#what im saying is that if one jedi is mad at another

[captain-mozzarella]

I headcanon that all of Yoda's finest teacups were made by younglings

In fact most masters of the order's finest teacups were made during crèche crafting time when the kids were learning pottery.

[galacticwildfire]

found.

Nineteen.

Pairing: Kenobi!oc x Din Djarin

Summary: Satine and Obi-wan’s daughter fought in the war against the Empire and lost her faith when she lost Mandalore. Until she found him. A lone Mandalorian searching for a Jedi.

Warnings: funeral, cockblocking, deep convos, han being han, skywalker reunions, drinking and probably swearing

Word Count: 6k

A/N: So so sorry it's been so long! Life has been crazy and I know this isn't the best chapter but next one is pure fluff I promise. I've been working, doing uni, got myself a man who im mad at and trying to set up some side hustles with writing. 

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Leia readies her ship for us to travel to Yavin-4 to attend the funeral while I pack my things knowing I'll likely be gone for at least a few days and considering it will be a family reunion as well I can never be too certain of what's in store.

"Shara was a good friend of mine," I explain to Din, the shock still having not worn off, I was a soldier, I'm no stranger to my friends dying, but for her to die so suddenly after all these years... "One of the best pilots we had, saved me more than once and it was mutual. After the war she helped Luke and I retrieve some Jedi artifacts before she and her husband went into an early retirement with their son-" that's when tears catch in my throat and I feel Din holding me as I held Leia not so long ago. "Their son's only eight Din, too young to lose his parents."

"I was the same age when I lost mine," Din tells me and tears slip down my cheeks as I feel the heartache, the trauma, the grief, but beneath it all, a little boy who had to grow up too fast. Another orphaned child of war, like so many of us.

"It's not fair," I breathe, and he cups the back of my head, running a soothing hand over my red hair.

"Nothing's fair," he reminds me and I nod, me off all people should know, but he calms me as if he's the one who can feel my thoughts. "I know it's hard for a Jedi to see it, you always hope for the best, see the light before all the darkness beneath it."

I laugh through my tears, surprised by his philosophical words. "Have you been reading my old Jedi scriptures to the kid while I've been asleep?"

"Maybe," he admits sheepishly and tells me "From the moment you met me you tried to understand my creed, now I want to understand yours, and our childs."

Our.

I truly am fighting a different sort of tears as my hands rest on his armoured chest, my heart warm. "I'm going to miss both of you, more than you could know."

He lets out a short laugh. "I thought you'd be wanting to get rid of me after being cooped up together for so long."

"Well it's not too bad," I say with a slight smile despite the tears that threaten to spill. "A Mandalorian warrior who would follow me to hell and back, sounds like a dream." And with those same tears again caught in my throat I swallow my pride. "I guess that makes me blind."

He stills at that and covers my hand with his, so many words stuck in both of our throats. "Cyar'ika-"

"We'll talk when I get back," I promise him, knowing I need the time to clear my head before making any more promises, able to feel his heart pounding even beneath the beskar.

"We will?"

I nod affirmatively, not just for him but for myself as well, and rest my forehead against his. "As hard as I try, you are a hard man to resist Din Djarin."

Not so long ago I stood on the sands of Tatooine swearing I wouldn't love him, yet here I am.

"Aren't Jedi meant to be strong-willed?" he teases to try to cover the tremble of hope in his voice and I laugh to ease him, knowing neither of us doubt my will after my little visit to the chancellor.

"Oh you know I am," I smile, then my voice becomes deeper. "Except for when it comes to you."

He pulls me closer, arm slipping around my waist to hold me as close as he can with the beskar between us and I dare to reach up to hold the sides of his helmet, my heart lighter than it has ever been as I tilt my head up to kiss the beskar, aching to feel the lips beneath.

He trembles beneath my touch. "Close your eyes Cyar'ika."

