#jedi postivity

[short-wooloo]

An actually Jedi positive article!?

From fucking cbr!?

https://www.cbr.com/obi-wan-kenobi-anakin-skywalker-jedi-training-disney-plus/amp/

@smhalltheurlsaretaken @gffa @sirikenobi12 @jedi-order-apologist

[siennahrobek]

I’m having so many feelings about writing Obi-Wan and Luke, like they’re so soft and I love them so much. I think I might have to draw them cause gah they’re so cute.

Revolving Suns is getting traction with me. I didn’t realize how much I missed writing soft stuff. It’s probably cause my other fic is in the throws of order 66 and the temple attack. That’s probably why haha

And since I am so hopped up on feelings I will even allow the quick kinda ugly sketch I did. It turned out more in tune with my semi realism style which is odd for this time. Huh.

[thechaoticfanartist]

In the galaxy there was light. Until there wasn’t.

In the galaxy there was a culture of love. Until there wasn’t.

In the galaxy there was a family of compassion. Until there wasn’t.

Once there were thousands of Jedi, as bright as the stars in the sky. Until there wasn’t.

In a moment it was gone. Stolen, Murdered.

Alive was the light, thriving and hopeful. Beautiful and full of life, and then there was darkness and dust.

For thousands of years Jedi lived and exited as guardians of peace, beacons of light. They were souls that existed to help, their very code was compassion. Jedi were compassion. For thousands of years they lived as a family.

Then one day it was gone.

In a single day, a single moment, that light was stolen. Darkness filled the sky, blotting out the stars. By their own family they were slain. Betrayed by one of their own. Their lives were stolen as they were slaughtered.

Upon the ashes of light a palace of darkness was built.

Where once light existed; darkness lived.

The dark stole the light, and the stars were no more.

[cindersmagazine]

This is just an appreciation post for Rose Tico and Kelly Marie Tran.

These are just many examples as to why Kelly Marie Tran is an absolute treasure and her Instagram deserves nothing but love 

She is also a huge advocate for body positivity and constantly used her Instagram as a platform for this. 

It goes without saying, that we absolutely loved her as Rose Tico in Star Wars: The Last Jedi and she was a delight to watch on screen. 

If you have watched any of Kelly's interviews promoting Star Wars, you could tell how excited and honoured she was to be a part of the Star Wars franchise. 

Our point, Kelly and Rose are both wonderful bursts of sunshine that the internet does not deserve. Fandom is supposed to be a fun, safe place and should not be used as a form of harassment or abuse. No matter how unhappy you feel about certain characters, it does not entitle anyone to abuse the actors behind these fictional roles. We can't stress more than ever, and how simple and necessary it is to BE KIND.

Final point, we love you Kelly!

[jeditheforce]

“Negative” coming soon...

[bran-ridire]

d20 Lightsaber(s) [WIP]

Just a sample from a d20 Lightsaber project I am toying with, loosely inspired by The Force Unleashed and Knights of the Old Republic.

Lightsaber (Adegen) Cost: 3000 Credits. Damage: 2d8 (Postive Energy). Critical: 19-20 (x2). Size: Medium. Weight: 2 lbs. Proficiency : Exotic Weapon [Lightsaber]. Unbound Color: White. Adegen crystals are the basic Kyber crystals used by the Jedi order, found through out the galaxy in areas strong with the force. these crystals are found in abundance on the planet Ilum, a snow covered Ice world where the unbound white color of these Kyber Crystals blends in with the natural surroundings. When a Jedi is ready to build their first lightsaber typically the order will take them to Ilum where finding a crystal is considered the first step in proving one's self worthy to wield a lightsaber. Saberpike (Firkraan) Cost: 10000 Credits. Damage: 2d8 (Electricity) 10 Foot Reach. Critical: 19-20 (x2). Size: Large. Weight: 6 lbs. Proficiency : Exotic Weapon [Lightsaber]. Special: +1d4 Negative Energy Damage vs Robots, Shield Generators, Powered Vehicles and Power Armor. Unbound Color: Yellow or Blue. Firkraan Crystals are an oddly heavy form of Kyber Crystal found mostly on the planet of Rafa V. Lightsaber blades emitted by such a crystal crackle with a noticeable feeling of electricity and are particularly damaging to targets requiring generated power. Saberstaff (Katak) Cost: 21000 Credits. Damage: 2d8 (Negative Energy) / 2d8 (Negative Energy). Critical: 19-20 (x2). Size: Large. Weight: 4.5 lbs. Proficiency : Exotic Weapon [Lightsaber]. Special: When the Weilder scores a Critical Hit, the Wielder is healed for 1d8 points of damage. Unbound Color: Green. Katak Crystals are rare Kyber Crystals the source of which is unknown. Lightfoil (Lorrdian) Cost: 5000 Credits. Damage: 2d4 (Positive Energy). Critical: 18-20 (x2). Size: Medium. Weight: 1.5 lbs. Proficiency : Exotic Weapon [Lightsaber]. Special: Weilder gains +1 Natural Armor and +1 Deflection bonus to armor. Unbound Color: Violet. Lorrdian Crystals are Kyber Crystals from the Kanz System.  These Crystals first saw use by the People of Lorrd during the Kanz Disturbance, and bestow a slight precognition against incoming attacks even to people not sensitive to the Force.  Greatsaber (Rubat) Cost: 17250 Credits. Damage: 2d12 (Postive Energy) 10 Foot Reach. Critical: 18-20 (x3). Size: Huge. Weight: 6 lbs. Proficiency : Exotic Weapon [Lightsaber]. Special: Wielder Gains a +1 bonus to Attack rolls. Special: Medium creatures take a -2 penalty to attacks attempting to wield this weapon, Characters of small size or smaller may not wield this weapon. Unbound Color: Pale Yellow Rubat Crystals are Kyber Crystals from the planet Phemis. Rubat Crystals were the first Kyber Crystal discovered to be suitable for use in Lightsabers, but are incredibly dangerous and their use is restricted. Shoto (Ruusan) Cost: 3500 Credits. Damage: 2d6 (Positive Energy). Critical: 19-20 (x2). Size: Small, this weapon is considered light for purposes of determining Dual Wielding penalties. Weight: 1 lb. Proficiency : Exotic Weapon [Lightsaber]. Special: Wielder gains a +2 Bonus to their Wisdom Score and a +1 Misc Bonus on all Charisma based Skill Checks. Unbound Color: Pale Pink. Ruusan Crystals are Kyber Crystals from the planet Ruusan.  Ruusan Crystals are said to be favored by Jedi Masters. Guard Tonfa (Sigil) Cost: 6000 Credits. Damage: 2d4 (Fire). Critical: 19-20 (x2). Size: Small, this weapon is considered light for purposes of determining Dual Wielding penalties. Weight: 2 lbs. Proficiency : Exotic Weapon [Lightsaber]. Special: After a critical hit, the target suffers 1 fire damage per round for 1d4 rounds. Special: The Wielder gains a +1 Defense bonus vs melee attacks. Unbound Color: Pale Orange. Sigil Crystals are Kyber Crystals only known to come from the Sigil System.  They are prized among lightsaber combatants as they burn slightly hotter than regular lightsabers. Phase-Knife (Vexxtal) Cost: 4000 Credits. Damage: 1d8 (Acid). Critical: 20 (x2). Size: Tiny, this weapon is considered light for purposes of determining Dual Wielding penalties. Weight: ½ lb. Proficiency : Exotic Weapon [Lightsaber]. Special: On Hit, Target must succeed on a DC 4 Fortitude Save or they suffer 1 Acid damage per round for 1d4 rounds (does not stack once under this effect a target is immune to it for T B D ]. Unbound Color: Pink. Vexxtal Crystals are rare Kyber Crystals the source of which is unknown.  Lightwhip (Bondar) Cost: 10000 Credits. Damage: 2d4 (Non-Lethal) 10 foot reach. Critical: 20 (Special). Size: Large. Weight: 3 lbs. Proficiency : Exotic Weapon [Lightsaber]. Special: On Critical hits, Target must succeed at a DC 12 Fortitude Save or be stunned for 1d4 Rounds. Special: Wielder recieves a +2 bonus on all Disarm and Trip attempts. Unbound Color: Gold. Bondar Crystals are special Kyber Crystals mined from Asteroids in the Alderaan system. Lightsabers using these crystals do no lasting damage and are used in training lightsaber combatants.

