they pulled you in, but the familiar feel of your captain filled your senses as your back hit the cold wall. Lips closed over yours before you could so much as blink up at him, gloved hands scrambling to find your wrist and pin them beside your head.

“You should know better than to look at me like that in public, mesh’la,” Rex growled against your mouth.

“You’re one to talk,” was your panted retort as you glanced down the empty, but still very open corridor. This was not like Rex, he never indulged in you in such an easy place to get caught. As appealing as the fantasy was, neither of you could stomach what would happen if you were caught.

He hummed in response, even as his legs started moving, “That look of yours worked me up too much,” one slotted itself between your thighs, shoving them apart as it pressed into you.

And you let out a shaking moan.

Rex only chuckled as you clamped your hand over your mouth, face hot as he pressed his armored limb against your throbbing center. “So, that is it,” he mused into your ear, “That’s what you’ve been thinking about. You think you're so sneaky, stealing looks at-”

He paused suddenly, going stiff as you heard it too: armored feet closing in. Rex flew off of you as fast as lighting, but you still barely had time to lower your hands into a dignified position before the troopers rounded the corner.

The men instantly saluted when they saw you two, but otherwise paid no mind as they marched by. Still, it was enough for both of you to come to your senses. Rex still looked at you out of the corner of his eye, breathing just a little ragged as you both waited for the group to be out of earshot.

When Rex spoke again, it was low and clear. “My office. Tonight,” the pupils of his eyes were still blown wide as he flicked them downward, to where he had likely felt how soaked you were. “And don’t change out of those.”

“Sir yes sir,” you hummed, because you knew it would make him just as wet as he made you. The shuddering breath he let out told you it took all his willpower not to pin you against that wall again.

The night couldn’t come fast enough.

It was only through years of self-discipline that you were able to get any work done at all, between your mind replaying that scene over and over again. Rex’s body holding you at his mercy, his hot mouth devouring yours, even the thrill of almost getting caught. Above all though, you ached at the brief preview of his thick tight bucking up against your core.

You were glad you hadn’t bothered with changing (as per his orders), because the clean pair of panties would have just been ruined as you turned the memory over in your head again and again. 

Getting through your daily reports was the worst part, Rex’s words coming back to you between each line of text you managed to type. Of course, it was almost a blessing, because when Skywalker came by to check on you, you still had a pile of work to groan about: the perfect cover. Everyone would think you were busy working all night, not sneaking off for a secret rendezvous.

And when you finally thought it was late enough to slip away unnoticed, you never flew through reports faster.

The corridors were empty save for the occasional trooper who saluted you, so there were no setbacks when you reached the door of his office. 

“Enter,” came his voice after a short pause when you knocked.

When the door slid open, you were greeted with the sight of him sitting at his desk, leaning back in his chair, legs spread wide, and chin resting on his fist. You sealed the door the moment it closed, not taking your eyes off him as it locked.

“Finally,” Rex hummed, a hint of a smirk lifting the corner of his mouth. Then he beckoned you closer with the hand that wasn’t supporting his head, “Come here, cyare. I’ve been thinking about this all day.”

He didn’t have to tell you twice, you made your way across the room, shifting off your first, outer layer of clothing as you went. The garment fell to the floor as he slid his chair back, leaning forward to pull you between his legs. 

Rex’s hands were instantly pushing your shirt up, “Take this off, sweetheart, I want to have a nice view.”

A whimper at the combination of his words and hands left you, but you did as told, stripping your top half while he pulled at the belt of your pants. Fingers worked their way across your skin as he slid them down your legs. He had obviously regained his patients in your hours apart, because he took his time sliding his hands over the backs of your legs as he made his way up to your underwear.

Only then did he take his eyes off your body, lifting them to meet your own, right before his hand cupped your pussy. Your head fell back with a moan as he massaged you through the fabric and hummed with approval at the wet state of them.

“You’ve been like this all day, haven't you, mesh’la?”

“Yes,” you breathed, but managed to look back at him again, “that’s what you do to me, Rex, just thinking about you gets me wet.”

Once upon a time, Rex would have turned red at such filthy, bold words, so awkward and unsure of himself, but you two were well past that now. 

He proved it when he said, “Oh, I know what you’ve been thinking about, cyare.” 

Rex always struck fast when he had a plan in mind, and here with you was no different. He grasped your hips, those big hands of his able to move your body any way he wanted, and he wanted you against him. 

An ‘oh!’ of pleasured surprise rang through the room when he pulled you down to straddle his thigh. He didn’t say a word as he shifted you, lining you up perfectly with the ridge of his armor. However, when you tried to rock yourself against him, his hands gripped your hips in warning.

“No. Not yet,” he said and despite the firmness, his tone was gently patient, “You don’t move until I tell you, mesh’la.”

Your skin prickled at the soft command, you loved it when he got like this. “Anything for you, Captain,” you made sure your own voice was delicate, practically a moan of its own.

And oh, did Rex’s smile turn dangerous as he said, “Good girl.”

With that, he kept his eyes on where your still-clothed core met his armor, and started pulling you forward. Pleasure rippled up your body instantly, and he let out a pleased chuckle when you had to reach out to grip his shoulders for support.

“You’re already soaking my leg. Just thinking about this got you so worked up?” Rex let out a little mock of a disapproving noise, then started back in on the sentiment he wanted to say back in that hallway. “You thought you were so sneaky, stealing glances at me like that.” 

His hands gripped your hips harder, digging in just enough to leave a faint mark as he kept dragging you forward against the hard length of plastoid, sending pulses of pleasure through your core. 

"You don't think I notice, the way you look at my thighs? Is this what you were imagining? Were you thinking about how perfect it might feel, hard between your legs?" He finally looked up from the mess you were making of his armor, eyes locking with yours again, "Tell me how it feels, cyar'ika.”

The answer came out like a needy whimper, “Perfect!” The ridge got higher and more pronounced the further up you went, and it pressed so deliciously against your clit. “Maker, it feels perfect- you feel perfect, Rex!”

He hummed approvingly, then looked back down at his handiwork. Rex heard the sounds you let out as he pulled you higher and higher up his leg, and as always, he was a smart, intuitive man.

“Right here,” he whispered, seating you right at the point where the peak of the armor was highest, digging into your most sensitive spot delightfully. “There we go, perfect.” 

That’s when Rex started rocking you back and forth in short motions, making rapid bursts of pleasure coarse through you. He was testing the waters and loving the resulting cries you let out. 

“Just the right spot for you, and the perfect view for me,” Rex hummed in approval.

He wasn’t wrong, your bodies were close, but not so flush against each other that he couldn’t see you grinding against him. Unfortunately, that’s when he stopped his rocking motions and let go of your hips.

You didn’t bother hiding your whimper of disapproval, but he only cupped your face lovingly.

“You’ve been a good, patient girl, cyare. Now, I want you to get yourself off. Ride me until you come, understand?”

“Yes- yes, sir.” Your mind was so hazy with need, but, the desire to please your Captain broke through the blissful fog, “but what about you?”

“Me?” he chuckled again as he dropped his hands and leaned back, eyes drinking in your almost naked body, “I told you I wanted a view, and I’m going to enjoy it.”

In that case, you would give him more than a view, you’d give him a show.

Despite still feeling shaky, you managed to let go of his shoulders. Your half-lidded gaze stayed on his as you started trailing your fingertips across your collarbone. The way his tongue darted out to wet his lips as he watched made you smile. Then, just as you started moving your fingers between the valley of your breasts, you rocked your hips forward.

That pleasure burst through you again, making you throw your head back, not caring how graphic you sounded as you took what you had been craving, what you needed. 

“Oh no you don’t,” Rex scolded, “keep your eyes on me, mesh’la,” his hand reached down and cupped his codpiece, “want you to look at me while you have your fun.”

You obeyed, whimpering as you rocked back and forth and met his eyes again. Maker, the way he looked at you, hand rubbing himself down while his gaze took in your wandering hands and your thrusting hips, only to dart back up to your eyes again. Since the first night he saw you bare, and all the other heated moments, Rex always looked at you like that. He looked at you as if you were the most intoxicating sight in the galaxy.

That alone made you quiver, but the way your climax was already starting to build had you shaking. You knew your body and knew how to get your end, and as much as you wanted to relish the moment, you weren’t sure you could last long with his hungry gaze watching your every move.

As your lower body pulsed with every rub against his thigh, you cupped your breasts, biting your lip at the added sensation. Pleasure wracked through you on both ends now, and it was hard to keep eye contact with him as you moaned and gasped.

Rex let out a pleased noise at the show you were giving him, “By the force, you look so perfect like this, my perfect girl-” his breath hitched on the last word as his hand continued to work at his cover cock.

You were close now, climbing to the peak, spurred on by him getting off from nothing but the sight of you. Fingers pinched your nipples, as your own thighs clamped on either side of his. Somehow, as your rocking became fast and shallow, you still kept your eyes locked on him, that coil tightening and tight-

“Scream for me, cyar’ika,” Rex growled, “scream my name!”

That’s what did you in, and his name came out a ragged wail when your orgasm ripped through you. It was a whole-body kind of climax, the kind that sent numbing ripples of pleasure all the way to the tips of your fingers and toes.

Rex’s arms were around you in an instant, pulling you against the hard plate of his chest as you shook and heaved your ragged breaths. The armor was cool against your burning skin, and Rex rubbed his hands up and down your back with care.

“That’s my girl, doing as asked, keeping your eyes on me the whole time, making pretty sounds. Now look at you, so spent, you enjoy riding my thigh that much?”

Despite the fact that you knew it was a rhetorical question, you nodded your head against his chest, which made a chuckle vibrate under the armor.

“Well then, we’re going to have to do this again, aren’t we? I liked watching you get off like that, mesh’la. You were stunning.”

“Thank you,” you panted, sounding tired and half dazed, breath fogging up his armor, “thank you for always knowing what I want.”

Rex kissed your temple, then he was pulling your body into the position he wanted again, this time curled up in his lap as his hands wandered where they liked.

“You know giving you what you want, is what I want, cyare. Always.”

As soon as you were able to move without shaking, you were going to give this perfect man anything and everything else he may want.