He reaches for his helmet but before either of us can do anything more I hear Leia's distinct voice. "Kyra, the ships ready, what are you - oh." She stops in the doorway speechless at the sight of Din and I like this and clears her throat. "I'll just wait in the ship."

"No, it's alright," I say quickly, knowing that if I spend another moment alone with Din it will likely turn into a night. "Let me just say goodbye to the kid and I'll come down with you."

I give Din an apologetic smile, but from the way he tilts his head at me I know it's alright. Silently we all go next door, Leia turning her head away to hide the look in her eyes, one not quite of disapproval, but of pure shock.

The kid's sleeping in the little cot I got for Ben when he was a baby, when I'd babysit him to give Han and Leia a break, but more so to protect him from the dark forces that would try to make their way into his mind, when I protected Ben from the influence of the darkside it was the last time I could truly call myself a Jedi. Until now.

The Child stirs at our presence and I walk over to his little cot and smile as he wraps his hand around my finger.

"Hey kid," I whisper holding his little hand as his tired eyes blink at me. "I'm going away with Aunty Leia for a few days."

He makes a confused sound and I tuck his blanket back up around him.

"I'll be back before you know it," I promise him. "Take care of your dad for me will you?"

I feel Din's hand on my shoulder and he chuckles beneath his breath. "He always does."

I look up at Din, aware Leia's watching. "I know but I'm sure you two will be just fine without me."

He laughs again and it puts me at ease. "Well, we're both far better off with you."

That brings a warm smile to my face and I squeeze his hand tight. "I'll be home soon." And I can feel the shock that resonates from Leia at that single word, home, and so I switch to Mando'a. "And we'll talk when I get back, I promise, I'll have cleared my mind by then."

"Take the time you need Cyar'ika, I'll be here," he replies in Mando'a and I hug him tight, knowing there's no lying to Leia about this anyways, she can understand my heart clearly even if she can't understand my words.

"Thank you," I breathe in relief, knowing that although my head may need time, my heart is already made up.

And it's his.

Before he lets me go he murmurs in my ear. "Stay safe."

"Always," I promise him with a sweet smile as I pull back enough to rest my forehead against his. "You two take care of each other for me until I get back."

"This is the way," he recites quietly to me, a saying that's become our own secret vow to one another, amongst so many others.

"This is the way."

It takes an extraordinary amount of discipline to pull myself from his arms and walk to Leia, unable to recall saying goodbye ever being so hard before, even though it's only for a few days.

Leia doesn't say anything as we leave my apartment, and even after knowing her all these years I'm having difficulty reading her. It's not until we're in the elevator she says three simple words, not a question, but a statement.

"You love him."

Amongst all this uncertainty, after all these years of questioning everything, he is the one certainty I have. They used to say Jedi are all-knowing, but in truth there is only one thing I know, and it's that I love him.

"I do."

It has been so long since I've seen this kind of shock in her eyes, like she's looking at someone she can't recognise, or perhaps someone she has not seen a very long time. "How do you leave to kill a Mandalorian bounty hunter you once loved and come back loving another?"

And there are a thousand things I could tell her, a thousand reasons why I've fallen for him after all these years of swearing I'd never love again.

But in the end, all I have are a few words.

"Because for the first time in a decade I can see the light." A single tear runs down my cheek and I smile. "Because he's led me back to it."

And so as we travel to Yavin-4 I tell her all of it. From finding Din to Boba's armour, the fight we had and my decision to stay, to take the child as my padawan. To right now. Loving him, torn between what my heart feels and my head fears. Loving him so deeply, feeling a hope I never thought I ever would again, and fearing that my love is what could cause it to all be torn away.

Finally when I finish she looks at me with sad eyes, seeing the scars that cover my heart, shattered so long ago.

"You love him Kyra," she says, as always being nothing but honest with me. "It's as simple or as complicated as you want to make it. It's time to stop running, forget the Jedi code and let yourself live. If you want to raise that child with him do it, because we both know you'll never forgive yourself if you push away another man who loves you."