[jasontoddiefor]

(for the writer ask thing) i remember you by your jedi positivity while not bashing anakin, your frequent updates, building jedi culture, and your ADORABLE tiny emperor luke au.

“While not bashing Anakin” is such a huge compliment because I’m constantly worrying I stan my dumpster fire son too much-

I’M VERY GLAD YOU KNOW ME AS A JEDI POSTIVE DUDE

(And gosh I promise I’ll update the tiny emperor AU sometime soon)

[chopper-witch]

I asked my dad if he saw the new Star Wars teaser that was put out at D23

And he said, “no why would I do that? Do I care?”

He said the same thing about the original trailer.

He was the one who got me into the movies. He came to the premier of Rogue One and The Last Jedi with me. He went to the original premiers as a child with his mom. He grew up loving the shit out of the movies and loves the current trilogy so far.

And while his mom doesn’t watch trailers and stuff cause she wants to go in information free, he just... said that. In front of us both the other day. In front of his only daughter who has grasped onto his nerdy likes and found some nee ones for him, and his mother who indulged in and supported and also enjoyed his obsession.

Honest to god I almost burst into tears. I’m used to it with things he doesn’t like, like Marvel, for example. But this... this hurt. He claimed he was still excited for it but why would he bother watching trailers and teasers for something “months away” when he can just wait.

It just hurt. It hurt a lot. Now I’m scared if I ask if he’d like to watch a Harry Potter movie with me he’ll say no and give some snotty reason. He used to read those to me before bed and took me to the movies. Those were ours.

I don’t want to stay mega close to him but I don’t want him ruining the best parts of our relationship like he’s already begun to. I’m scared he’s going to destroy all the postive memories and associations I have left.

[nerdylittleshit]

Rosie’s meta challenge aka “They Stay Weird Symposium” Round 2:

The Red Headed Stepchild

Idea provided by yours truly.

The task:

Choose one of these lesser-loved installments in the series and present a brilliant argument as to why it should be redeemed in the eyes of other fans.

Your choices:

1X08 “Bugs”

3X13 “Ghostfacers”

4X12 “Criss Angel is a Douchebag”

5X05 “Fallen Idols”

6X14 “Mannequin 3: The Reckoning“

7X08 “Season Seven, Time for a Wedding!“

8X04 “Bitten”

“9X20 Bloodlines”

10X04 “Paper Moon”

11x19 “The Chitters” (MY HEART STILL CANNOT ACCEPT THE REALITY THAT THIS IS THE LOWEST RANKED EPISODE OF S11)

12x21 “There’s Something About Mary”

First of all, in the name of sciene, let me say, IMDB is in no way representive. Neither is Rotten Tomatoes or any other site where users can rank movies and shows/episodes. For that every single Spn fan should have ranked every single episode in a fair way. Because yes, you can manipulate those rankings. Second, what is good and what is bad is in the end still a very subjective choice.

That being said, I have to say there are some episodes on this list that honestly surprised me and I can only assume why there are here. 11x19 I think for obvious homophobic reasons, so I am not even going there. But what is the case with 8x04 and 10x04? I can only assume that 8x04 was to out of the box for some viewers. It is a found footage episode, told from an outsider POV and with very little Sam and Dean in it. Personally I love the episodes that are told from a different perspective, episodes like 6x04, 6x20 or 11x04. I remember that early on on New Who there were a couple of Doctor-lite episodes, some of which I would say were among the best Doctor Who episodes, but that were never fan favourites because of the absence of the Doctor. I only assume the same happened with 8x04 and for whatever reason the aversion against Kate carried over to 10x04. Not that she deserved it.

There are of course some episodes that deserve to be on this list, because there is no way you can defend 9x20 (looking very hard the only postive thing I can say about it is that they used The Black Keys in it. And all the super obvious Destiel parallels).

My choice however is 6x14. It would be too easy to defend 11x19 or 8x04, episodes that I actually loved. 6x14 for some reasons has always been among my top five episodes of the worst episodes of Spn. For one simply reason: it is pointless. They couldn’t save the girl and Dean and Lisa break up for good and the whole episode leaves you unsatisfied, because nothing is gained and everything seems hopeless. So what even is the point?

While I would still say there is a lot of room left for improvement I tried to look at this episode with a different perspective. And it surpringsingly comes back to Star Wars: The Last Jedi. Now, if you follow my blog you know that I loved the movie and would defend it everyday. Among the many things people disliked about the movie was a certain sequence in the middle of the movie, where two characters go on a secret mission, but ultimately fail to succeed in their mission. So again, whats the point, some people asked. But, I would argue, social commentary, character development, and in the end one of the core themes of the movie: that failure is your biggest teacher (because almost every character in this movie fails in one way or another and is forced to learn from their mistakes). The point of the secret mission wasn’t to get what they needed, but what it told us about the world Star Wars is set in and how our characters responded to it and were changed by it.

Going back to 6x14 I would argue that the episode and their failed hunt tells us something important about one of the season’s biggest themes: lack of agency. This starts with Dean and the fact that Bobby, Cas and Sam decided on his behalf that it was better for him not to know that Sam was back and hunting. They each decided that the apple pie life he had with Lisa and Ben was what he really wanted, witholding him information so that he was never able to make an informed choice. Later on Dean decides on Sam’s behalf that he should get his soul back, even though Sam expressed that this was not what he wanted. Samuel, Crowley and Cas withheld crucial information to Sam and Dean about their plan to find a way to purgatory. It was a season full of lies and abused trust, with characters forced to make choices, even though they had not all the information they needed.

In 6x14 Ben is the one who lies to get Dean back and in the end it is Lisa who gets her agency back, when she decides to let Dean go for good, realzing that her hope he might return to her kept her from moving on.

LISA: [...]You know, I...I can't. Ask for something. I know what I want. But I can't have it -- Not how you live. My phone rings, I think -- tiny chance it's you, big chance it's Sam calling to tell me you're dead.

DEAN: Lis...