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@freesia-writes @wings-and-beskar (you two seemed interest so I hope you don't mind the tags lol)

[marvelstars]

The Jedi Stans engaging in mental gymnastics *yet again*. There are so many assumptions in @pheonixyfriend post it almost hurts.

First of all, we don't know how the financial and taxation system worked on Naboo, and we don't know if the monarch actually had the ability to raise taxes or whether that fell to another branch of government entirely.

They just hear the word "Queen" and assume Padme was some monarch with absolute power. She wasn't. The Queen of Naboo was a temporary, elected office more akin to President than that of a monarch.

That actually makes it more likely the Queen did not have much power over laws and taxes, because you don't want to entrust your entire government, legal and financial system to someone who is only gonna be in power for a few years and doesn't have much experience.

So no, Padme could not just raise taxes to buy back Shmi. What about using her own money? Well that raises its own issues. I mean its possible she could do it as a personal project - but its unlikely she could get official government endorsement.

Now say she does do it as a personal project: why is she buying a slave? Slavery is meant to be illegal. A Senator involved in the purchase of a slave on Tattooine? Involved in slavery? Huge scandal and her reputation destroyed if anyone found out.

Makes much more sense for the the religious organization with care of the child to do it. Call it an act of philantropy, free a few other slaves too just so it doesn't look like favouritism. Even say you're setting up a charitable foundation on Tatooine for the relief of slave children and their families. A religious organization had more reason to do that then a politician. Especially when said organization had a slave child in thier care.

Yes to all this, we don´t know how taxes on Naboo and Tatooine work, sure they are close in location but their governments are extremely different.

Naboo has temporal Queens and Kings with a Congress and a galactic Senator representing them on the Republic.

Tatooine doesn´t have any representation on the Republic and doesn´t have a government, it´s been ruled by the Hutt Clan for centuries and their word is law there, as well as their money. They don´t answer to the Republic or anyone else, they are very much a mafia.

That said I don´t see the need to use taxes, anybody be it Padme, Qui-Gon or the Jedi Council, could have asked Watto for Shmi and ask his price, they could even have given him a star ship in exchange for her, just like the money for Anakin was taken from winning the boonta eve classic, if Cliegg could save enough money to free Shmi then so could anyone else but the matter wasn´t even discussed, it isn´t there, it´s just wasn´t a priority.

It´s canon the only ones interested in freeing slaves were Anakin, Shmi, Beru, Cliegg and Owen in movie and novels, in novel Anakin gave his friends Kitster and Wald his money to help them buy their freedom and his self-made detector of slave chip to his Mother. Shmi and Beru and Owen became active in freeing slaves on Tatooine secretly, all on their own. Qui-Gon was the only Jedi in canon to free a slave but he didn´t do it because it was the right thing to do but because he wanted to take him to the temple.

The total absence of dicussion over the matter of slavery from almost everybody except those directly affected isn´t an accident, it´s a character clue Lucas included to picture the kind of Republic and Jedi order the Prequel Trilogy had. In fact he made the casual comment when he and Filoni were doing the clone wars that only Anakin cared for Shmi´s death.

A republic that would allow an entire planet be taken hostage can´t be expected to enforce it´s anti-slavery laws, a Jedi whose only comment over slavery was "We didn´t come here to free slaves" in the main canon can´t be expected to free slaves unless they happen to be force sensitive and on Shmi case, from the Jedi pov, the less contact between her and Anakin the better.

This Republic is going to become the Empire and this Jedi Order had become blind to what the Sith were doing given their dettachment from the galaxy besides the matters talked at the Senate.

Of all of them I blame Padme the less because she gave Anakin refuge when he didn´t have anything on Coruscant and if Anakin was rejected by the Jedi Padme would have given him refuge on Naboo until she could arrange for someone to free Shmi or adopt Anakin into a temporal family. Padme could have done something for Shmi but I don´t blame her for believing the guardians of peace and justice when they said they would take care of her friend when they took in Shmi child and she had a recently destroyed planet to rebuilt and people to free and heal from their own concentrations camps, that´s a herculean task even for an adult politician, let alone a 14 year old.

This is my take on this.

[direwolfrules]

Star Wars As Star Trek AU

Exactly what it says on the tin. Specifically, Star Wars: The Clone Wars as Star Trek.

The Various Political Entities

The Federation- The Republic becomes the Federation, and the Jedi and GAR are now Starfleet. The Jedi in this AU are typically high ranking officers on ships. The Council are all Admirals except for Obi-Wan, who pulls a Picard and declines promotion for as long as he can. There is no Force, but I'm going to make them more sensitive to psychic phenomena, or in the case of some Jedi, just straight up psychic if the species fits.

The Senate is now the Federation Council, the Chancellor President of the Federation.

The clones are still clones, but because of the general good vibes/hope for a better tomorrow thing Trek has, they all got citizenship as soon as they were discovered. The Anti-Augment laws are just going to be thrown out the window for the most part. Because they inconvenience me.

I don't know, the Kaminoians are all Soongs now, because if anything Morally Dubious and Unethical happens, it's typically the work of a Soong.

The Hostile Superpower- The Separatists either replace the Cardassians or the Romulans, or maybe a weird mash up of both. There is a Neutral Zone buffer in the Outer Rim between the two major powers, but unfortunately a Federation starship violated the treaty, so now it's war time. The violation was baited by former Starfleet Admiral Dooku, who defected.

The Mandalorian Empire- Mandalorians replace Klingons, for obvious reasons. I can easily mash up events and stuff to make them work. Like, the Khitomer Massacre can easily be mashed together with Galidraan, the most major change I'd have to make is it's not known House Vizsla was behind the Massacre. Also, I kinda have a specific plot point for the Children of the Watch that would work with a canon Klingon storyline (please, please tell me your guesses. I want to see if anyone can figure it out from the clue(s) in this post).

Also, I can make Korkie/Alexander parallels, because I am a Korkie Kenobi Truther.

The Mandalorians are ruled by the Aii'aliit (closest thing to parliment or meeting of the clans, literally means clan of clans). Noble Houses are all represented on the council, and those Houses all have vassal Clans. Adonai Kryze is alive in this AU for plot reasons, and he's the High Chancellor of the Council (I'll look up or make a Mando'a title later). Satine's the Ambassador to the Federation, and Bo's joined the Mandalorian Protectors.

The Mandos have had a complicated legal debate over the status of the clones for years. After the Galidraan Massacre House Mereel lost a lot of status, so suddenly giving a House with a claim on the Mand’alor title several million soldiers seems...less than prudent. And what's to say the Clones aren't a trap from the Federation, meant to destroy them from the inside out. The memory of the Dral'han and the Taung Extinction Virus (I'm co-opting the Augment Virus) run deep in their people.

The Hutts- The Hutts are the Ferengi. I...don't really think I need to explain that one.

Resistance is Futile- And, because I enjoy breaking my own rules, the Yuuzhan Vong are now the Borg. That's right, I'm bringing the EU into this bitch. Listen, the parallels between the two threats make it too tempting not to do.

The Main Cast

Aboard the USS Resolute, a Venerator-class capital ship and flagship of the Federation fleet we have:

Captain Obi-Wan Kenobi- A man who just wants to putter around the galaxy with his found family and get into wacky space hijinks. He keeps turning down promotions to Admiral, partly because he feels like taking a desk job will be absolute torture and partly because he doesn't think anyone else will be able to keep Anakin from blowing up the warp core.

While on the surface Kenobi looks like a Picard style captain, he's actually closer to a Janeway. No, I will not elaborate on this, it's just how I see him.

Commander Cody Fett- Obi-Wan's second in command. Hyper competent, under caffeinated, and wondering what he did in a past life to deserve serving on the same ship as Skywalker. At least his Captain is a decent sort, even if he is a bit too crazy. And too flirty, but Cody's pointedly not thinking about that.

Thanks to the Kaminoians' fuckery (I'm undecided on how willingly involved Jango is in this timeline) Cody has trouble connecting with his Mandalorian heritage. He tries to study the writings of Tarre the Unforgettable and participate in the ceremonies and culture, but it's hard. The Mandalorian Alii'aliit hasn't been able to come to a consensus on whether or not the Clones are actually Mandalorian, and House Mereel's disgrace after Galidraan doesn't help matters.

Lieutenant Commander Anakin Skywalker- Head of Engineering. Captain Kenobi's unoffical/official little brother, who got assigned to the Resolute partly because he's such a brilliant engineer, and partly because there's genuine worry that without Obi-Wan there to serve as a functioning brain-cell, Anakin will blow up the warp core.

He's married to Naboo's Representative on the Federation Council, Padme Amidala. Their marriage isn't a secret here, which just means they're insufferable everywhere. Anakin has more demerits from outlandish PDA than from almost-blew-up-the-warp-core incidents, which is saying a lot, because there have been quite a few incidents.

Lieutenant Commander Rex Fett- Head of Security. This poor man. This poor, foolish man, made the horrible mistake of befriending Anakin Skywalker at the Academy and now he gets dragged into all the man's crazy schemes. Said schemes usually involve Rex eventually getting thrown through the air, because of course they do.

He's the designated Ahsoka and Anakin wrangler. Jokes on Captain Kenobi, if the idea doesn't involve potentially blowing up the warp core Rex just might join in with the chaos.

Ensign Ahsoka Tano- I wanna say she's the helmsman. She graduated from the Academy at a young age, and has kinda latched on to Admiral Plo Koon as a father figure. Plo Koon is thrilled by this, because it's Plo Koon. The man once stopped a civil war through pure dad vibes.

She's everyone's unofficial little sister and somehow always manages to finagle her way onto away missions. Her and Anakin aren't allowed to be alone together because they'll probably blow up the warp core.

She programs the best holodeck simulations; a large portion of them are dedicated to combat and hunting (she needs to fulfill the Togruta instincts somehow and it's very hard to do so in space). Some of them though, are just silly things like a traditional Barolian amusement park or Starfleet Academy but everything is a musical (Say, you know the usual "trapped in the holodeck" episode?).

Also she may or may not have a crush on the cute Mirialan junior Lieutenant in Astrometrics. The one that Lieutenant Commander Unduli has taken to personally mentoring.

C-3PO and R2-D2- Honestly, almost the same as canon, but the Trek "what makes a sentient" episodes focus on them. "The Measure Of A Man" is C-3PO fighting for rights not just for himself but for all droids.