And we both know exactly who she is referring to, the one they all thought I'd marry someday.

Lando.

"Leia," I say quietly. "There's one thing that I never told you, the reason why the thought of settling down makes me feel so damn guilty."

"Lando," she says knowingly and my eyes widen. "I know Kyra. He never put two and two together but I did. One day he's asking me to help him find a ring and the next I find out you disappeared in the middle of the night. I know."

Tears fill my eyes and I try to shake them away. "Boba fucked me up Leia, everyone knows it, and Lando was the one who got hurt because of it, on Tatooine Mando nearly died-"

She hushes me gently. "After Alderaan you told me if I lived in the past I'd suffer for the rest of my life, you've been suffering for almost a decade Kyra. It's time to let go of that pain, you might not be able to undo all that pain overnight, but telling Lando the truth is a start to being able to forgive yourself and let go."

That's when the tears spill over and I grip her hand tightly. "I want to let go of the pain, of the guilt."

"Then stop letting fear make excuses for you," she says firmly. "You love him and the kid, you love them more than you've ever loved anyone else before, be with them. It's as simple as that."

And so I wipe my tears away. "You're right," I finally realise, knowing that the path to the light means facing my demons that I've run from for so long. But for them, I'll do it.

~

Once we arrive on Yavin-4 we find the cabin Leia organised for all of us, knowing none of the boys would think that far ahead. What was now a small settlement of rebels has become a town, it's peaceful. Beautiful. A reminder of the life that I never thought would become a dream of mine, however now when I imagine it I no longer imagine the three of us on Tatooine, but Mandalore. Yet despite how I crave peace I know there is war ahead. A war we cannot hide from.

Leia and I are the first to arrive, giving us enough time to settle in and choose our rooms. While the cabin is large we each have to bunk with someone else.

"I'm guessing you'll be with Luke?" Leia asks, knowing I definitely won't want to be with Lando considering the difficult conversation we'll need to have.

"Might bunk with Chewie if he's not with Han," I say, knowing that he might yet be. "He told me you didn't want to see him."

She sighs heavily and hangs her head. "Han's got his new freighting business, I thought smuggling legally would be enough for him but it's not, he misses the thrill of it all. If he had it his way he'd just fly around the galaxy doing maker knows what with Chewie co-piloting and Ben and I hiding away in the Falcon. I love him I do but he's just so difficult sometimes, and I know I am as well. But I want Ben to have a stable childhood and I have my career, Han just doesn't understand why I can't come with him when he wants to go off with Chewie for months at a time. I-"

She cuts herself off and shakes her head before muttering. "We'll figure it out, we always do." She then looks up at me. "Loving someone and raising a child with someone are two very different things, because no matter how much you love each other, no matter what you want in life, the child comes first as you'll come to know."

And for the first time, I can begin to understand. "Mando and I swore to each other that no matter what the kid has to come first, long before love was ever in the question."

She seems amused. "Well considering you two were co-parenting before you were sleeping together then you may just make it."

I clear my throat and awkwardly admit "We haven't-"

Now she seems truly surprised. "You've fallen in love without sleeping with them first? Now that's something new."

I throw my pillow at her and we're both laughing like teenagers again when we hear the door open and with the heavy pairs of feet on the wooden flooring we both know just who's here and our laughter fades quickly.

"Here we go," Leia sighs knowing both of us are dreading this and we reluctantly step outside into the common area to see Han, Lando and Chewie.

The boys look at us, about as nervous as we are, if not more so.

"Hey sweetheart," Han says awkwardly and even looks to me for help. "Ben's not with you?"

"He's with his nanny droid," Leia says stiffly and the saddest thing is I can feel the love between them so strongly, see it in their eyes. "I wasn't sure if you'd come."

"I wasn't as close to Shara as you but Kes was one of my best men out in the field, it's only right I'm here," Han says and I know it's time to leave them alone.