LISA: No, don't. Don't apologize or anything. It's just... It's just I get to this place where I'm okay, and then you show up at our door. You keep doing that, every time I think I'm never gonna see you again. I'm trying to get over you.

While investing their case however they found out that the ghost killing people (Rose) is tied to her sister Isabel, who carries a part of her kidney with her. It is an impossible situation: as long as Isabel lives the ghost of her sister is able to kill people. The episode ends however with Isabel’s death (killed by a possesed Baby), leaving Sam and Dean hopeless.

DEAN: [...] I mean, what exactly did we do back there, Sam?

SAM Yeah, I'm not putting it in the win column, either.

DEAN: We saved a few dicks, a-a-and we killed an innocent girl. I got a heartbroken kid and a woman who's so pissed at me...I see what you mean about facing your past. It's, uh -  It's awesome. Thanks.

SAM: Dean.

DEAN: I mean, all we do is make a mess.

SAM: That's not true. We do save lives, now and again.

The one thing left Dean always defined his worth on - the amount of lives he has saved - is taken away from him here. There was no win for him. Again a lack of agency, quite literary, as the one thing that represents his soul - Baby - got possesed and killed (accidently) an innocent person. Seeing as this episode is in the middle of the season it is meant to represent the season’s theme without presenting us a conclusion. The fact that there is seemingly no point in it is exactly the point. To fail and to doubt yourself, but to get up the next day anyway and try to do better.

[nakamatoo]

Alright!! So since my last ereannie AU headcannon post got alot of feedback, i decided to continue this headcannon and expand on it. Hope you all enjoy ^^

Part 1

This continues off the idea tat in this AU, levi finds both Eren and Annie as potentially gifted force sensitive children and decides upon himself to train both children to become Jedi knights. A decision that was looked down upon at first by the Jedi council, whom levi was apart of at the time. throughout history of the Jedi, a master could only have one student to take up as an apprentice, and as such has been a tradition among the order for generations. However, levi had been a trustworthy and decorated jedi master for many years, as well as earned the respect and admiration among his peers through his wisdom as a master and experience as a knight of the order. Because of his accomplishments, as well as earned a blessing from another decorated jedi master, Erwin Smith ,who was head of the council of Jedi’s and an old friend of Levi’s, the council decided to allow Levi to take in both Eren  and Annie as his padawans and train them to become Jedi.

For Levi, the decision to take both children as his padawans was something even he felt was uncharacteristic for him. He had never had much interest in teaching before, and he certainly didn’t believe himself to be the most capable of teaching younger generation of Jedi, as oppose to his colleagues and fellow Jedi such as Erwin Smith or Hanji Zoe. Though he had earned the rank of master for a while, as well as the admiration of his fellow knights, Levi believed that to become a teacher and mentor, one must inspire not only the heart but also the mind. To become able to take responsibility for those in need of guidance and aid them in their development not only as jedi, but also as individuals. One mistake could lead one towards oblivion, despair,  consequences that become catalysts before ones fall to the darkside. 

However when Levi met Eren and Annie, he not only saw two children in need of guidance, but also two great potentials to become great assets to the galaxy. They were not only gifted with untapped potential with the force, but also seemed to be looking  direction and purpose in their own lives.

Eren Jaeger seemed to be an impulsive and eager boy in Levi’s eyes. What intrigued him about Eren when he first met him was how he looked as if he was seeking more in his life then what was already set out for him. One of purpose and reason. His bright green eyes sparkled with determination, and fury. Something so uncommon for a boy his age.  The Jedi code forbids any emotion that leads towards anger, hate, or fear. That much Levi knew. However Eren Jaeger was different, While he harbored a fierce spirit, he showed kindness and gentleness towards those around him. He was known to get into fights with other boys his age, but only doing so when he was protecting someone else in the process, such as protecting a friend from a bully. He defended the weak against those that would abuse their power. A sentiment that was important if one were to become a guardian of peace, such as the Jedi’s. 

Levi’s curiosity in the boy had piqued, so he decided to ask the young boy a very important question.

“Why do you wish to be a jedi, young one?” asked Levi

Eren Jaegers eyes had become the brightest of green at that moment, filled with hope and aspiration. Like a light had flickered in his soul and his dreams became awoken.

“Because sir, it has been my dream all my life. To explore, to see everything this galaxy has to offer and to see new worlds i have only dreamed of seeing. But most of all sir, i wish to protect those who cannot protect themselves”

His response was all the proof Levi needed. This boys growing curiosity towards everything around him, as well as his unwavering will and heart, would prove to be a great and postive asset to the galaxy with the proper training and guidance.

While he was only adequate in the force, Levi could feel that raw potential in the young boy. With the right training and guidance, Levi saw Eren as a potential for greatness in his future. Potential to bring balance to the force and bring about stability to the Galaxy. His gentle and pure heart, as well as his determined and focused spirit, were enough reasons for Levi to take upon Eren Jaeger as his apprentice.

“Would you like to come with me and make that dream of your’s come true” Levi asked the young hopeful boy.

The joy in his eyes were all he needed for an answer.

Annie Leonhardt was a different manner all together.

When Levi found her she was curled up and clinging to a deceased body. Covered in blood and scars, Levi knew that these were signs of an attack by raiders. However, what concerned Levi was not of the dead corpse before him, but of the small girl that was clinging close to the dead body, as if she was holding any shroud of hope that the person she was holding with her small arms would wake up. And fearful of the realization that he never would. Levi could feel the anguish and despair the young child was feeling. Sadness, grief, regret, and above all else, fear. Her eyes however did not register any of the emotion that levi could fee within her. They were cold, detached, no glimmer of light in her blue eyes. As if she had lost everything in a single second and nothing else mattered anymore.

Levi felt something else within the young child.

As she was experiencing range of dark emotions, Levi felt a strong energy within the young child. As if her emotions become a conduit that opened the raw power that rescinded in the young girl. In an instant, objects in the area began to move on their own, flying across in fast speed and moving violently without direction. Levi could feel emotions of rage and sadness the engulfed the entire area. Such pain and loss. All coming from the young girl. Levi knew that the cause of such mayham came from the small child before him. He had never seen someone with such power with the force. Least of all from a child. This girl, was indeed special

 Calmed and poised, Levi crouched down with the young one and gently asked her what had happened. The young girl did not respond. She did’nt seem to acknowledged levi’s presence. Only blankness and emptiness resided in the childs eyes. She almost reminded him of how he was when he was her age. Alone and lost, no where to go and no one to call home.  Levi knew that if she was left like this, left so broken, she would indeed fall towards the path to the darkside. He could not let that happen. The galaxy was already riddled in darkness and grief, there was no reason why this child had to be  slave to it.

He extended his hand towards her. in a gentle whisper, he says “Come, I will help you.”

For a moment the young child said nothing. But as she saw the man before him extend his hand, she remembered something once told to her by her father before he died. 

