#jedi friendly

[friend-of-kyoshi]

“Jedi are firemen in a world where the police won’t arrest arsonists.”

[antianakin]

Just realized that TCW managed to completely and utterly spit in the face of everyone who believed the Jedi Order didn't see droids as sentient and didn't respect them and would have scoffed and derided Anakin for his interest in them.

Because Huyang exists and he literally holds the rank of Master due to his incredible experience in the art of creating lightsabers. The initiates are gently scolded for their shock about it in the Gathering arc and then it never comes up again and they all treat Huyang like one of them because he IS.

So fuck all of the headcanons and Legends material that claims the Jedi don't respect or like droids, they're literally the only people we see that manage to give a droid an actual rank and a position of power within their culture (by contrast, Naboo and Alderaan appear to care for their droids and treat them with respect, but there's no indication anywhere that they have droids in positions of power or leadership similar to Huyang being a Jedi Master).

[sonic-fairyspell]

I'm still hoping for Tales Of The Jedi season 2, with more Jedi and show they respectfully and in a good light. I really thought we'd be getting this sooner.

[the-white-queen001]

Don't suppose anyone knows any Jedi friendly Discord servers, do they? I'm more of a lerker and don't respond much but I wanna extend my little circle of comfortable vibing. Also any legends Discords that are nice and don't trash on any other groups of people. I just need a couple more places to vibe in.

[mearchy]

The best fics are the ones that recognize that although Luke Skywalker may APPEAR on the outside to be a normal friendly twink who happens to have cool powers, especially when contrasted with such ship partners as Boba or Din or even Han, he is arguably the scariest person alive in the galaxy around the prequel era. AND, crucially, he is also a fundamentally weird guy. This man was homeschooled on a rural farm his entire life and then apprenticed to a swamp gremlin who showed him how to tap into the cosmic power of the universe. He blew up the death star age 19, killing approx 2 million-ish Imperials. He is a vortex of Force power that can communicate with the ghosts of dead Jedi. He’s staring into the distance and mumbling to himself and doing Yoda aphorisms and casually pulling out the “yeah I could crush that guy into a paste with my mind (:” and nobody around him knows what to do with that. I think he is a character who has very little frame of reference for how a Jedi or a person in general is supposed to act and there is some thing about him that is by necessity really fucking weird and a little scary but he’s so nice that it can throw you off the scent a little bit. Thanks for coming to my TED talk

[iszapizza]

fair to say they don’t get along

[vizslasaber]

FRIENDLY FIRE ──── captain rex.

SUMMARY | Newly knighted and unaccustomed to combat, you’re suddenly given your first assignment on the shadowy world of Umbara. Waiting on the planet’s surface is the start of a mission filled with death and deception—and the companionship of someone whose smile you never thought you’d fall for.

PAIRING | Captain Rex x female Jedi!reader

A/N | look i'm in love with this man, i simply Could Not help myself from falling in love with him, and i felt the need to live vicariously through reader insert fics, so here we are (don't ask me why they sent two generals in place of one, it's for the purpose of the fic). also, the reader is female, and i've decided some details such as former master (OC) home planet, and name (because i despise using y/n). everything else is up to you!

WARNINGS | fluff, angst because this is the umbara arc, SLOW BURN, star wars curses, death (no major characters), blood/gore, suggestive themes. the whole shabang.

STATUS: WIP | TAGLIST | Last Updated: May 13, 2024

──── CHAPTER ONE

SUMMARY | after landing on the umbaran surface, you butt heads with your fellow general—but get along swimmingly with your temporary clone captain.

WORD COUNT | 3.9k

WARNINGS | combat/action, mentions of injury + death, krell being a bitch, reader with a name instead of y/n because i hate it

──── CHAPTER TWO

SUMMARY | The mission continues, and with it, your growing suspicion of Krell’s authoritarian methods. But the troopers relying on you—including Rex—lead you in the right direction: one of unyielding kindness, even when it’s hard.

WORD COUNT | 3.7k

WARNINGS | Combat/action, mentions of injury & death, Krell being a bitch as usual, gender neutral use of the term “sir,” gratuitous use of Mando’a, and one (1) curse word. Also, a Shakespeare reference because I’m a historian & couldn’t help myself.

──── CHAPTER THREE

COMING SOON!

[vulnonapix1234]

Caleb and his foundling

Or the worst emotional roller-coaster that Depa Billabas Battalion was ever on.

This is for my "Star Wars fix it au", where order 66 doesn't happen, but Padme and Anakin still die (Rip Padme, you deserved better)

The first hours after General Obi-wan had given them the message were the worst.

The men who were made for them, fought side by side, died for them where a gun pointed at their chests.

All of them had chips in their brains that would strip them of their humanity their personhood, and their identity.

It was no wonder that the camp was in panic, no matter how much General Depa tried to calm her men down.