"Chewie, why don't you keep an eye out for Luke," I suggest and he gladly takes the chance to get out of there while I look to Lando. "You and I should take a walk.

Silently we leave Han and Leia to talk while we walk through the forest of Yavin-4.

"It's definitely changed since the last time we were here," Lando says to break the silence and I nod.

"Yeah it has," I agree, my hands fidgeting with my clothes. "I definitely didn't expect to be back here again."

"Neither did I," he says sadly. "I know Shara was a good friend of yours and Leia's, Luke's as well. I'm surprised he isn't here yet but then again he's a hard man to get a hold of these days."

"He'll be here," I assure him. "You know Luke, he's always fashionably late with those damn boots of his."

He laughs quietly before it's silent between us again, he doesn't have to be a Jedi to feel the tension. "I'm guessing this isn't just a friendly walk?"

I shake my head and try to figure out where to start. "A lot's happened since the last time we saw each other."

"I know," he says looking at me cautiously. "One moment we send you off to kill you know who and the next you're the biggest scandal of the galaxy after that address you gave on Chandrila."

"You can say his name Lando," I say thickly, knowing he's never dared say it to me before. "Boba Fett, it's not a forbidden word."

"Well it used to be," he replies and I lower my gaze to the forest floor beneath us. "You'd get that distant look in your eye whenever anyone would mention him, that look was the last thing I wanted to see so I never mentioned him or Mandalore, any of it."

"It's called trauma Lando," I can finally admit, not just to him but to myself. "You were the only one besides Leia brave enough to tell me I needed help, and I still do. If I listened perhaps things would be different but-"

"But they aren't," he finishes and dares to ask "That's not regret I hear is it?"

"I have a lot of regrets," I confess to him. "Hurting you is the greatest of them, and everything that happened afterwards."

"We started off as friends who slept together, we didn't see any reason for that to change after we broke up," he says trying to play it off, but I know the truth. "Kyra, we tried to be more than that but-"

"I saw the ring Lando," I finally blurt out after all these years and force myself to look him in the eye. "I know you wanted to marry me, I know that you were in love with me, that you loved me in a way I couldn't love you, that's why I disappeared that night."

He stares at me, shocked into silence, and I can feel the pain in him as sharp as the night I left him as he finally speaks. "After all these years, why tell me now?"

"Because I should have told you all those years ago," I say quietly, my voice barely above a whisper as that guilt surfaces, and I finally force myself to face it. "The first time we met you watched me screaming for the man I loved to save me, a man I still loved long after I thought I killed him. You saw me try to save him that day, you saw me run forward to grab him as he fell, you were the one who pulled me back from that ledge before I could go down with him. You and I both knew I loved him, even when we first slept together that night at Endor. That's all it was, sex, but it became something more."

"But not enough," he finishes and sighs heavily. "Kyra, honey, you don't need to apologise after all this time, I knew what I was getting into-"

"That doesn't make it your fault," I interrupt, wondering if he's blamed himself for this as much as I've blamed myself. "I was vulnerable, you wanted to help me, care for me. For me it was just sex but for you it never was. Not even the last time we were together, less than a year ago. I wanted to love you like I loved Boba which was my mistake, because the way I loved him was toxic and possessive and went against everything my father taught me about how I should love. After that I was incapable of loving anyone properly, not just you but Leia and Luke and everyone else I called family, I ran away every time I got too close because of it. So I became the only thing I thought I could be, what I thought was the closest thing I could be to a Jedi again, a soldier incapable of love."

And like Leia he looks at me like he can't recognise me, except unlike her the person he's looking at he's never truly seen before. Leia knew me before Mandalore fell, before Boba, before all of it. Lando had the misfortune of loving me at my worst.

"Then what's changed?" he asks and for the first time I decide to be truly honest with him.