Commander Kix Gilamar- CMO of the Resolute. A lot of clone doctors took Gilamar's name, because the man looked at all these sad, small children and decided to care. The clones with the Gilamar name are still under House Mereel, so it's not an added complication legally. (Listen, the whole reason Gilamar exists is because the initial Kal Skirata toy design looked too young, so I'm giving him Skirata's adoption instincts)

This guy has the dubious pleasure of serving with some self sacrificial weirdos. Like, Kenobi's diligent about going to medical, but in a crisis he won't let Kix treat him until everyone else gets checked and treated and Kix is very annoyed by this, because triage. Kix logs the most hypospray sedative usage out of any CMO in Starfleet.

[shadowsong26fic]

Coming Attractions!

Yes, I'm aware it's Tuesday not Monday but shhhhh XD

Just a quick one this month. Not even going to split it up by fandom as I usually do, just kinda blitz through.

So I ended up...essentially taking January off from writing, apart from a scattered few sentences here and there. Which on the one hand was probably good for me but on the other hand I'm behind on projects lol. Ah well.

Priorities for this month: 1. SWBB I'm picking up the project I had to step away from last year. Anakin was not found at age nine and never became a Jedi; we're handwaving that TPM ended roughly the same way anyway because Padme and Obi-Wan are very good at what they do and one of the other pilots got lucky on the droid control ship. Fast-forward to like a year and a half/two years into the Clone Wars, Ahsoka ends up briefly stranded on a planet that's neutral mostly because it's a black market hub. They click pretty quickly, hang out for a while, stumble into a Separatist plot to test a chemical weapon and blame a limnic eruption for the deaths, and Deal With It. Hondo and Bo-Katan are briefly involved because I said so XD 2. P&J We're getting to the part where Ari actually finds stuff out, lol. Getting to Europe and talking with other researchers, etc. There's some interesting stuff in Marseille, and Calais is important. And Ari and Phil continue to be cute in the background. 3. The Other Battlestar Baltar ends up on Pegasus; there's a bunch of stuff built up around the two OCs who fill the plotholes he left behind...I need to get more text down in general, lol. And also figure out how I want to structure it? Like...I do need to establish the new people (including a few on Pegasus, like the senior medical officer, a marine officer, there will also be a Four who gets pulled from the civilian fleet...) and also clarify why Baltar ends up in a different position (and why Helo doesn't because he and Athena still need to meet). And it would probably make the most sense to just go linearly and handle all the miniseries exposition in order. But then again would that actually be Interesting; or would it be better to pick up later and jump back and forth in time...yeah, you see my problem lol. 4. Acheron Javert Groundhog Day fic; looping the last 36ish hours of his life. (from right before he heads to the barricade to his death). 5. Maybe get back into Precipice or write some origfic if I have time/brain.

Longer-range projects: 1. Percussive Maintenance is still hanging out in my head, so I'm tentatively planning on that for GBB (aka the one where the at least two concussions Sam gets during Downloaded unlock Enough of his memories) 2. Or maybe I'll jump back to The Blood of Angry Men, we'll see. (aka a Zarek character study; looking back on his life (and the allies/friends/tools that he's led to their deaths) from the night before his execution) 3. What I'm definitely not doing is any of the crossovers floating around in my head; either the Star Wars ones or the WoT ones. (the one I talked about the other night; and a fusion is actually sort of building in my head because of course it is. Mostly because of the Kara-as-Mat thing I pinged onto the other night; but also Baltar would be an interesting Logain; possibly Zarek as Taim? I think I'd leave Rand as Rand and just fill in the roles around him. Lee also lines up really well with Perrin...and since this would derail pretty early on I feel a little more Flexible about love interests/etc. lol. For reasons of Tuon, Moiraine, and Lan, mostly. Also Faile. Also I'd still want Caprica as a sul'dam, I think, but Logain doesn't have a canon love interest IIRC sooooo that's easier to sort out XD ...although now that I think about it, Athena as Nynaeve and Helo as Lan could work...) 4. Incinctus/other Castlevania things. 5. I'm doing pod_together again once signups open. I need to refine my fandoms list, haha. Not that I haven't had interesting times the last couple years, but it'd be nice to get matched based on something that Isn't a very secondary/tertiary fandom for me again. 6. AtLA may come floating back into my head enough to pick up some of the projects I wandered away from there, we'll see.

Not writing, strictly speaking, but there's some admin/modding stuff for this year's GBB that I should get a move on, especially since the event is moving to May-October, plus helping out with SWBB the way I do every year.

...yeah, that's pretty much where things stand. Hopefully I'll hit a nice groove this month!

What about you guys, what are you working on?

[ner-runi-cuyir-gar]

Kaz settles in with you for the evening, finding solace in your presence and the boys’ joy and laughter. 

Alone and surrounded only by the quiet hum of his ship, Chernan navigates toward an Imperial base, having received a report from Galin that both Sidious and Vader would be there. And, as always, Galin was correct. Both ships rest outside the base on the landing pad, Vader’s extravagant fighter far outdoing the ugly shuttle Sidious uses. Because unlike Sidious, Vader refuses to let other people fly him places. Looks like Anakin could never quite let that part of his passions die. 

He sends in his chain code for clearance when asked, not recognizing the Imperial Officer’s voice. There are fewer and fewer clones, these days. Did Vader want that, too? Or was that an order he could not veto? 

After receiving approval to land, Chernan flies toward the designated landing pad and slowly lowers the ship down. He sits for a minute or two in the near silent cockpit, studying the base as he gathers his thoughts.

He… may die, here, today. But there are two things of which he is absolutely certain. 

First, he will get Anakin home to you. 

And second… 

Today, he will assassinate the Emperor. 

He turns and makes sure all his weapons are ready, also checking to see if any of his blasters are jammed. When everything seems up to par, he lowers the ramp and walks off his ship, his chin held high as he enters the dark and looming Imperial tower. 

“State your business,” a Storm trooper stops him. 

“Here to deliver news about a very important bounty,” Chernan drawls, tilting his head a little, “It’s above your paygrade, trooper. You’ll want to let me pass, unless you’re looking for consequences from the Emperor himself.” 

The trooper grumbles something under his breath but he steps aside anyway, watching Chernan stroll down the long, midnight black hallway, the oval-shaped lights lining the walls and reflecting off his freshly-polished armor. 

He approaches the door of the throne room that has been put in place in every single Imperial establishment, because the Emperor is just that entitled. Piece of shit. Wrinkly piece of shit. Chernan has already decided that if he ever starts looking like that, he’ll put a bullet in his brain. Plain and simple. And yet this man continues to parade around the galaxy like he’s something special. 

Well, to many people, he probably is something special. Revered, even. People would die for him. 

Unlike them, Chernan will die killing him. 

One deep breath is all it takes to kick him into gear. He inhales as deeply as he can and then exhales as he pushes the doors open and slowly waltzes inside. 

Agitated by the interruption, Sidious pauses his next command and slowly turns, sneering as Chernan walks in. “Who are you, and what do you want? Don’t you know this is a restricted room?” 

“I do,” Chernan hums, nodding slowly as he continues to approach, “You don’t know who I am?” 

“Why would I?” 

“That’s alright,” he shrugs. “You’ll know me in a minute.” 

One of the red-robed guards hurries forward to restrain Chernan, but he pulls out a vibroblade and ducks beneath the guard’s swing, pushing his arm upward to bury a blade beneath his helmet and up through his skull. 

“That’s one.” He turns to elbow the second guard in the face, cracking his ridiculously cheap helmet in the process, and unholsters his shotgun before burying two bullets simultaneously in the man’s chest. “And that’s two!” 

Sidious rises from his throne with a growl, holding his hands in front of him in preparation for the electricity. 

Chernan, unbothered, continues to reload his shotgun. There’s always been a thrill in using a mix of blasters and actual guns with bullets. It feels… old. Rough. Some people can’t comprehend it. 

“You may have struck down my guards,” Sidious says lowly, keeping Chernan distracted as the door silently opens behind him. “But you are no match for what I have in store for you.” 

“And what would that be?” Chernan challenges. 

Vader slowly steps into the room, having been summoned via the Force. He freezes in place when he recognizes the voice. The armor. 

The man. His father. 

“Chernan?” He asks quietly. 

Chernan turns, unable to hide the surprise that flickers across his face at the sight of Vader. “Ad’ika,” he addresses the man gently. 

Vader’s eye twitches slightly as he nearly short circuits trying to figure out a response. “I- what is the meaning of this?” 

“You know this man?” Sidious tilts his head, “He just killed my guards and in fact plans to assassinate me. That is why I brought you here, bumbling idiot. Terminate him immediately.” 

Chernan chuckles lowly and turns back to Sidious, shaking his head, “No. I will fight him after. I want you specifically.” He watches Sidious descend the stairs and get closer. 

And then, ignoring the dread that spreads through his body at the sight of that bright red blade extending, he gives a hum that represents a thrill for a fight. Entering a fight with confidence has always been his best chance at victory. If Sidious thinks he is unbothered, Sidious will start to cower. Maybe not right away, but eventually. 

“What, no electricity?” Chernan fake pouts, the sarcasm evident in his tone. “Such a shame- I was looking for an energy boost.” 

Sidious growls and lunges at Chernan with the saber, and amidst the ringing it makes clashing with his beskar forearm guard, Chernan swears he hears Vader protest the fight behind him. 

But even still, the young man stays planted at the door, watching them in shock. In a way, it’s a good thing- his presence is prohibiting anyone from entering and ganging up on Chernan. Perhaps that’s his plan, and Chernan isn’t giving him enough credit. 

“You ordered the slaughter of my baby girl,” he tells Sidious through gritted teeth, flipping a blade in his hand before driving it through Sidious’ arm. “Unfortunately for you, she survived. And so did her children.” 

Vader steps forward at that, having not expected such good news. They’re alive? You and- and his babies? Holy gods. 

“Lili is alive?” 

“Oh now you respond?” Chernan snarks as he dodges another lightsaber swipe, “Great timing, son.” 

Vader watches as Chernan and Sidious dance around the room, neither of them putting their full effort in yet. But of course, only he knows this, as he’s seen each of them fight individually before. 