They were scared. Scared of hurting her and her Padawan. Scared of losing themselves.

Some of them tried to run, to be as far away from them as possible when those horrible chips activated.

Others tried to take their own life as long as they still were themselves.

It was a horrible time.

Then Caleb disappeared because the force was calling him, which made the troops only more panicked.

They were torn between wanting to go with him and being glad that he wasn't around. Both reasons were because they were worried for their little commanders' safety.

Then, a few hours later, everything was over.

Or at least, it seemed that way for all the men who only knew war.

The chancellor was the sith and created this war. He was killed by Mace and his close supporters were imprisoned for betraying the republic.

Master Anakin Skywalker fell and betrayed them. He was killed by Master Obi-Wan after murdering Senator Amidala.

The technicians in the Jedi temple created a way to block the signal of the chips, saving them from mind control till they could get it taken out.

So effectively, the war was over, they won and the clones lost most of their usefulness.

Even if they still had their personhood, they still weren't safe. Not when most of the republic saw them as nothing more than meat droids.

It was at this time that Caleb returned with a newborn and no one knew where the little guy could have possibly come from.

They were in the middle of a battlefield and the padawan couldn't have walked so far in the few hours he was gone.

The teen himself didn't know how long he walked or where he went.

He had trusted the force and the force brought him to the little baby and the corpses of his parents, who appeared to be reporters of some kind.

Cue panicked clones who just went through the 5 stages of grief and are now fearing for the wellbeing of a little thing that was barely bigger than their hands.

They just pushed away the fear of their post-war existence because none of them were trained in child care.

To be fair, the only one who knows how to carry and feed a baby is Depa, who is glad that her padawan came back without any injury.

Even if the baby (a possible grand padawan?) was a suprise.

A nice surprise that brought her men out of their fear clouded minds, but a suprise nonetheless.

[padawansuggest]

Jedi and Mandalorians all get invited to pride parade on a planet and a bunch from each show up and now Palpys plans are all ruined cause they can’t get out of each others asses long enough for his plans to destroy them all to work he’s sweating bullets and now they keep showing up at each others planets to have sleepovers he’s dealing with so much he needs a vacation.

[imfromthemiddlekingdom]

If I had the time I would go through video and debunk all of the jabs the OP unsubtly digs at the Jedi masters.

Legit the first minuet in and he calls Ki-Adi-Mundi a psychopath. Like bro. I don’t think you armchair psychologists actually understand the words that passes through your mouths.

Looking at the comments I’m filled with rage ngl.

There is no tapping into the dark side for the good of others. The dark side isn’t some quaint power boost that people can use Willy nilly and come back without consequences. It corrupts absolutely. There’s no such thing as “oh lemme just tap into this side of the force that corrupts absolutely to save people uwu” when it would usually become “oh shit I tapped into the dark side cuz I wanted to save people but it twisted my desires and in the end I ended up not only not saving the people I wanted to save, but also wrecked destruction onto other innocents.”

Also congrats on grievously misunderstanding what Vaapad is OP. It’s a twist on Form VII the Ferocity form (aka forbidden Jedi kata since if the practitioner isn’t firmly in the light the passion channeled can and will corrupt absolutely). Mace Windu created this form as a way to channel his own personal darker emotions. It doesn’t control him as the original form VII does. Literally we have Sidious saying that Form VII is closer to a Sith Form than a Jedi Form since it can and will corrupt the practitioner. Mace Windu did not use the dark side when using Vaapad. There’s a reason that the other “co-creator” of Vaapad when he fell to the dark side and tried to use Vaapad to defeat Mace still failed. It’s because Vaapad is a firmly light side Form and using the dark side of the force when using the Form will mean you fundamentally fail At understanding the base of the form.

Why can’t Star Wars fans understand that there is no “balance” between the light side of the force and the dark side? The light side is balance. The dark side is an abbreviation on the natural state of being. And comparing Emerald Lightning that Plo Koon uses to Sith lightning, a technique that is STATED, to be a twisted abomination of five usage, is disingenuous and a bad faith reading of the comics.

I could screenshot every comment on this video and write essays on how they’re wrong but I actually value my time and I really do not want to engage in media that I disagree with. Blah blah echo chamber, what of it? If people can be blinded by their own beliefs that grey Jedi exist I can also refuse to engage in it. I clicked on the video thinking it would be a nice meta explaining the different colours we see in KOTOR and the new Ashoka show but instead I get a very thinly veiled Jedi bashing video.

[maulfucker]

Kinda funny that Maul was like. The one star wars villain who wasn't a space fascist.