“Survive. You must promise me you will survive”

Those were her fathers last words. She had no intention of disobeying them. So she took the Jedi masters hand, all the while still keeping her cold empty gaze. This moment would define her life from now to her future. Whether that future would lead towards the light, or the dark, remained to be seen.

aaaaaaand that ends part 2! Hope you guys enjoyed it and please leave feedback as well as tellnig me what you thought of this little project im working on ^^

[ohsoverylittlehoneybee]

While Courtship of Princes Leia may in itself is not a very good book, it has a number of golden nuggest hidden through out. There are obviously Hapans, Witches of Dathomir ect.but one of the things I find paticularly interesting is Isolder’s general outlook on the Force.

In the book we learn that Ta’a Chume hates the Jedi and tries to kill Luke to prevent the Order from being rebuild. Isolder doesn’t share this view, but he is still someone unfamiliar with the Jedi and the Force so reading his point of view whenever some sort of Wierd Force Bullshit is happening right in front of him is pretty humorous.

What I think would be interesting if Ta’s Chume’s opinions actually did rub on her son, at least to a certain degree and having him placed in situations that initially seem to validate his mother’s fears (Luke pulling out one of Isolder’s most painful memories accidently by reading Isolder’s mind, getting captured by the group of female force sensitives who literally enslave non-sensitive men ect.) but later getting to know some of these (at least Luke) a little better and learning more about what the Force is, and maybe changing his mind later. How would it affect his relationship with Leia, who is Force sensitive after all?

It wouldn’t have to play out like that exactely, but in general I think it would be interesing if the book did explore Isolder’s thoughts on the Force as someone who was raised by a preson carrying anti-force users sentiment, gets thrown into a situaction where he has both postive and negative experiences with people wielding the Force and falls in love with two Force sensitive women.

[siennahrobek]

Initially, Obi-Wan thought that sleep would assuredly allude him.

Perhaps he underestimated the trust and affect his troops had on him and how exhausted he really was because he slept fairly soundly through the night.

He was still surrounded by troopers by the time he woke up, although he was fairly certain that there significantly less numbers of them. Although it was a bit of a challenge with position, Obi-Wan tried to meditate a little before the next disaster would inevitably occur. It was only a tad successful as he kept going back to thinking about Anakin. And right now he just…couldn’t.

Afterwards, he got dressed, complete with his old armor pieces and left the barracks to get to work.

“Greetings, Master Kenobi,” Cin Drallig nodded at him as Obi-Wan walked onto the bridge. There wasn’t many present; it was mostly a skeleton crew, but they paid him little heed. Next to the battle master stood a clone trooper from the meeting before, one of Obi-Wan’s 212th boys, Menace.

“General,” Menace welcomed.

“Master Drallig, Menace,” Obi-Wan nodded at the both of them.

“The boys and I have encrypted and encoded a way for you to get a message to the other Jedi generals that are scattered across the galaxy,” Menace explained as he pulled up a map of the galaxy, planets already highlighted. Obi-Wan presumed that was where jedi and their troops had been positioned. “As long as we know where they are stationed, we can get it to them and encode it so only a Jedi would be able to access it. We made this option just in case there are any activated chipped troopers around or natborns who are loyal to the Empire.”

“That was rather fortuitous of you,” Cin glanced at the trooper, curiously but he projected gratitude, something a little odd from the battlemaster but it was no less appreciated.

“Just precautions sir.”

“Alright, we have to figure out exactly what information we need to send to the others,” Obi-Wan said as he followed Cin and Menace down the halls which ended up being to an office. Was it his? At this point, he wasn’t really paying attention and most of the office rooms looked virtually all the same. This one had been recently packed with communications equipment and a holotable for good measure.

“The basics will be key,” Cin replied with a hum as he closed the door behind them and tied back his longer hair. “We will have to divide it up between what to do when running from activated soldiers or what to do when communications have been shut down so they can’t receive the orders to active the chips.”

“Constrain natborn officers, no communications aside from jedi, which will come up in about three days,” Obi-Wan listed.

“That is a fair chunk of time,” Menace admitted as started to open up and turn on the machinery around the room, as well as the data blockers for outside communications, just incase someone would try to butt in on the networks. “Can they avoid the Empire for that long? We don’t know which forces that the emperor has now or how quickly they will go after those they cannot get a hold of.”

“If they come across conflict, leave immediately,” Cin suggested as made his spot off to the side. “Getting too close to activated chips will active any clones they are around. But we did warn many jedi. The Empire Forces have to be fairly diminished if they understood those warnings. I can’t imagine the new government is completely on it’s feet yet.”

That was true. Even though the Republic had been slowly shifting into something less democratic over the course of the war, it was still a fairly big change, and a lot of things would have to be restructured. There was also the issue, for the Empire, of those who would fight back against its creation or not agree with it. That may buy them some time, he mused.

“But we do need to plan quick, because I’m sure it won’t be long before they are organized and mobilized enough to chase us,” Obi-Wan added, sitting down in one of the chairs next to Menace. In front of him was a little desk area. “If they haven’t realized that Kamino specifically isn’t responding because of this, they will figure it out soon.”

“How about we make a list?” Menace suggested, his gaze flickering between the two masters.

Obi-Wan nodded and his hand shuffled around the desk to find a data pad. Putting it in front of him, he grabbed a utensil and created a list.

“Alright, so first and foremost, the clones are chipped, proximity to activated chips activates others. Activation can also be verbal but only from the Sith. Block all communications available to clones,” Cin started quickly as Obi-Wan immediately wrote down the thoughts on the datapad.

“We can send Healer Che’s information on where the chips are as well, if anyone has the equipment or skills to start taking them out,” Obi-Wan added, the pencil flipping around his fingers to momentarily point at the battlemaster. They both nodded in response.

“Two; the Republic is gone, an Empire has rose. We are being hunted and killed as we are claimed to be traitors. Confine any officers loyal to the Empire until further notice,” Cin continued

“If you have inactivated clones, keep them away from conflict with others, due to the proximity thing,” Menace included, flicking on a few more nozzles and switches.

“If you are around activated clones, get away as quickly as possible, stay low or get away from them if you can,” Cin added, eyeing Menace, carefully. The clone’s presence filled up with a moment of quiet grief and disappointment.

“I’m sorry,” Obi-Wan whispered, unable to meet his eyes.

“Don’t be, it’s not your fault sir,” Menace swallowed harshly but shook his head. “We can’t save anyone yet without a real plan.”

“Contact,” Cin started up again, a little hesitant to keep going as he looked between the two. “Contact will be reestablished within a couple of days, once we get to Kamino. If you have a long range holotable, use it, but keep your comm on you. There will be a coded message to indicate if communications come from us.”

They paused.

“I think…I think those are some good basics, hopefully they can survive until then,” Obi-Wan sighed, jotting down the last of the notes.

“Battle master Drallig and I can get these coded and sent out fairly quickly,” Menace said, gently taking the datapad from Obi-Wan’s hands.

“It’s a start,” he echoed.

***

“I believe it is about time we talk,” Padme said, her face flat with one hand rested on her stomach. Her greeting was desperate and although not exactly unkind, it wasn’t very patient either. Obi-Wan glanced around and let out a silent sigh. This was not going to be a pleasant conversation. One that he didn’t particularly want to have.

He had been working with the other masters and clones to figure out where to go and what to do next for some time. He knew this conversation was coming. He was just dreading it.