A few minutes pass, and the fight gets more intense, with Chernan putting more force behind his punches and jabs and Sidious leaping around him with minimal effort. 

Even the wildest flips are met by a good block from Chernan- the man has been through several wars and has dedicated his work to the special forces of Mandalore since he was a young man. He can fend for himself. 

Until… he can’t. Sidious manages a jab of his saber through Chernan’s shoulder and the man stumbles back, a bit surprised. The momentary shock is enough advantage for Sidious, who reaches a hand out and envelopes Chernan in a blinding blanket of hot white light. 

Chernan lets out a shout at the pain and drops to the floor, writhing for several moments before Sidious pauses. 

“And at last, the bug flies into the trap,” Sidious murmurs, panting, “You gave me a run for my money, Mandalorian, but you are no match. You never will be.” 

“Tell that to your grave when I throw you in it,” Chernan says hoarsely, pushing himself up to his feet even with his now injured shoulder. “I can go all week, old man.” 

Sidious growls and electrocutes Chernan again, making sure the electricity pays significant attention to areas of his body that aren’t as protected. Vader takes a step forward, as if to stop him, but Chernan pulls out of the shock again and they launch into another round of fighting. 

For what feels like forever, he watches them fight, and it’s clear that Chernan doesn’t think he’s making it out of here alive. Because he has never seen his father fight this hard, this fast, this efficiently. Sidious is injured. Far more injured than Vader honestly expected him to be. But so is Chernan. He limps around and uses his body weight and force strategically, not wanting to overwork himself any more than necessary. 

And then something shifts. The fight becomes more hopeless. Because as Vader’s eyes follow the arc of Sidious’ blade, he realizes that, if it lands, Chernan will be dead in a matter of seconds. 

He leaps forward then, position himself between the two of them, taking the swipe for Chernan. Pain courses through his back but he doesn’t react, as he’s too focused on the rigid look of despair in Chernan’s posture.

“Anakin,” he breathes between his heavy pants, shaking his head. “No.” 

Vader whirls anyway and tackles Sidious to the ground, igniting his own saber as Sidious shoves him off. 

“You betray me?” Sidious asks, sneering once again. “You dare turn your back on me and take sides with this imbecile?” 

“He’s my father.” Vader snaps. “I won’t let you kill him.” 

Sidious straightens and studies him for a long moment. Then, he gives a slow, knowing nod as realizations takes over his demeanor. “And so the lost little boy nearly loses another parent. You always were fueled by her. Your mother.” 

“Don’t.” 

“It’s true. Your mother, your wife… everything about you has been fueled by the woman to whom you are far too attached-” he grunts as Vader starts to choke him without even lifting a finger. 

White hot rage blurs his vision but sharpens his focus, and he lunges for Sidious, the two of them a blazing ball of flips, kicks, red blades, and impressive Force skills Chernan could only dream of having. 

He watches from the floor as they fight, knowing he’s both losing blood and consciousness. But he needs to watch, he needs to make sure Anakin is okay. He’ll rejoin the fight in a moment- his body is just… shutting down momentarily. 

He digs through his belt pocket to find a stim, his hand trembling a little as he lifts it up and jabs it into his thigh. The energy shot is like another bolt of lightning through his system, only this one doesn’t hurt. 

After just a few more moments, he’s able to rejoin the fight, right alongside Anakin as they work to take down this cruel, vile man.

It occurs to him while they fight that he could not have done this alone. He would have absolutely died. Maybe he still will. But… fighting with Anakin is both a hint of fond memories and a major help. Maybe this will be his dying act and Vader will be forever changed, motivated to come home to you and the babies. 

The fight goes on for yet another eternity in Vader’s eyes, with seemingly no end. Slash after slash is accompanied by vibroblades and bullets and whistling birds- a stolen weapon Chernan will later have to apologize to Drogr for taking. 

At one point, Vader thinks the fight is over, as Sidious stumbles backward a step. He looks to Chernan with a tired, bloody grin, his lip busted and a bruise forming around one of his eyes.  “It’s good to see-” he grunts as Sidious’ saber drives through his stomach all the way to the hilt, the blade protruding way out of his back. 

Chernan’s eyes widen and he lets out a furious, broken shout as Sidious retracts the blade and Vader falls to his knees. “ANAKIN!” He grabs Vader’s saber and clumsily activates its blade, thankfully striking true right through Sidious’ knee from the side. In fact it goes so far through that he even stabs the inside of Sidious’ other knee, the man stumbling to the side with a pained yell. 

Sidious throws a hand out and Chernan goes flying back, his head and back simultaneously smacking into the wall behind him. A loud crack breaks the silence and he crumples to the floor, face twisting in agony at the pain shooting through his back and spine. 

He watches with blurred vision as Sidious moves back over to Vader, the young man’s wheezing filling his ears. “An-Anakin… get up.” 

When Anakin doesn’t and simply stares up at his new Master in both defiance and rage, Chernan weakly unclasps the strap holding his favorite pistol in place. His bloodied hand causes him to slip off the strap but he quickly recovers, fumbling with it a few more moments. Panic builds in him as Sidious focuses his electricity on Vader now, the man screaming in agony at the sheer power of the shocks. And, what Chernan doesn’t know, is that Vader is being attacked in the Force, too, his very presence the target of Sidious’ darkness and fury, his mind being pulled apart bit by bit until he’ll end up brainless and unresponsive. 

Vader holds his head and curls into a ball, writhing violently with the shocks. 

With all the strength and energy he can muster, Chernan lifts his pistol, doing his best to stop trembling so he can aim right. Something happens, then, almost as if someone is kneeling next to him. He can feel them, but he cannot see them. A hand rests on top of his and another holds his arm steady, prepping him for the perfect shot. 

And together, Shmi Skywalker and Chernan Ordo free Anakin with a single bullet that rips through Sidious’ head and sends him limply to the floor. 

Once he’s sure Sidious won’t get back up, Chernan drops his pistol and slumps against the wall, reveling in the peace and silence that follows. No bright lightning. No screams of agony or furious growls. Just… him and his son, both broken and bloodied, probably on the brink of death. 

“I’m- I’m s-sorry, Anakin,” he rasps as loud as he can, shaking his head a little. “I’m sorry. I wanted- to bring you h-home.” 

“D-Dad?” Vader slowly looks over, forcing himself into a crawling position and dragging himself across the floor to Chernan. “Your- your back, I heard it-” 

“Mhm,” Chernan nods a little, “Can’t feel my legs. ‘M gonna be fine. You gonna be f-fine?” 

Vader tears up and rests a hand on Chernan’s arm, desperately trying to summon any bit of light to heal him. “‘M so sorry.” He grabs his comm and shakily activates his ship, knowing he needs to be ready to go immediately.

And despite all his pain, he slowly gets to his feet, gritting out a pained sound as he scoops Chernan into his arms. He winces at the loud yell of pain Chernan belts out, but he keeps going, desperate to get out of the Empire and somewhere safe for him. 

The two of them don’t speak on the way to Vader’s ship. They just… exist in the presence of one another, neither of them really knowing if Chernan will make it just yet. 

“Wh-Where is she?” he finally asks as he places Chernan in the cot on his ship, “I swear to you I’ll be okay. They’re safe with me.” 

“T-Tatooine,” Chernan murmurs, nearly passing out by now, “She’s on Tatooine w-with the kids. Don’t- don’t go- to the covert… they’ll kill you.” He fights to stay awake, wanting to get the last part out, “Go t-to the hote in the city. Room 3B. ‘S mine and Cole’s f-for extra safety.” 

His vision fades to black and Vader hurries to his own seat, taking off from the base just as the alarms start to sound. 

Sidious has been discovered, and he has been discovered missing. What will come next? 

None of that matters. What matters is getting his father to safety, getting him healed, and seeing his family once again. 

He lets himself rest on the way to Tatooine, having become numb to the pain in his back by this point. He’s had worse, anyway. And Chernan is facing more threatening injuries. Will he be paralyzed for the rest of his life? If he doesn’t get a Healer fast enough? 

Vader forces himself not to think about it and lands in the space port an hour or so later, dragging Chernan to the hotel and into the room. People thankfully leave him alone due to who he is, but that only sends a rumor through the community who love their new Mando protectors so very much. 

That rumor spreads quickly, like wildfire, until Cole - who was in fact searching the covert for your father - races into the new family quarters. 

“Vader is here,” he says panicked, grabbing every rifle he has, “And- and they said he has a Mando with him. In our hotel room,” he tells Kaz. “Mine and father’s.” 

Kaz straightens. “I will go with you. You can’t fight him alone.” 

“The people said they’re both injured,” Cole shakes his head, “I will be able to kill him myself if he’s down.” 

“What?” I come out of the boys’ room after putting them down for a nap, “Dad brought him here!?”

[medicinemane]

Ok, rewatching episode 2, and... in many ways it's been... hmm... it has the bones of a good movie (after 30 minutes), but... there's just something not right with it other than the script (which... there's problems there for sure). Maybe pacing... I really don't know but... anyway, kind of not my point

The point is it's a fucking funny movie but not in intended ways

For one thing, Obi Wan is just such a rude bitch to Anakin non stop, I don't think he's said a single nice thing to him. Anakin breaths and Obi Wan is just like "Anakin you ignorant slut, what the fuck is wrong with you, you fucking stupid asshole?"

Also, some toxic centipedes are sent to kill Amadala, and I like that they're apparently trained assassins, cause they fucking hide when R2 shines a light

The last thing I found funny enough I had to write this was Anakin looking at Padme and her being like "please don't look at me like that, it makes me uncomfortable", and he just fucking smirks about it

You're such a weirdo Anakin

Also love the way that he's just nonstop like "actually I'm way cooler than Obi Wan anyway", like the script was... not good. Like... I get what they're trying to do, and the thing they're trying to do is good. Stuff like having Obi Wan be critical and that driving Anakin to Palpatine works... but not when Obi Wan is just over the top shitty to him nonstop

Anakin being ruled by his emotions despite his best efforts is good and a good set up for tragedy, but not when he's practically going "me horny" any time he mentions Padme or the way any time he opens his mouth he's basically saying power level shit like he's trying to figure out which Jedi could fight Goku

There's something good in here, but... it's fucking silly instead of compelling. The Clone Wars team mined out that good stuff and made it work, but fuck is this silly

Also, so far I think I'm standing by my opinion episode 1 is better. It's fucking flawed to hell, but the pacing and... whatever isn't working for me here was working for me in the jedi stuff during episode 1

Oh yeah, final thing. I love that the movie opens up with Naboobians landing, security officer goes "I guess there was nothing to worry about after all", ship FUCKING EXPLODES instantly after he says that

Zero tension or anything, just pure fucking comedy

Also the way it's shot, it didn't look like the explosion really came from anywhere, which made it feel like it came from inside the ship, which would be that much funnier, waiting till they're getting off to blow it up when you could have destroyed it at any point

Don't think that's what was going on, but that's how it looked to me

Very funny movie, almost interesting... now there's a movie that needs a remake, let the fucking Clone Wars team animate episodes 1-3

[commanderfoxdeservesbetter]

Do you have any soft non-angsty headcanons for any clones?