"I'm in love with someone," I tell him and he looks even more shocked than Leia was. "A Mandalorian bounty hunter of all things, his son is strong with the force and he asked me to train him, I've been travelling with him since I arrived on Tatooine. Being with him, raising the child with him, I want it. I want to be with him, to love him how he deserves to be loved, how you deserved to be loved."

His face softens and I see the friend I've known for all these years above all else. "Oh Kyra, honey, you really are in love aren't you?" I nod and he looks genuinely happy. "You are an incredible woman, it's why I loved you, not because you were ever in need of saving. I did want to marry you, and honestly if you were to ask me now I still would, but I've always known you needed to take your own path and if it's led you to someone you think you might marry someday then I couldn't be happier for you."

Tears fill my eyes and he wipes my cheeks. "I was expecting you to be the one who'd be upset."

"Oh trust me I was for a long time, but it's been years," he reminds me gently. "I've never stopped loving you, it's just different now. If you were to say the word I'd give it another go but where we stand right now is a good place, it has been for a while now, but this is the first time I've ever seen you in such a good place, and if it's because of this mysterious Mandalorian then I couldn't be happier for you both."

And this is the Lando I loved, even if it wasn't the way he deserved. "I did love you Lando, never doubt that, and I still do but like you said, it's different now. You are a person I want in my life for a long time to come, I just wish I never caused you so much pain, that I was able to look at myself in a mirror and not hate what I saw before expecting anyone else to be able to love me, let alone love properly."

He gives me a proud half-smile. "I forgave you a long time ago honey, these last years I've just been glad to have you in my life, and let's not lie, the sex was pretty damn good as well." We both laugh through our tears, neither of us being able to deny that.

"It was pretty damn good," I admit, knowing that he's a man who knows how to pleasure a person, man or woman, or from what he's proudly claimed even droids. He's a man who doesn't limit himself when it comes to love and pleasure. "But I'm afraid that part of our friendship has to come to an end."

"That's alright, it's about time it did," he agrees and the tension between us begins to disappear. "Even though we were a mess most of the time we definitely had our moments, but now you have another chance at love, we both do."

I nod along before exclaiming "We both do?"

He becomes surprisingly shy as he admits "I may have met someone, a lovely Sacorrian businesswoman, Tendra Rissant. A gorgeous woman who has quite the knack for the industry."

And he had a shine in his eyes I haven't seen in a long time. "I'm glad to hear it Lando, I really am."

It's then we hear the familiar sound of Luke's x-wing overhead.

"Always fashionably late," Lando says and we both laugh, finally at ease with each other in a way we haven't been in a long time. "And don't think this gets you out of telling me about this Mandalorian you're in love with, maker knows Han's gonna want to meet him."

The thought of the two meeting truly does make me laugh, yet I can't help to see the similarities between them. Two men with less than legitimate careers travelling the galaxy in their ships which are well, very old with likely quite illegal modifications, both in love with the heir to a fallen planet, a daughter of a Jedi, both raising a force sensitive son as well.

It's ironic really.

That's when my thoughts stop at one word, loving. Din and I have never said it, never dared to, but we've said the word countless times in every stolen glance, every silent embrace, every time we make our vows to one another, to the point where saying it feels almost like a formality rather than a confession.

By the time we make it back to the cabin Han and Leia are already greeting Luke, Chewie more at ease, and I can tell they've figured it out, for now at least.

"Luke," I call out, smiling broadly at my brother and I run to hug him, having missed him more than I thought. "I have so much to tell you."

"I know you do," he says knowingly, more in touch with the force than I've ever been, and as a master and a sister, it makes me more proud than he could ever know. He looks at me equally proud. "You're on the right path."

I hug him again tightly, needing his insight more than ever, but before I can ask him anymore Han calls out "It's time to eat!"

~

We all sit by the fire Lando and I built while Han and Chewie cook dinner, Leia and Luke talk in the distance, no doubt sharing their mutual concerns until Han calls us over to get plates.

My mind is elsewhere as everyone sits around eating, catching up for the first time in months now, none of us having thought we'd be here mourning a lost friend.