Obi-Wan just swallowed and nodded in defeat as he turned to face the pregnant woman. “Alright. But I think it would be best if we would keep this conversation rather private. The 501st survivors and much of the 212thhave been following me like ghosts and they certainly don’t need to hear this.”

Padme’s expression was something of confusion, but she consented, and they found themselves in Obi-Wan’s former office. It was still technically his office, he supposed, but others had been using it since the evacuation. One could tell by all the paperwork and things that cluttered it more than it already was, the things that he knew were not his or Cody’s. He locked the door behind them and let Padme sit on the cot in the corner. He dragged a chair over to her to sit himself, although he could not find a position that was comfortable.

“I suppose we can start with what happened with Anakin,” Obi-Wan said, a bit quietly. He did not want to talk about this right now, not at all. He wasn’t ready for this; he was hardly wrapping his own head around what had happened. His heart clenched harshly in his chest, and he was sure his throat would close up. Taking a shaking deep breath, he tried to continue to speak. “What, exactly, do you already know?”

“Ahsoka called me, telling me there was an attack on the Jedi Temple,” Padme confessed, shaking her head in disbelief. “She told me that Anakin had turned to the Dark Side, that he was killing younglings and leading brainwashed clones to kill everyone.”

Her tone was incredulous and unconvinced, not that Obi-Wan could exactly blame her. He was not even sure if he believed it, and he was there. It seemed impossible. He knew Anakin struggled with some of the jedi tenants, especially that of attachment, which Obi-Wan had tried to talk to him about, to reach out. But Anakin had been closing off more and more as of late. That didn’t mean he could have ever have seen this coming.

Perhaps he should have. Was he so blind?

“That…that would be accurate,” Obi-Wan choked out but did his best to keep his voice constant and steady with as much as patience as he could lacing it.

Padme stood up suddenly but then wavered and leaned against the wall for support. He leaned forward, ready to catch her if she should fall. She steadied herself and straightened her back to stare down at him. “That is absolutely ridiculous,” she announced with such confidence even he almost believed it. “And you know it, Obi-Wan! He is your friend, and he would never do such a thing; the Jedi…”

“If you start blaming my people while we are fleeing for our lives, please refrain,” his own voice continued to be soft but there was a steel bone underlaying it, that made no room for challenge.

“Anakin would never do such a thing,” Padme repeated firmly and shook her head. He closed himself off to her in the Force, he didn’t want to know what she was feeling. He wasn’t sure if he could handle her feelings along with his own. “He has been worried and stressed but that is only because of…”

“Because of what?”

“He’s been having nightmares…” she started slowly, eyeing Obi-Wan as if that would give her some insight, some answers on what was happening. “About me, dying in childbirth.”

“Nightmares,” Obi-Wan repeated numbly. “That is what he was so worked up about? He didn’t come to me or anyone else about them. And he knows how dangerous pregnancies are in this sort of situation. He should have known to talk to the healers about it.”

He should have talked to the healers. At least doctors, someone. Generally speaking, people didn’t just die in childbirth, not on Coruscant, certainly not a prominent senator. No one would ever deny her prenatal care, no matter who the father was.

Even if the father was a jedi.

“He was probably afraid,” Padme glanced away.

It was as if Anakin didn’t know anything of the Jedi at all. The Jedi would have never turned Padme away for pregnancy care or information, Force around, the Jedi wouldn’t turn anyone away who came to their steps in need of help with pregnancy. Force sensitive or not.

“We are getting off track,” Obi-Wan shook his head with a small sigh. He ran a hand through his hair. He just wanted… honestly, he wasn’t entirely sure what he wanted. He supposed he wanted this to all be his own nightmare, one he could just wake up from. One where none of this was real. “Padme, I don’t know how to convince you of what Anakin has done,” he continued. “He led an attack to kill everyone in the Temple, he led an army of brainwashed clones. He murdered Temple Guards and younglings just trying to escape the battle. He fought mewith the intent to kill, rambling about the failings of the jedi,” Obi-Wan stressed, leaning forward. “Master Drallig said he called himself Darth Vader which let me tell you, is a Sith name. All I could feel in him was desperation and fury.”

“You’re wrong,” Padme insisted, her eyes blazing into something so passionate, it nearly hurt to look at. Her loyalty, although her perhaps commendable to an extent, was difficult to work with. Difficult when she wouldn’t believe the truth. He knew it was hard to swallow. He was still in that process. “He is good, there is good in him, of course there is. Something else must be at play.”

“Something else?” Obi-Wan asked, his own voice echoing confusion. He couldn’t imagine much else being at play, his former padawan, his brother, had intended on murdering everyone in the Temple, all those that thought he was their family. All those that thought he cared about them. He had nearly succeeded. If Cody’s chip hadn’t been activated when and where it was… Obi-Wan nearly shuddered at the prospect. He sighed and shook his head again. “I love Anakin. And even after all that he has done I still love him; I will always love him. But I am not blind to what he has become now. I was blind before, not seeing it; only seeing what I wanted to, the good person I thought he could be, the person I thought he was.”

“He is that good person,” she persisted with a sound not open for debate.

Obi-Wan was tired, even the several hours of last night’s sleep would not erase all of the time he had been awake, active, fighting for his life and the lives of those around him.

“Tell that to the younglings that he cut down in front of his former padawan,” Obi-Wan’s hand waved out in emphasis. He hated bringing Ahsoka into this but Padme cared about the young Togruta, probably nearly as much as Anakin used to as well. “Or the 501st troopers who were forced to lead an attack on the Temple, on the Jedi, against their own free will.”

The young woman just stared at him, and he knew that she didn’t believe him. He didn’t think she would ever actually believe him without seeing it for herself.

The fact that Anakin, of all people, would lead a forced brainwashed army to fight people they never would have in their right minds seemed ludicrous.

“Okay, we are at an impasse,” Obi-Wan slumped back a little in his chair. He took a commlink out of his pocket and let his fingers sweep over it, absentmindedly. “Perhaps a break from this line of conversation may be beneficial,” he said slowly, giving Padme the time to sit down on the cot once again. “I think…we need to also talk about your pregnancy,” Obi-Wan added slowly. Padme placed a hand on her belly, protectively.

“You mentioned…you mentioned I could die from this,” Padme replied slowly, her eyes meeting his in a massive flurry of concern and fear. The conversation was not over about Anakin but for now, for now what he had said would have to do. He didn’t know how much longer he could try to help her in that scenario. “So, Anakin was right, I’m going to die in childbirth.”

“It’s not that simple. There is a lot that is included,” Obi-Wan shook his head. How to explain something that he only knew the basics of? Perhaps a professional was best to be in order “Look. Let me call my friend Bant. She is a healer, and she will be able to answer most, if not all, of your questions.”

Without waiting for an answer, he sent his friend a message who near immediately contacted him back, relieved that he had found their wayward patient. Apparently, Padme was not supposed to be out of the medbay. Obi-Wan imagined they would want to monitor her, considering her pregnancy and situation. His comm beeped again.

“We’ll be there in a couple of minutes.”

Obi-Wan didn’t know who the other side of the we was but at this point, he would take all the help he could get.

Those few minutes were the most awkward ones Obi-Wan could remember.