I do!

Soft headcanons I firmly believe in:

Dogma loves the sound of rain. While on Kamino, if he had a bad day, he and Tup would go out and watch the rain and it would help soothe him down

Tup absolutely hates doing his hair. He loves the feel of it and having it but man is it a pain sometimes and so he got Dogma to learn how to help him style it and this was another technique that Dogma used to relax himself

Fox is obsessed with blueberry muffins. He ate one from Senator Riyo and it was game over. He has his own little black market going on to get those muffins

Rex loves tea. Obi-Wan always sends Anakin tea but Anakin hates it so he gave it to Rex once and After seeing how much Rex likes it, he’ll always send the teas his way

Wolffe loves to prank his brothers and will do so anytime he’s near them. People never assume it’s him though because he’s so straight-faced which he uses to his advantage

Cody loves to watch the sunrise and sunset. It’s why he has a sun painted on his armor. The first time he saw it, he couldn’t stop staring at the beauty of what a sun is. He makes sure on every campaign to be up early to never miss a sunrise

Gree didn’t always like the color green or if nature but after working with Luminara and then Yoda, he came to appreciate the beauty of what nature holds. After the war, he would go hiking on any planet he could

Fives and Echo eat bugs 💀 they saw Anakin do it once and decided to try it if only to freak Rex out but then it actually turned out good and now they share Anakin’s weird taste in bugs

Thorn is a sucker for rom-com movies. One of the senators had it playing in their office while he was guarding them and he couldn’t not watch. He signs up to guard that Senator more than any other person so he can keep watching the rom-coms and after the war, he drags Fox along to watch them with him at the actual theaters to Fox’s dismay

Bly likes to draw. A-17 taught him how after a trainer showed him and Bly could never stop. He’ll draw all the places he’s been to on his free time and on some occasions, even do portraits of his men and his General

Jesse loves to dance! After ARC training, he took more time to learn dancing versus his usual bar moves for the 79s and is quite well-versed. After the war, he started up his own business to teach others

Kix is a fanatic of food shows and he’ll critique the hell out of anyone’s cooking despite not knowing how to cook himself. He eventually learned after the war when he actual had free time from his job as a Temple medic but he still watches the food shows for fun

Vaughn is a hiking bro. He’ll join Gree on his outdoors adventures after the war and Ahsoka will sometimes join but he’s definitely one that would be the type of dude who would scale a mountain for fun

As much as his brothers like to tease him, Howzer likes to work. He likes the routine and the feeling that he is doing something good. He stayed on Ryloth to help the people there and while he has his hobbies, he enjoys what he does

Wrecker and Crosshair are total gym rats and after the war, they opened their own gym that has different trainings and activities including rock climbing, zip lining, weight challenges, rifle shooting, swimming pool, and timed challenge courses. They of course set the records but if any reg manages to overcome theirs, they’ll give them a plague on the wall along with a VIP pass. Only one has succeeded so far

Wooley is competitive as hell and he makes everyone know it. Any challenge given to him, he wants to beat it. He’s the only one to succeed in overtaking every single record at Wrecker and Crosshair’s gym and has started training to overcome Hunter’s tracking record that they have unofficially announced will be opening soon!!

Tech likes fixing ships and he’ll join Anakin sometimes in tinkering. He also gives Anakin really crazy ideas that Cody is often the one left to pick up the mess

This is all I have so far but I’ll probably add more soon lmaoooo

[gffa]

Hello! I love all of your posts about the Jedi, about their code and their way of life. I don't personally ship obikin, but I have occasionally enjoyed some of your posts about it and am usually neutral on it. I do, however, occasionally ship other Jedi, sometimes with each other and sometimes with civilians and on rare occasions with clone officers. But I often run into a problem with that.

I understand and fully support the Jedi position on attachment, and I can understand why romantic relationships would be discouraged (it's difficult to not put your partner above others), marriage wouldn't be viable (making a commitment to another individual over your commitment to the Order), and having children would be almost unthinkable, as parents --especially birthing parents-- often don't really have a choice about what matters most to them once their child is born.

Which brings me to my question: what is your ideal obikin happy ending? Do they leave the order together because they can't fully commit to it? Do you fudge the rules for the purpose of a happy ending even though you don't think they need to be different in canon? If Palps is out of the picture, Anakin doesn't turn, and he and Obi-Wan are in love...what do you want for them?

Hi! This is such a nice ask, thank you for all the kind words and the interesting question! Though, it's a tough one for me because I'm legitimately torn between two paths and I'm not sure which one I would say is the ideal for me on a personal level, because one feels like I have only seen it explored a handful of times, so I'm hungrier for it, and that may affect my desire. If you pressed me, right this moment, I would say that my ideal ending for Obikin is for them to leave the Jedi Order because they understand and care about the reasons for those rules enough to honor them, that if they can't live by them, then they need to walk another path. It's something I crave more of in fandom, to explore Obi-Wan and Anakin deciding to leave the Jedi Order for each other, not because "Jedi can't get married so Jedi bad" but because they understand that the Jedi cannot prioritize someone above an entire planet's worth of people, if that choice comes to it they would have to say, "That's a smart and compassionate way of doing things, unfortunately, this idiot makes my brain crazy and I know I would fail those people if I was put in that position, so I should not be put in that position." That doesn't mean they probably wouldn't still help out or do Jedi things--we see the Jedi are perfectly willing to work with former Jedi, they speak highly of Dooku, they accepted Ahsoka going after Maul--I would love to see the Jedi calling Obi-Wan and Anakin to go on an undercover recon mission where they pose as a married couple or call them up and say, "Hey, we know you're near Florrum and we need to talk to Hondo but it'll take us a day to get there, can you distract him until we do?" or if they're chasing Cad Bane down and could use an extra hand, they call them up and go, "You've dealt with this asshole before, right? Help plz." It doesn't mean that Obi-Wan at the very least wouldn't still live his life by the Jedi's teachings, that the Force still works the same way it does as when he was a Jedi, but that he understands himself well enough to know that he can't be put in the position of saving other people over Anakin, because it would tear him apart to do so. And that he misses being a Jedi, he misses living in the Temple, but it's not like they can't visit. It's not like they couldn't go back if they changed their minds/found that it was the right path for them. But I also do enjoy the idea that they just don't really need to do anything about it, that they continue on as Jedi as they were before, that Obi-Wan is actually happy with a relationship where he understands that he would save others above Anakin's own life or that he has faith in Anakin that they would find a way or that, if the worst happens, he would find a way to make peace with it That they don't need to stop being Jedi because understand that they can't hold onto that person, they can't cling to them, and they find satisfaction in the lives they live as Jedi, helping others and giving to others. I especially really like this path for Anakin, because sometimes I really would like to believe that, had things gone differently in ROTS, that Palpatine's grooming and poison he dripped into Anakin's ear could finally be cleared out of him, that Anakin could finally start to really face the ugly parts of himself and let go of his need to cling to people, and instead find his way to a relationship that was willing to let go when it was time, to find the inner peace enough to not put his own fears and greed above what was best for the other person. I think there's a lot you could do with an Obikin relationship clashing against the Jedi ideas, especially with Anakin's struggle, and maybe they overcome that struggle, maybe they don't, both paths have value, but also I think you could just happily write them in a relationship and it's not a problem re: the Jedi Code, so long as they're not willing to let an entire planet die to save the other. (Or at least write that Anakin says he understands that, even if he doesn't. XD)

[fanfic-obsessed]

Actual Traitors?

Here’s a new what-if for you, be warned for I have no idea where this might take us. Also, as ever, I’ve barely met canon. So please forgive any contradictions to the actual canon. 

It starts with a question: What if Palpatine’s Grand Plan had been ever so slightly different?

Palpatine wanted more than the utter destruction of the Jedi, he wanted more than for Jedi to be forgotten or made myth. He wanted their name to become poison for a thousand years. And yes declaring the Jedi traitors and Order 66 almost gets you there, but there were too many that remembered the Jedi fondly, or at least specific Jedi fondly, for it to have long term lasting power. Plus, with the Jedi dead ‘Forgotten’ happens way easier than ‘betrayer’. 

So Palpatine changes the plan slightly. The clone wars still happen as before. Dooku still  leads the separatist (though he manages to hide his identity as a Sith) and the Jedi and clones are still sent to fight and die by beings who by and large have no vested interest in lessening the loss of life. There is still no coherent, consistent idea of what winning would look like. All to Palpatine’s design. 

But it is not meant to end in Order 66 this time, no the plan is a little different. The war had two main purposes. The first to entrench Palpatine’s power deep enough that, when the time is right, he can take full control. The second was to make the Jedi love the clones, to make them protective, to make them mourn each clone life lost.  To that end Palpatine, to the extent he is able, ensures that the natborn officers stationed with the Jedi are odious and look down on the Clones as less than sentient.  The missions may be framed differently but Palpatine’s goal is to tie the clones and the Jedi together and begin to become insular. 

Three years in, Dooku surrenders and the war is won.  An armistice is signed and just, just as the combined Jedi/Clone forces begin to relax, begin to believe that that the Clones could be folded into the Order and they could move toward the future, Chancellor Palpatine knocks over the last domino. 