[shirozora-draws]

... anyway! if i wasn't so tired/busy this whole fucking month, i'd already have gotten to a comfortable spot in the 3quelfic Part 1 revisions and started the final outline and first draft of That Staircase Doodle fic, but i am tired/busy so the best I can do right now is spend way too much time sketching and cleaning up said sketching some thoughts on Reluctant Mand'alor Din and Jedi Knight/Ambassador Luke.

i intentionally left in the older sketch line layers to 1) show my thought(?) process as i figure out a composition and 2) remind myself that this is NOT a polished piece, I don't got time to make fancy arts beside the 3 final prints for the print shop project.

I have one more scribble ready to go but it's thematically so dramatically different from this little one that I'll post it either Thursday or Friday night.

... I should.... actually get back to writing fic actually.

[fr-ogii]

illicit affairs

jedi!anakin skywalker

x gn!reader; poc friendly

masterlist

⚠️ :: kinda angst?, swearing, anakin is lowkey an asshole

inspired by taylor swift’s “illicit affairs”

loving a jedi was hard. you never thought it would be easy, but you didn’t prepare yourself fully. sneaking out in the early morning after you slept over was something so humiliating you prayed every single day no one would find you.

it wasn’t that you were scared of getting in trouble for “distracting the chosen one”. trust me, you knew that was a possibility. but that wasn’t what scared you the most.

you knew how rumors worked. you knew you would be called a “slut” and that you were “whoring” yourself out. no one would listen to you if you said it was not like that. that’s not how it worked. they only heard what they wanted to hear.

And that's the thing about illicit affairs

And clandestine meetings and stolen stares

They show their truth one single time

But they lie, and they lie, and they lie

A million little times

you never thought it would get like this. not when you first laid your eyes on him. the longing glances whenever you were in the same room as him, only hoping that he might turn and meet your eyes, returning the look. maybe you would get lucky. maybe he would. but you knew he wouldn’t. he cared too much about his position as a jedi.

and yet, you never learned your lesson. you kept going back to him. maybe the jedi council would change the code. maybe he’ll be able to openly express feelings for you one day. until then, you’ll settle for loving him in private.

Don't call me "kid"

Don't call me "baby"

Look at this idiotic fool that you made me

You taught me a secret language

I can't speak with anyone else

he would never treat you as an equal. at least not in this time line. it wasn’t in his nature. you were younger than him and he would never let you forget that. he was always the smarter one, he always made the better choices. at least that’s what he insisted was the truth. he was too stubborn to admit otherwise.

sometimes you just wanted to slap him. to snap him out of his messed up way of thinking. to stop him from allowing others to flirt with him.

that was what bothered you the most. you could deal with not being public. but allowing others to think that they had a chance was something you struggled to excuse for the life of you.

it wasn’t long before you forgave him, though. you could never stay mad at him long. there was something about the way he smiled at you. the way he made you laugh. the way he held you. even the way he smelled. he was so addictive that he had you coming back for more, every single time.

And you know damn well

For you, I would ruin myself

A million little times

he ruined you. you could never love another the way you love him. he was the perfect man, even when he was less than perfect.

[bibannana]

Anakin *having a serious talk with Luke and Leia*: We are about to be invaded. You must remain in guard at all times.

Padmé *rolling her eyes*: It's my parents Anakin, not some Separatist force.

Anakin *serious*: An invasion force-

Taglist: @soliloquy-of-nemo @staycalmandhugaclone @sexy-rex @nekotaetae @jiabeewrites

[spidezer]

merrin and cal's first meeting always makes me laugh. its just

cal: a nightsister :0 so cool :0 i thought u guys were dead :0

merrin: nope *attempts murder*

[dathomirdumpsterfire]

quinlan/maul (with obi-wan/quinlan & other bg polyship) - 13k+ words - sith emperor obi-wan timeline ~ in progress

~Chapter three snippet~

Quinlan steps up beside the pilot's seat, holding on to it and watching the displays.

“Sit down,” Maul says after a few moments, pressing buttons in agitation.

“Where?” he asks, bemused. "There's no copilot or passenger seats on a ship this small."

The sith just growls.

“Am I making you nervous, standing at your shoulder?” the kiffar asks.

“You could not make me nervous on the best of days, jedi. Your lurking is merely obnoxious.”

He translates that as ‘yes, you're making me nervous’.

“Ohh, well how about,” Quinlan starts, sitting down on the floor with his back to the console, close enough his shoulder is almost touching Maul's leg. “-this?”

Yellow eyes look down on him as they come out of hyperspace with a small jerk. “You would sit at my feet like a barghest? How little pride you have."

Quinlan smirks, responding to the attempted insult with equivalent bothering. He leans his head on Maul's knee, hooking an arm around his leg. “Does that mean you'll pet me if I beg?”

Maul makes a disbelieving noise in the back of his throat, eyes torn upward as the landing sequence demands his attention. “No.”

friends, i am on my bullshit again (still). it's up on ao3. 👇🏽