The Mon Calamari walked in with another healer trailed in behind her and Obi-Wan could not even help the sigh of relief. At last. “Hello Obi-Wan, senator,” Bant greeted, giving them both a nod, her large dark eyes brimming with sympathy and kindness. Obi-Wan would forever be baffled and astounded at the amount of love and compassion his friend could hold. “Senator, my name is Bant. I am a healer. This is Healer Jayden; she specializes in pregnancies.”

“You have special doctors for pregnancies in the jedi?” Padme asked, a little taken back.

“Of course,” the doctor nodded as Obi-Wan got up to give them both seats. He ended up standing off a little to the side, often finding himself leaning against the wall for support. “Believe it or not, the jedi are not celibate,” she pointed out, even though Padme’s glance looked a bit skeptic. “And although it isn’t extremely common, jedi can and do get pregnant.”

“They do?” Padme echoed.

“Of course. Force Sensitivity isn’t always passed down, but it is more likely if one or more of the parents have it,” Jayden explained, her voice smooth and calm. It could not be said that Jedi didn’t know when they were supposed to be healers. He could only imagine how determined they must be in such an art. “Pregnancies involving force sensitivity in general can be quite difficult, but we should really talk about your case specifically.”

“Is it…different?”

“I have been briefed on a few things,” Healer Jayden said, giving Bant a quick glance as if for confirmation. Obi-Wan wondered how much she had been told about the situation, about the father. “The father of your children is former Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker, is it not?”

“Current Jedi Knight,” Padme corrected, her voice laced with bitter undertones and eyes narrowed. Something she had picked up from Anakin, he supposed. “Unless the Jedi have kicked him out for loving someone.”

“The Jedi do not typically, kick people out,” Bant continued, her voice just as relaxed and mellow. She was taking this very well. Obi-Wan nearly felt like shaking Anakin or someonewho should know better for all the things misinterpreted, deliberately or otherwise. “Not for loving anyone or getting people pregnant.”

“Yes,” Padme confirmed, her voice subdued. “He is the father.”

“Alright. So, the father has an incredibly high number of midiclorians in his body, which is how one can determine how force sensitive an individual is. He is a very high number, more than anyone else and is very, very strong in the Force,” Jayden explained, patiently. She spoke in chunks, probably to better allow Padme to follow what she was saying.

“What does that mean for the baby? That it will be force-sensitive?”

The healer nodded but her expression was a bit grave. “In your case, certainly. Because if they hadn’t, you would probably be dead already.”

And… Obi-Wan hadn’t expected her to be so blunt. Padme stared wide-eyed.

“Skywalker is so strong in the Force that it is killing you, not to mention the darkness that is practically permeating you,” the healer continued and although Obi-Wan could feel a tad of concern with it, she did not show it outright, rather keeping a cool presence of security. “The only reason that you are still alive and as strong as you are, currently, is because the two babies inside of you are also extremely force-sensitive and are keeping you alive. It is…very complex and seems a bit paradoxical, and difficult to explain when it comes to the specifics, as well as the ins and outs of what is happening in your body.”

“So, I will not survive this birth,” Padme realized.

“The odds are not fantastic,” Jayden replied truthfully with a small frown. “But the only way you can survive is with a Jedi Healer’s help. If you stayed on the planet, you would not have survived the birth and I doubt anyone would have understood why. But we can and we will help you, Padme,” she said, taking the woman’s hand gently, curling her partially translucent fingers around the younger senator’s. “You can trust us that we will do everything in our power to make sure that you survive to see your children grow up.”

“What are the odds?” Padme whispered, staring at her hands.

“It is difficult to say,” Jayden admitted, candidly. “We’ve never had a child from someone as powerful as Skywalker before. Best case scenario you will be out of commission, maybe even comatose, for some time while your body regenerates its strength.”

If it can, went unspoken.

With her free hand, Padme brought it up to cover her mouth, letting out a shaky breath, tears starting to slip down her cheeks.

“I think you could use some rest, senator,” Bant advised, speaking up for the first time. Although Healer Jayden did most of the talking, Obi-Wan was still grateful for his friend’s presence. “I think we have a small room near the medical bay that we can use for you,” she added and glanced at Obi-Wan. “Would you mind getting her there?”

He didn’t think, just nodded. With a second thought, he didn’t really want to, he didn’t want to talk with her right now. He was just so tired and there was much to do but he knew it was right. Walking over, he helped Padme up and walked her out of the door. He led her through the halls towards the medical bay, appreciative for the silence.

He didn’t need an argument right now.

As they got to the small room, he unlocked and opened the door. “I will have some of my handmaidens come and bring things from the ship,” she whispered.

He hadn’t realized that she had brought anyone. Oh, he hoped she hadn’t brought Jar Jar. He didn’t mind the Gungan, almost liked him really, but he had a tendency to get into trouble and that was the last thing they needed.

He was about to leave when she pulled him back to look at her. “There is good in Anakin, Obi-Wan,” she announced, although her voice stayed rather quiet, just firm. “You must see it. And I will prove it to you,” her tone reflected her eyes, something fiery and passionate.

This was always going to be a tragedy, he realized suddenly.

There was very little he could say to that. He didn’t believe her but then again, he was trying hard not to think of Anakin right now. His thoughts were dominated with the survival of his people, both jedi and clone.

He had to put them first.

“Okay,” he croaked.

And then whisked himself away as quickly as he could without making it seem like he was literally running from her.

He was entirely exhausted.

The talk with Padme had last longer than he had anticipated and honestly, all he wanted was to sleep. Could he though? How much was there left to do? Then again, at this point, he wasn’t sure if there was anything specifically, he could do, aside from perhaps trying to research? Maybe?

His brain just felt full. He wasn’t entirely sure if he would be of any help.

“There you are sir,” the familiar voice and tonal individuality of Boil registered to Obi-Wan’s ears nearly a beat too late. He turned to see the clone walking up to him, a small youngling on arm.

Waxer was the one who was outspoken about loving little ones but anyone who knew anything about Boil knew he loved being around them just as much.

The thought made Obi-Wan smile and his chest warm.

Presence of people that he cared about, that perhaps cared about him, ones that he didn’t constantly have to fight tooth and nail with, were something of a relief. Just a presence to fall into that wasn’t consistently looking for lies or secrets or to tear his head off.

“How are you, Boil?” he asked, trying for a smile.

It must not have worked very well because the clone gave him an odd glance but, in the end, he just shrugged. “I’m alright, just taking this young’in to the modified creche,” he explained, gesturing to the young jedi child on his hip. “He accidently got lost and I’m bringing him back before my allotted hours of sleep.”

“Allotted hours?”

How late was it?

“Sir, it’s quite late,” Boil pointed out, answering his unasked question for him, and gesturing lightly for the general to follow. He did so without pause or thought. It was interesting, he believed, how easily and unthinkingly he would follow them. Perhaps it was foolishness but perhaps it was just trust and faith. He was in a rather short supply of that these past few days. “The daytime officers and workers are getting ready for sleep. The Jedi are hunkering down in the creche places and barracks along with the children and troopers. I never realized how cuddly Jedi could be when they sleep together,” he added with a bit of a half laugh.

The child laughed alongside with him, although a bit louder and fuller.