One of his lackeys, carefully not connected to him, brings up a motion. It is timed down to the exact moment for maxim effect. This lackey motions in the rotunda that, now that there is no war, there is no need for a standing army. But…the answer is not to give the clones sentience, it is to decommission all of them on the basis that the droid factories had been shut down. The speech was crafted to be as belittling to the clone sentience as possible, each word worse than the one before. There were also other lackeys strategically positioned through the rotunda to make it seem like the motion had much more support than it actually did (Really any support is too much, but it did not have near enough to pass). 

Palpatine felt the spark of fear shoot through the Coruscant Guard and the horror through the Jedi in the room. A heated debate sparks as the clones and the Jedi slip from the room. That the debate ended with the motion being shouted down doesn’t matter. That it was even entertained enough to be debated did the damage that Palpatine wanted.  Damage he furthered by passing on ‘rumors’ he had heard to Anakin Skywalker. Rumors that made it seem as though there were secret deals going on and the next time the motion was brought up it would pass and the clones would be killed. 

It had the effect that Palpatine wanted. The Jedi, fearing for the lives of the clones, drove themselves from the Republic (taking the clones and the ships with them, of course. Also the temple, which is space worthy), even taking Dooku with them (It should be noted that Anakin, well Anakin did abduct his senator wife and her retinue, and he is not letting them leave or contact the senate-Anakin is wanted for questioning by Coruscant's police force). 

Palpatine was able to spin their leaving as gathering their army and leaving, pointing out that this army was ordered FOR the Jedi.  It is not hard to arrange some incidents that make it appear to the Jedi that the Senate/Republic is hunting them and the clones, backing them into a corner where they have to fight back, while making it look like the Jedi and their army are taking the place of the Separatists. Dooku is with the Jedi, and is rapidly able to worm his way into several council member’s good graces, particularly as it seems like he was right all along about the republic. This throws the Republic back into a conflict, where Palpatine can continue to build his empire.

Here’s the part where Palpatine’s plan falls apart. The Jedi taking the place of the Separatist- lashing out because they are not being allowed to leave and being propagandized as the aggressor- only works as long as the Jedi act like the Separatists and keep acting as the aggressor. Except the Jedi do not react like they were supposed- which was to get so fed up that they decide they must strike first, for safety- instead they continue to retreat. Further and further from the core, and then into Wild Space at the edge of the known galaxy.  

To be clear the Jedi did not intend to leave the galaxy to its own mess, but from their perception they needed to protect the clones and they did honestly think they were escaping just ahead of a purge of the clones. Even Jedi like Pong Krell, because Palpatine’s plan required the Jedi to be exposed to the sentience of the clones as often as possible, so the missions tended to emphasize that.   

Here are some notes from the universe:

There are not actually many habitable planets in Wild Space, but the Agricorps was able to get some Hydroponics bays working on some of the ships, also some of the non habitable planets, and also the temple. So there is no worry about food. Also they figure out how to turn the waste into fuel for the ships. So the Jedi and clones are self-sustaining.

Some Jedi are still called to find Force Sensitives in the Galaxy, though the birthrate of Force Sensitives does drop sharply, outside of the procreation of various Jedi and clones (Please note that genetics has little to do with Force sensitivity). 

Obi Wan Kenobi is not the only Jedi to end up with a haram (or as part Cody’s Haram, no one is truly sure who the rotating group of Jedi, clones, and assorted others actually belong to, but everyone seems happy) but they did take the most scientific and enthusiastic view of experimenting with the Force in sexual situations. There are currently a dozen papers written and waiting to be reviewed, and replicated.  There is a lot of partner sharing. It is, however, not the Kenobi/Cody Polycule that needs to explain to the medics how they found out that Fox is somehow allergic to some highly salacious Force abilities (Quinlan Vos and Ventress were both involved. Fox is on record as saying it was worth the hives and the three day med bay stay, but it was not worth the video of him rambling while high that resulted). 

The Combined Jedi/Clones do end up abducting other sentients from formerly Republic Space. Or at least that is what the Empire Propaganda would tell you. It was less an abduction and more asking. Anakin did end up abducting Padme, her 13 body doubles, and 6 other bodyguards during the mad dash to exit the republic (somewhat forcibly). Over the course of 5 years the Jedi quietly collect the family of those 19, and others. 

Palpatine’s Empire lasted a total of three years before he was overthrown and killed. An Empire existed for another 10 years, with a variety of Emperors (none of which lasted even as long as Palpatine). Then the centralized government collapsed into system governments. It would take another 50 years for a Republic to begin to form again, still sans Jedi.

[nevertheless-moving]

Entire Armies Part II

this has been in my drafts long enough so here ya go anon 

continued from here

“You can’t remotely disable it or something?” Obi-Wan asked desperately as they chased the trail of the rapidly disappearing Twilight, the three of them wedged uncomfortably in the two seater ship.

Anakin made an indignantly offended noise. “Why would I mod a ship so it could be remotely disabled?”

“I don’t know! Why would you mod a ship so it could be tracked so easily?” Obi-Wan snarked.

“Easily?! You think this is easy? The only reason I can track her is because I’m me.”

“Why would you mod a ship that could be stolen?” Rex muttered.

“What was that Captain? You know I’m still your superior officer-”

“Oh are you now? Wow. Now I can see what the next rest-of-our-lives are going to be like. Can’t believe I was going to promote you over Waxer-”

“You were?” Anakin grinned. “First Lieutenant Skywalker, huh? Has a nice ring to it.”

“Captain Skywalker actually- we were talking about restructuring into one Battalion with more companies, some of them in active combat and others for non-military voluntary assignment.”

“Ooh Captain Skywalker, yeah I could get used to that.”

“Well if this is what happens to your personal projects, you’ll be lucky to make private-”

“Hey! I wasn’t responsible for guarding the prisoner-”

“Technically, as General any security breaches under your command-”

“Oh enough already!” Obi-Wan snapped. “Rank isn’t going to matter if Dooku warns his Sith Master and kills us all while we’re cut off from the rest of the Jedi while also giving him in depth knowledge of the future.”

Anakin shifted nervously, making Rex squawk irritably from his perch half in the still-probably-a-General’s lap. Anakin ignored him. “Is that where you think he’s going?”

Obi-Wan frowned over the navigation. “Well, he’s not heading to Coruscant, which I suppose would arguably be worse...I really don’t want have to fight Yoda...”

“What, the little green guy?” Rex asked incredulously.

Anakin snorted. “Have you ever seen him in a fight? He’s more acrobatic than Ahsoka.”

“Seriously? Isn’t he like, 1000?” the still-definitely-a-captain Rex asked, sounding bemused.

“Aren’t you like, 10?” Anakin retorted.

“Oh kriff,” Obi-Wan said suddenly. “I know where he’s going.”

“Where?” Anakin asked eagerly. “Maybe I can chart a better path than him there...”

“Galidraan.”

“Oh,” Rex and Anakin said in unison.

“That’s- Anakin glanced nervously at Rex. “When does the battle take place?”

“Today, I’m fairly certain,” Obi-Wan groaned. “Fuck, I can’t believe we haven’t talked about this- Rex, what do you want to do?”

“What?” Rex asked, suddenly panicked. “Why are you asking me?”

“Because if I’m right- Dooku’s going to try and stop the massacre of the true Mandalorians.”

“What?” Anakin said doubtfully. “Are you sure?”

“It was one of his biggest regrets, before he left the order, before he fell...Yoda  believed his pain over the deaths he caused and the rage over being tricked was the first stone on his path to the darkside. Like I said- he once was a good man.”

“That doesn’t explain why you’re asking me.” Rex insisted. “I’m not a Jedi or a Mandalorian.”

“Perhaps,” Obi-Wan acknowledged softly. “But you have ties to both. And this was an event that directly lead to the fall of the Haat Mando'ade and some previously light Jedi and the rise of Death Watch. Not to mention the countless Jedi killed in this conflict and the skirmishes that followed. Arguably, only one good thing came out of the Massacre this day.”

Rex swallowed, “And by that you mean...”

“You and your brothers,” General Kenobi confirmed with a soft smile. “Without this Jango would likely have never entered into a contract with Kaminionis- not that we ever fully understood his motives...but it’s very unlikely, were he to remain Manda’lor, that the vode would come to exist.”

“Wait...” Anakin asks slowly, “Does that mean if Dooku saves the people- wow that’s weird to think about- all the clones will just- stop existing? Like vanish?”

“That’s not how time travel works!” Rex replied quickly. He then turned to Obi-Wan. “That’s not how time travel works, right?”

Obi-Wan sighed. “Not that I’m an expert on this, but from what I gleamed from Dooku and the runes in the temple, no. We unmade everything except us. You, the 212th, and the 501st exist. The question is- do you want them, and yourselves, and all your other brothers to exist again?”

There was a long heavy pause, and the normally unflappable Captain began to radiate honest stress into the force. “I have to decide?”

Obi-Wan and Anakin exchanged a glance. “It’s...not right for us to do it. It’s not fair of us to ask you to make the choice either but-” Anakin shrugged helplessly. “We’re not leaving it up to Dooku, right?”

Rex stared ahead blankly. “Excuse me for a moment, sirs.”

“Where-”

Rex reached back and grabbed his helmet, pulling it on and sitting stock still while Obi-Wan and Anakin politely ignored the waves of mixed emotion pouring off of him.

A few hours passed like that. Eventually they rotated positions, Anakin and Obi-Wan cramming into one side while Rex stretched out his legs. Obi-Wan entered a light meditative fugue as his mind still wrestled with time travel and the numerous disasters that the 212th had the power to create or prevent.

Seemingly without any prompting, Anakin broke the silence.

“Padme and I were married,” he blurted out.

“I- you- what?” Obi-Wan sputtered.

“Oh thank kriffing heavens,” Rex sighed. “I don’t have to keep that a secret anymore.”

“You knew about this?” Obi-Wan protested, indignant.

“You didn’t?” Rex shot back. “He doesn’t shut up about her- uh, didn’t. Oh.”

“Yes, Oh.” Anakin snapped.

Obi-Wan sighed, rubbing his face. “I...I knew you were affectionate but I didn’t realize the extent...”