“We slept in piles a lot,” Obi-Wan replied.

“We like to do that too,” Boil shrugged to keep a hold on the little one hanging from him. “It’s good that your sleeping arrangements are around the men, it’s good for morale, especially at a time like this. Everyone is a little freaked out, I think it helps there is someone they can trust around during those times.”

Obi-Wan narrowed his eyes. Who taught Boil manipulation tactics?

He paused, nearly tripping at the realization.

Oh right. Hedid.

Accidently, of course. It wasn’t like Obi-Wan was giving lectures or classes on how to manipulate or negotiate yourself out of situations. But still, his behavior would be seeming to be biting him in the butt now, as his troopers were now using it against him.

Part of him almost felt impressed.

“Right,” Obi-Wan muttered.

The child hanging off of Boil, giggled knowingly. As the two of them dropped the child off at one of the places set aside for the children, Boil offered to escort him to the barracks for sleep. Obi-Wan tried to back out of it but Boil was rather adamant and then….

And then Rex showed up.

And Obi-Wan knew he was completely was doomed.

He couldn’t say no to Rex right now, not with what his troops had gone through.

“Hello, general,” Rex greeted with a bit of a wavering smile. He was trying hard. Obi-Wan suspected he had spent most of his day with the survivors of the 501st. He knew it wasn’t pretty and they were trying very hard to make sense of what had happened to them. “People have been wondering where you have been.”

“Is that so?” Obi-Wan hummed in response.

“Yes, the 501stsurvivors have been curious to know if you are coming back tonight,” he added in, thinking himself rather sly. Survivors; wasn’t that what they all were now. Survivors of a genocide, survivors of brainwashed slavery, survivors of being unmade into a vacant body.

“As a matter of fact, Boil was just escorting me to the barracks,” Obi-Wan shot back. He kept falling into this trap, he knew it. But at least this time he would not be caught floundering like the day before. “It has been quite the day, full of… colorful conversations.”

“Oh? Who did you talk to?”

“I had to have to talk about Senator Amidala and her pregnancy.”

Obi-Wan could practically just feel Rex’s stomach drop. “You…you know about that sir?”

“I probably knew about it before you did,” he muttered under his breath. As if Anakin could keep a secret like that from him, as if Padme could. Any Jedi that came across her would have known; would have sensed her pregnancy. He, of course, was the one who knew it was Anakin’s child because honestly, who’s else could it have been. But louder, instead he tried, “Yes. I’ve known about Anakin and Padme for quite some time. It is not difficult to sense her pregnancy. I do not know why Anakin thought he was being subtle or discreet. And you, captain, well, I think you could work on your acting skills a little.”

The captain just blushed hard. “My apologies sir.”

“No worries. It hardly matters,” Obi-Wan shrugged. “But talking with her, about what we had to, was rather exhausting and I will, quite frankly, be a bit glad to get some rest before the next day comes about. Because soon, we will be at Kamino and a whole new situation will arise.”

“We don’t know how much time it will be before the Empire comes after us,” Boil realized with a deep frown.

“So, we should get as much rest as we can until then,” Obi-Wan nodded at the two of them as they neared the barracks. “Because who knows how much real rest we will get once the new conflicts arise.”

***

It was the middle of the night when he had heard it.

Obi-Wan had been stuck in the near middle of a pile once again, surrounded on all sides by mostly clone troopers, the main force being the de-chipped 212th and the 501st survivors, with a few others they had rescued within the Temple before and during the siege. He could make out Inkspot somewhere, leaning against Trapper and Gearshift.

Many of the survivors, mostly those of the 501st specifically, had horrible nightmares, even so soon after the events. He couldn’t blame them; it was a horrible ordeal they had gone through. He tried to shield them the best he could, to help them sleep with less nightmares. He did his best. He didn’t dare take a look into what they contained, he feared they would just feed into his own.

For some reason or another, the scratching woke him up.

Shifting his body up carefully so he wouldn’t awake the troopers surrounding him, he glanced around at the barracks for the sound. No way he was just hearing it in his mind.

There. Some movement in the corner.

Carefully he cleared himself of snuggling troopers and got up.

Obi-Wan moved through the bodies, making his way to the edge of the pile of clone troopers until he found one of the 501st in the corner, frantically trying to scrub his armor. Not just his armor, the jedi realized, but the blue paint off of it. And there was quite a bit of it.

The trooper nearly jumped feet in the air when he realized Obi-Wan had sat next to him, his eyes wide in fear and panic.

“At ease,” he assured quietly but it did very little to ease the trooper’s anxiety. Obi-Wan reached out into the Force towards his presence.

Calmpeacesafe

It helped more than words had.

“Are you alright, Graffiti?”

The trooper looked at him, a little surprised. “You…know who I am? Y-You remember?”

Obi-Wan nodded. “Yes. Would you like to tell me what is going on?” he asked gently.

The trooper swallowed, staring down at his armor before tearing his eyes away. He couldn’t seem to keep his eyes on it for more than a moment.

“Everyone has nightmares, it is nothing to be ashamed of.”

“I do, sometimes,” Graffiti admitted, hesitant with his voice choked on tears. “It’s not even the fighting or the war or anything. I just see blank faces, marching blue, so much blue. People…people always think when terrible things happen, when blood is shed, everything is in a haze of red because blood is red. But for me…for me it was a haze of blue. Not just any blue. The 501st blue. It’s…its supposed to be something proud of, a color we should be proud of.”

Obi-Wan just waited patiently.

“I woke up shaking this morning,” he continued, his voice quivering with tears already accumulating in his eyes as he shoved the piece of armor that was in his arms away. “It was so bad I couldn’t even put my armor on. One of my brothers had to do it for me. But even then, I…. I felt so awful. I kept making excuses to go to the head and then my brothers kept making excuses for me, just in case.”

“You do not have to wear it if you do not wish to,” Obi-Wan replied gently. “Things, I imagine, are going to be different now.”

“It’s…it’s not the armor itself,” he confessed, staring down at the piece that he was holding. “I don’t think it is the armor. It’s…it’s the color,” he looked confused when he glanced at the jedi, as if he wasn’t entirely sure why he was saying this or even the reasoning behind it. “Every time I see it, I keep getting sick. I keep remembering when we were marching towards the Temple, all the blue of the amor, creating a sea of soldiers, all in time and not even…not even hesitating on what we were going to do.”

“You couldn’t move.”

“I couldn’t even think until afterwards,” Graffiti admitted the quiver in his voice growing. “I just wanted to scream. Even after we got into the Temple, I remember everything but…it’s all in this horrible blue haze that I choke on. Something I was once proud to bear, a color that I was proud of, was twisted into something horrible and evil. I know it doesn’t make any sense but…”

“Sometimes things like this don’t make sense to others or even ourselves,” Obi-Wan’s voice was quiet and calm as he looked over at the trooper. The latter had a difficult time meeting his gaze, but he finally had, tears welled up in his eyes, certainly obscuring his vision.

“I think I would rather have no paint, just be a blank set of armor like a no-name shiny again before I wear something that has been so twisted,” he whispered, running a hand along his helmet, half scrubbed of blue paint. “And isn’t that awful? I was brainwashed into being no one and now, I want to go back to being a no one again, just…slightly different type of no one.”