- - - 

flash forward and they get to Galidraan too late—Dooku screams into the atmosphere broadcasting on all hyperspace and telepathic frequencies ‘ITS A TRAP ITS A TRAP THE GOVERNOR IS SETTING YOU UP TO KILL EACH OTHER DON’T BE MORONS NONE OF YOU ARE THE CHILD MURDERERS DON’T DO ANYTHING’ before crash landing in the middle of everything. They still give attacking each other a solid try, this time with the Mandalorians fully prepared for battle, but then something something time-travel-crazy-handless-Dooku jumps in front of a ricocheting bolt, saving a random Mando teen and dying dramatically.

---

Jango: “So that happened.”

Komari Vosa: “Thank you ever so much for that intelligent remark”

Dooku: [staring at his older-sith-handless-corpse]

Jango: “Sorry, is that your father? Or your brother?”

Dooku:

Komari Vosa: “Jedi don’t have families.”

Jango: “Of course you don’t. Whatever—I suppose you’re going to try and insist we keep the Governor alive, because of Jedi shit?”

Komari Vosa: “Of course a Mandalorian would call not murdering ‘Jedi shit’

Dooku: 

Jango: “Is he...meditating?”

Komari Vosa: “I—Master?”

Dooku:

Dooku: 

- - -

Anakin, Rex, and Obi-Wan arrive shortly after in their tripped-out future-tech mystery-origin shuttle, try and be stealthy, get captured immediately and then just,, refuse to answer any questions. Anakin is his usually insane overpowered in the force self. Obi-Wan is vaguely familiar. Rex refuses to take off his crappy armor and the Mandalorians are like ‘fair enough religious freedom’ Somethingsomething escape brief cool fight sight scene grab future!Dooku’s body explosions grab the pieces of the Twilight aaand dramatic reveal where Rex takes of his helmet and he looks EXACTLY like Jango but blonde. Escape in the confusion.

fucken cryptids.

- - - 

Dooku:

Jango: 

Dooku:

Jango:

Dooku:

Jango: “I’m pissed off and confused. And I want to murder someone and I really want it to be you, but unfortunately I think you’re just as in the dark as I am.”

Dooku: “Yes. I...concur”

Jango:

Dooku:

Jango: 

Dooku: [pulls out a flask of space brandy, takes a shot, wordlessly offers it to Jango.

Jango: [accepts it, drinks some, makes an appreciative expression]

Jango: “You know...I can’t believe I’m saying this...but—you’re alright. For a Jedi.”

Dooku: “This universe is so goddamn weird and shitty and I’m starting to get real sick of it.”

Jango: “Ha. Yeah.”

- - -

And so, on this day, contrary to the mechanisms of Deathwatch and the Sith, the True Mandalorians and the Jedi fell into a reluctant peace, a fact of  great historical and geopolitical relevance. Or at least, such an occasion would be considered important, were it not immediately overshadowed by the emergence of an army of heretofore unimaginable scale, unfathomable strength, and unknown origin. 

[obiwanobi]

I ask this all the time but any more hc for always a sith au? I wanna cry today but I also want to be comforted

here's some oh-that's-sweet-wait-no-it's-actually-really-sad Vaderkin hcs for you anon 💛

Anakin wasn't raised to be the most powerful Sith ever. Palpatine knew that his death would come too quickly if that were the case, so he raised him to be a very loyal lapdog instead.

that's why he grew up almost as a recluse, with mostly droids to talk to.

Dooku sometimes came to teach him a thing or two on Palpatine's order. Anakin started hating him the second Dooku laid a consternated eye on this feral child.

Anakin did swear to make Dooku's life worse after that (and he did!) so the hate was mutual.

he grew up very lonely so he turned to holodramas when he was bored, giving him a very distorted view of people and how relationships actually work vs how it works in fiction.

he got thrown almost brutally into the 'real' world during the clone wars when his skills (=mindless violence) were needed. Right before being presented as one of the military leaders of the CIS army, Palpatine took one look at his face and said 'no wait we need to put a scary mask or a black armour to hide all of *vague gesture to Anakin's innocent wide eyes and pretty mouth* that.'

absolutely desensitized to violence, blood and most kind of atrocity. Will make starry eyes at republic ships and ask various Jedi if it really has the famous T-15 hyperdrive generator while cutting clones in pieces in front of them.

the first time he forgot to put on his helmet to get some caff from the refectory, an officer who didn't recognise him flirted with him there. It took a VERY long time for him to realise what was happening.

when he did, he immediately panicked and retracted to his quarters in a hurry and didn't leave his room for 2 days.

(he frantically binge-watched 3 different romantic shows to get a clue of what his favourite girly girl characters did when someone showed Interest™ in them. He only came back to the real world when he noticed 17 missed calls from Palpatine because he missed a crucial war council)

no one understands why lord Vader avoids officer Becker like the plague now, not even officer Becker.

[chaoticevilbean]

Another Star Wars AU, TBN*

*To-Be-Named

I love time travel. A lot. So here is a time-travel au, with the CW trio.

Somehow, perhaps by touching a Sith artifact, perhaps by the Force deciding they should, perhaps from some sort of weird ritual the locals were performing that the trio didn't know about, Obi-Wan, Ahsoka, Anakin, Rex, and Cody travel aback in time.

[Please keep in mind that Canon Timeline has died tragically in a fire, and I am but the weeping widow with an inheritance.]

Due to whatever happened, they all also end up (technically) deaging. They still have their memories and their knowledge and skills, just stuck in smaller bodies. They can think and act like adults, but they also have to struggle a bit more to implement Older Skills in Younger Bodies.

Ahsoka is 2. She's nubby. She's emotional. She's tired and sore from her deaging.

She wakes up in someone's office. She's in a spinny chair, a big one with leather padding. It's kind-of chilly in the room.

She's not thinking, because all her brain is putting together is that she's still tired. She grabs the jacket off the back of the chair and pulls it over herself. She goes back to sleep.

Rex and Cody wake up together.

They are their actual age, which is to say they're both about eleven.

They find themselves on Mandalore. In the more wild areas.

(let me believe that there are parts of the planet that aren't covered in city)

(also, this is the Mandalore in the cartoons)

They find a teen trying to wake them both up. Rex has absolutely no clue what's going on. Cody has a vague idea, because this girl looks very similar to a picture he once saw...

Obi-Wan does not fare as well. He is 3.

He wakes up in someone's arms. He's just as tired and sore as the other three. However, he's also got more awareness because he's in someone's arms.

He looks up to see who's carrying him.

He looks around at the people walking with them.

He starts crying. He cannot help this, as he is suddenly flooded with Emotions, and he is Smol. Smol = harder to handle Emotions.

Because Qui-Gon is walking right next to him, tapping away on a holopad as they go. Dooku is on his other side, on a comm call where both parties sound very tired.

And Obi-Wan is being held... by Obi-Wan.

So, yeah, not that great for a suddenly Smol Obi.

Now, Anakin is 8, so he's better off in that perspective.

But he wakes up on some remote planet without anyone around. He just was in the middle of a group, so he ends up kinda panicking.

Then he hears something coming towards him, and he panics more.

He's Tiny! He's Smol! He's massively at a disadvantage against attacks! He can't fight off whatever is on a planet like this!

It's Mace (and Depa).

Anakin, however, doesn't realize this. He has gone Feral.

Back to the beginning

Jango Fett has been very busy w/Important Mand'alor Paperwork all day. He finally has time to go and relax a little, and he makes it all the way down to the exit before he realizes:

It is really cold outside. He is not in armor bc he was planning to only do paperwork today (though he still has many weapons). When one plans to stay in the same room for almost the entire day, one does not wear normal garb.

That said, he has no protection from the cold. He forgot his jacket upstairs. He rushes back up to his office.

He distinctly remembers that he left the jacket on the back of his chair, not on the seat.

He also is wondering what that lump is.

He arms himself, grabs some of his "emergency" armor plating, and walks over to the chair.

He lifts his jacket up, expecting a bomb or some paperwork that fell off the desk, or something logical.

He does not expect to find a tiny Togruta child clinging onto the fabric, whining as they're woken up by his yanking of the jacket.

Jango's brain stutters for a moment, then he kicks into action.

First things first, he wraps the jacket around the Togruta. They thankfully stay asleep. Then he turns up the heat, because he knows the office has gotten colder in the twenty minutes or so he's been gone, and Togruta are from warm temperate zones.

He decides to call, in this order, a guard who can help him watch the Togruta (they did break in, after all), a medic to check the Togruta’s health, and the first person he can find in his contacts that might know an adult Togruta.

Next group

Rex and Cody manage to get the teen to stop fussing over them for long enough to ask for her name.

Her, clearly lying, but that’s understandable: My name is Ine.

Cody, who knows exactly who this is now: Oh, kriff. You’re Duchess Satine, aren’t you? Kriff.

Rex: Wait, Satine? As in the General’s Satine?

Satine, now very suspicious and reaching for her stunner: I think you need proper medical attention.

Cody, looking down at their eleven-year-old selves: Yeah, I think so, too.

They agree on one thing, at least.

Next

Obi-Wan is crying. Loudly, uncontrollably, w/too many Emotions to even care that he’s supposed to be an adult rn.

Other Obi-Wan is very uncomfortable, bc he doesn’t know how to handle children too well.

They found this kid unconscious in the middle of a ruined, abandoned town.

Obi-Wan was meant to hold this kid while Qui-Gon did research and Master Dooku tried to convince the Council that it was entirely necessary to bring the kid back to Coruscant. Granted, they can still give the child to the locals at any time before they make it back to their ship, but apparently the Force is Being Loud.

The Force was Being Loud when it told Master Dooku to come along.

The Force was Being Loud when it led them to that town.

Qui-Gon and Dooku have argued fifteen and a half times on this mission, and an additional six times on the flight here. Obi-Wan is trying to mediate but also doesn’t want to overstep. The Force is Being Loud, sure, but the kid is also Force-sensitive so it might be something off that.

He didn’t argue with holding the kid bc he thought that it was better than being caught between the Masters.

Holding a crying child and trying to get two adults to stop arguing bc they can’t decide how to comfort the kid is not better.

Obi-Wan keeps walking past them to the ship with this baby. He does what he’s seen some crechemasters do to the younglings. The kid eventually calms a little, and he belatedly realizes that both Masters are still behind him, not with him.

NEXT

Anakin is panakin.

He is currently in a state of Feralness. His instincts have kicked into overdrive, full-on Survival Mode.

Depa and Mace do not know this. All they know is that there was suddenly an extremely powerful Force presence that started fading quickly (bc Anakin started shielding).

They burst into sight of Anakin and are suddenly attacked by all four feet and some of Feral Force Child.

It’s all they can do for a good minute or so to avoid losing their fingers, eyes, or untorn clothes.

Mace puts a few things together very quickly.

This planet is uninhabited by any sapient life. Therefore, this child is utterly alone. This child also is clearly strong in the Force, and knows how to hide their presence, for whatever reasons. Mace is a Jedi, and therefore is bound by certain duties.

He decides it is his Duty to get this kid back to Coruscant safely.

Back to the beginning

Ahsoka wakes up to find a familiar face looking down at her. She’s still tired, but not as much. She’s very aware of her size, and does a few quick observations.

She does not fully know who Jango Fett is. She does know that some clones run off bc they hate war and weren’t given a choice an- no. Not going down that path yet.

Ahsoka assumes, semi-incorrectly, that she was shrunk or deaged and somehow found by a rogue clone.

She knows it’s a rogue clone bc they’ve got weird armor.

So she does the logical thing and tries to comfort this clone bc he looks really worried and kinda panicked. She stands up on the spinny chair and tries to balance and he practically lunges to help her and she can’t help but giggle, but it comes out in a bunch of chirps instead.

The clone picks her up and looks really awkward so she pats his face bc that’s the best she can do bc she doesn’t want to disprove the fact she’s two yet.

For all she knows, this rogue clone has no idea she’s actually a Commander in the GAR.

He doesn’t, but for different reasons than she thinks.

NEXT

Rex and Cody go with Satine to the city. They have introduced themselves and said that they were separated from their aliit. They don't know where said aliit is.

Satine is highly suspicious by this point, bc these two kids recognized her with only part of her name, and they were alone, and they speak Basic with Mando'a thrown in.

Basically, she thinks that they're children of people like Death Watch, but she's too young to know that Death Watch isn't really into children.

Rex and Cody get checked over by a medic, but also start trying to get access to some working comms. They are refused on account of being suspicious children (which makes them a little upset bc they're not children)(Well, they are, but not those types of children)

They have not yet figured out that they are in the past, bc Cody and Rex only know that General Kenobi talks about Duchess Satine, and they know about Padme Amidala from General Skywalker, so clearly this Duchess is really young and the General simply viewed her as someone he wants to protect.

They are very very very wrong.

NEXT

Obi-Wan manages to calm himself somewhat now that it's just him and... him.

He is three, and he knows roughly what's happening, so he knows he should probably act like a 3yo.

Unfortunately, he has very little understanding of how child ages work. 3 is smart enough to go up the stairs and communicate with adults, but def. not old enough to speak sentences that are 15 words long with at least 2 5-syllable words.

Fortunately, his older (younger?) self doesn't know children either.

So when this 3yo starts telling him that he needs to leave the two Masters on the planet and head to Tatooine really fast, Obi-Wan is more concerned about the idea than the strangeness of "this is a 3yo suggesting this".

Obi-Wan is really good at convincing people. Including himself. He manages to get Padawan Kenobi to leave supplies where the ship is supposed to be and head towards Tatooine.

He says that the Masters will be fine, they know how to survive, and they need to be alone together in order to work through all the tension. Plus, it gives them plenty of time to talk to the Council.

Toddler Kenobi also tells himself that he'll take the blow and say he used a mind-trick.

Padawan Kenobi doesn't believe him yet, but Toddler Kenobi smiles like a very smug adult and says "you'll get there eventually". What he truly means is up in the air.

NEXT

Anakin, since waking up, knows much less than everyone else. Which is saying something.

He knows he's Smol. He knows he's Alone. He knows Someone has come and they are Strangers.

One thing about Anakin's instincts is that they are very much Survival Based. He was Feral when he joined the Jedi, only he had to hold those instincts back for most of his life bc of being a slave.

A slave cannot bite someone who approaches and Vibes Wrong.

By the time he felt okay with being Feral Out Loud, he also felt safe enough that he didn't need to activate his Survival Mode.

What I'm trying to say is that Anakin does not realize how strong his Feral Instincts are. He has absolutely no control over them rn.

When Mace decides to Help this child, this child is trying to Maul them.

Mace makes a small ruckus to draw Anakin's attention to him so Depa can move back. Depa pulls out her saber now that she won't hit the kid. The kid notices Purple and Bright and Lightsaber.

Lorge Jedi Mind says this is Good. Safe. Jedi.

Smol Feral Brain says this is Dangerous. Mean.

Anakin freezes on sight and just starts tracking Depa's saber. She does one of those things where a snake or something is focused and the person waves the fire or the food slowly to make sure the wolf is watching it and usually they toss the thing away so the snake follows it.

Mace instead takes this opportunity to wrap Anakin in his cloak. And Depa's cloak. And the spare ones in their bags.

Feral Child is not happy with this. Feral Child is also unable to scratch or Maul or do things other than bite and snarl.

Depa carries Feral Child while Mace comms the Temple and they walk back to their ship.

The Temple is having a field day.

First, one of their Shadows reports that a well-known bounty hunter got an emergency message from a pal of theirs that said Jango Fett needs help learning Togruta childcare.

Then they get a call from Dooku, which is not the mission report they wanted.

Yoda: Mission report, you have?

Dooku: Of a sort. We successfully spoke with the locals, then went to investigate a rather large disturbance.

Mundi: A disturbance?

Dooku: We found the source to be a Force-sensitive child.

Mundi: So you are here to ask for more time on the planet?

Dooku:...

Yoda: Bring the child back, you wish to?

Dooku, unapologetic: He is of an acceptable age to be admitted into the Temple, and no other beings were around at the time to entertain the idea of there being guardians.

The Council is sighing and muttering bc this is a Disaster Lineage (and they haven't even met the other two yet). Their call is interrupted by the sound of crying and Dooku saying the child's woken up.

Then there's another Shadow who sends a message saying a set of twins that seem like Death Watch were found by the heir of Clan Kryze.

Finally, to top everything off, they get a call from Mace Windu and Depa Billaba. Two very dignified, not-at-all chaotic Jedi from a perfectly respectable lineage.

Yeah, most of the Council and the Order itself forgets that Yoda had a hand in raising Windu. Yoda "Feral Grandpa" who throws children at every problem. Grandson isn't doing too well? Throw a child his way. Other grandchild is struggling to cope with grief? Throw another child their way. Oh, there's a war going on and newest grandchild is angry a lot? Here's a child!

The entire lineage has a soft spot for children.

Anyways...

Mace: Our mission was a success. We found the artifact and both specimens.

Koth: How long until your return?

Mace:...

Yoda: Found a child, you did?

Gallia: Master Yoda, that's a rather illogical guess. Once is unusual, twice is-

Mace: Oh, did Qui-Gon find a child as well?

Yoda, smugly: Bringing the child back, are you?

Depa, from the background, after a rather loud snarl is heard: We do not bite things, young one.

*more snarling*

Mace: We have no reason to believe he was not alone.

Tiin: *deep sighing*

Mundi: *mild confusion noises*

Koon, eagerly: Please send photos of this youngling. For the archives, of course.

Mace, nodding sagely: Of course.

*extremely loud yowl* *sounds of Mace turning*

Mace: DEPA!

Depa: He nearly bit off my finger!

Mace: That doesn’t mean you pinch him!

Depa: What else am I supposed to do?!

*sudden exclamation filled solely of Mando’a, Huttese and Twi’leki curses*

Mace: So, I don’t know if he speaks Basic, but Master Che should be able to talk him through a check-up.

Yeah, several Council members are experiencing headaches now. Normally, they would have some empathy for Mace and his own stress-induced migraines. They currently do not.

Right after that call, Dooku calls back to say that Obi-Wan has left without them.

Mundi: He left the child with you, right?

Dooku:

Mundi: He left the child with you, right?

Obi-Wan did not leave himself with the Masters. Obi-Wan has listened to Mini-Obi and is off on some wild space adventure to a criminal-run planet.

The toddler won’t stop staring at him. He asks for a name. The kid says to call him Ben.

OW: Is that your name?

“Ben”: It is a name I am called :)

OW: That isn’t what I meant.

“Ben”: I know :)

Ben also keeps staring at OW’s lightsaber. OW decides to make sure the kid doesn’t start playing with it when he isn’t looking.

MEANWHILE

Ahsoka has figured out that she was really very oh-so wrong. She’s on Mandalore. As in, the Mandalore that is under Jango Fett. Bc she’s with Jango Fett. He’s holding her hand bc she was nervous about the strange looking medic (who was just wearing armor, but not clone armor and civies don’t wear armor.)

Ahsoka knows very little about Jango Fett. Clone Buir, Mandalorian leader, tried to kill Master Kenobi. Also dead.

He asks how she got in. She shrugs. She is too small to fight back so she can’t let him know anything. Whatever everything is right now. But also, he doesn’t seem mean or evil or anything.

Oh yeah. Skyguy said that Mandos love children. That's why the clones were so protective of her, even with Skyguy on her side of the argument.

She decides to use this to her advantage. She can probably get herself a comm, and enough time to call the Temple. If she can convince them she at least knows a Jedi, then they can come get her and she'll work from there.

ELSEWHERE

Rex and Cody are getting really upset. This Duchess is really nice, but she's acting really weird and keeps insisting she's not actually called Duchess. No one will give them a comm, they keep getting weird looks for speaking Mando'a even though they're on Mandalore, and Satine's father keeps mentioning a Fett. Maybe Boba's set a bad example again.

Rex starts to fall asleep, to his chagrin. He's too bored, sitting and getting some abnormally extensive check-up. Cody is fine, but he's used to the calm that is General Kenobi. Rex usually has a Togruta teen in the vents and a Human that is never where he's supposed to be.

Rex does, in fact, fall asleep. His "twin" starts glaring when a doctor goes to wake him up. Cody makes it clear that his brother is like Cat: once asleep, you do not wake.

Satine is giggling, but trying not to let the others hear. Cody does. Cody looks at her. They have a stare-off.

Cody goes back to glaring at the doctors. He will not admit to any emotions besides Protect™.

BACK TO

Obi-Wan and Ben have made it to Tatooine.