The jedi’s heart shuttered in his chest.

“Would you mind waiting here for a moment?” he asked, placing a hand gently on the soldier’s shoulder. “I will be right back. I think…I think I have something.”

Graffiti looked quite confused but nodded.

Obi-Wan stood up and made his way through the maze of people, towards the door. As he got to the halls, his pace quickened. There weren’t particularly many people around, but a few had caught him gliding through the halls quickly, often giving him looks that made him want to shrink back into the pile in the barracks.

Some did not seem happy to see him out and about.

He got to a storage room and opened the door. Upon finding what he was looking for, he grabbed it and hurried back. Obi-Wan came back, worked his way through the maze of sleeping men again, and set down a large can on the ground as quietly as he could. The trooper just stared at it, wide-eyed, a bit confused and certainly a lot speechless.

“It’s yours, if you want it.”

Graffiti took a moment to realize what it was. At first, he didn’t look entirely sure, like it might be a trap, but it took only a minute before he burst into a quiet sob, covering his face with his hands.

“It may not stop the nightmares,” Obi-Wan explained quietly. “But know that you will always have a place with us.”

Eventually, when he got a little more control of himself, Obi-Wan could make out a nod from him.

“I think I might need something new,” Graffiti rasped out, just barely.

“Perhaps you should make a visit to one of the creche groups,” Obi-Wan offered, shooting him a quick, warm, glance. “They are full of ideas. And they would love to see you.”

Graffiti met his gaze, his eyebrows scrunched together. He didn’t verbally reply but the jedi master had a feeling he would anyways.

Obi-Wan spent the rest of the night with him, quietly scrubbing off the blue paint and replacing it with shimmering gold.

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ATTENTION

Yoda is friend shaped

that is all

[mckmemezie]

TLJ Thoughts

HUGE SPOILERS FOR THE LAST JEDI

Okay, so so many people are being negative as HEEEELLLL about tlj so I’m here to spread my (mostly) postive thoughts. As a whole, this was one of my favorite Star Wars movies by far. I felt like TFA didn’t take enough risks and this definitely did.

Ok so I’ll start with the Bad™️. Luke’s characterization is getting a lot of shit and I have to agree. I love Luke. I adore Luke. This wasn’t him. Luke Skywalker thought he could turn Darth Vader to the light, yet he was about to stab his nephew because he thought he was turning to the dark side?????? What??? People change over time but that doesn’t make sense to me. I knew Luke would be jaded and grumpy but this was too much for me.

Phasma deserved better. Flat out. She was done so wrong.

I had to watch Luke Skywalker die with my own two eyes

The jokes were sometimes made at serious moments that sort of ruined the feeling of the scene. Not that I want the movie to be totally serious of course but some of it was a little much.

BB-8 functioned as a deus ex machina?

Still no jedi Finn

I wanted a lot more Paige but at least she went out well

The mixed feelings:

Leia not dying was personally something I think I liked except the fact that she’ll inevitably have to be killed offscreen or kept away from the plot of episode 9. I don’t know if I could have watched her die with my own damn eyes even though I was preparing for it. So kinda selfishly for the moment I’m glad she made it.

Alright folks so the relationship drama. I’m primarily a finnpoe, finnrey, and finnrose (Finn just deserves to be happy ok) shipper but I’m basically chill with anything that happens. I wasn’t for reylo before but now I kinda almost was made to like it after this movie. Idk tho I’ve still got issues. I think tlj helped with some of the problematicness it had before. I kinda just wish people could stop fighting over ships tbh. (But finnpoe should happen just saying jj just saying)

I just want some backstory on Snoke

Finn’s arc still has me confused on my feelings

The Good Shit:

The best scenes were Kylo and Rey’s fight together like Hoooolyyy Shit best scene oh my god. I hope they somehow collab more because oh fuck. And then the scene where Leia pulls herself to the cruiser with the force I lost my damn mind. That was amazing. I have wanted to see her use her abilities at least once before she bowed out and I got it and I was bawling in my seat for five minutes over it. As you can imagine Rian Johnson took me on a wild ride all through the movie.

Rose. I love her. 14/10 please keep her important

The conceptualization of the force in this was fantastic and Rey’s cool scene with her reflections was amazing I don’t understand it but I love it.

The way Luke went out was great

Holdo and Leia getting shit done was great. Kinda bummed at Poe’s arc here.

I actually really like Kylo’s arc now. He’s become a better villain but I can still see him turning and hope he does.

I’m actually glad Snoke got sliced up, I didn’t find him to be a compelling villain. His power was crazy impressive though.

Rey was amazing I love her and I love everything with her and where she’s going she’s tough and so so good

Kylo and Rey’s force connection (skype) is a concept I like

All the battle and fight scenes were incredible and all the visuals were STUNNING

Luke’s talk with Leia struck me so hard given the fact that Carrie’s gone

LEIA! HAVING! REALLY! STRONG! FORCE! ABILITIES!

Finally seeing what happens when you fly through things at lightspeed

Ok weird thing: the guy that cut a deal with the first order after helping Finn and Rose never came back to help them and I’m glad. I thought they were gonna go to the guilty scoundrel with a heart trope and they didn’t. Also, fuck that guy

The kids who Rose and Finn made little rebels oh my god. And the kid who mirrors Luke/Anakin I was in tears that final scene really made Luke dying a little less bitter for me

The plot was just, good??? Even though Finn and Rose failed? Idk I still found it all compelling

Despite the fact that they put her in a godforsaken COMA for a portion of the movie there still was a decent focus on Leia that I’m thankful for

Rey and Ben/Kylo’s dynamic of balance is so cool

The binary sunset. Fuck.

Even with its faults I give this movie an A rating and I’m not sure why so many people are mad at it. Anyway that’s my opinion shouted into the void

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[anissapierce]

Top five things change about Star Wars?

1. TATOOINE. Full stop have a ~native inhabitent~ creature that’s not an ugly mess like the Tuskans are. I’m not saying I want an Imazighen allegory but.....  Yeah.....cast Maghrebi actors have some be dressed as Imazighen......

2. I cant say cancel the prequels b/c i like a lot of parts about them tht I want to keep. Chop a lot of it less time on bb child anakin (who is now black & amazigh and adorable) God if i went on that’d be more than one change but yeah just......edit the prequels better

3. No JarJar or any other racial caricatures/ethnic appropriations (which means actual east asian padme, the jedi with names like qui gon jinn are actually japanese/poc ect)

4. Ykno i ts Funny b/c like.... I haven’t even sat down and watched these movies in full... So like...... wht i know is via nerd osmosis im postive ive watched all of them so..... Ykno wht.... Right ok Not nixing the legendsverse entitely pull a Kelvinverse type thing maybe.  I can see Why it Nixed as a whole but it was....too much tbh and parts of the Legendsverse are Bound to be used so....Legendsverse and parts being revealed as canon now and again

5. God this is less about the srs but like..... I’d like some of Lucas owning up to the shiton of things he jacked star wars from. I’m not saying they Shouldn’t have been there b/c i can’t think of how that one scene stolen from Dam Busters would be but.... idk yeah