"Rebels from everywhere are arriving for the funeral," Luke says as we watch the ships arriving overhead.

"They'll be reporters no doubt," Leia mutters. "It's hardly like the news has been slow but the death of a war hero is definitely a major news story."

"Speaking of the news," Han says looking to me, and after a few drinks ignoring the warning look Leia gives him. "Would you like to explain to me what the hell you've been doing these past weeks, more like months?"

Before Leia can get up him Luke calmly interrupts. "I saw the speech you made, what happened?"

"Well," I say, not knowing where to start. "I have a padawan."

The boys all begin questioning me, wanting to see him, until Leia cuts them off. "He's the most adorable little thing, a baby really."

"Luke," I say, knowing that he'd know better than anyone else. "He's one of Yoda's species."

"Yoda's!" he exclaims. "How?"

"I wish I knew," I say and that's when he has a solution.

"I've been trying to restore artifacts to the old temple on Coruscant, they might have some information in their database."

I nod along, knowing I'll need to mention it to Din once I return home to him. "Then I suppose that's where I'll be going next once I return to Chandrila to get the Child."

"What's his name?" Lando asks and that's when I laugh awkwardly.

"He doesn't have one, but considering he's fifty I'm sure he does we just don't know it yet," I say, laughing at their expressions ranging from shock to concern. A common occurrence that's not about to stop as I ramble on. "It's a long story filled with giant creatures and blowing things up, not to mention my aunt Bo-Katan and the fact I have a secret dead brother, also my dead ex lover isn't dead and tried to kill my current one, and Moff Gideon wants me dead. Oh and the Chancellor threatened to have me arrested, so I told her if she wanted to then she can put a declaration of war on Mandalore through the senate. And I'm in love again. It's safe to say I need a drink."

They are all silent as I skull my drink, all of them stunned except for Leia, who is just concerned. and so before Han can say another word I tell them all what I told Leia, unable to keep the smile from my face as I tell them about Din and the child.

Han is stunned and all he says when I finish is "Another Mandalorian bounty hunter?"

"Han," Leia scolds and assures the boys "I've met him, you have nothing to worry about. He's nothing like Boba Fett."

"Who is alive?" Han asks slowly and I nod stiffly. "Shit."

"I made it clear what will happen if he comes for us," I say, my mind drifting to my little clan. "They are safe on Chandrila, neither Boba or the Moff would be mad enough to come after us there."

"No but other bounty hunters might," Lando says and we all share a look of concern, knowing that while the Empire fell organised crime flourished. "The guild's still active."

"Mando is the best bounty hunter in the parsec, and has contacts within the guild that have his back," I tell them, knowing Greef Karga wouldn't hand us over. "I'm more worried about independent bounty hunters than the guild, maker knows Boba would have plenty of contacts who went into hiding after the Empire fell."

"We can worry about all that later," Luke says calmly. "We'd love to meet them."

"Yeah, no excuses considering the last Mandalorian bounty hunter you hid from us," Han chimes in and I use the force to flick a small rock up at his forehead. "Ow!"

"Kyra," Luke says slowly, but I can see the little smile on his face he tries to hide. "Weren't you the one who taught me that was an inappropriate use of the force?"

"Yes but highly appropriate in this situation," I jokingly retort and assure them "You'll meet them both when we return to Chandrila. He- he's incredible, he's one of the most caring men I've ever known, certainly unlike any bounty hunter I've ever known. Maker I haven't even seen his face, let alone slept with him, and I'm falling in love."

Lando and Leia knowing this don't react overly, yet Han is purely scandalised. "The hell you mean you haven't slept with him? It's you we're talking about."

I just roll my eyes, everyone laughing that it's the sex Han's most concerned with, not that I haven't seen his face. "Because we're not together like that, not yet anyways, we're pretty much just co-parenting."

"Co-parenting without sex?" Han comments. "That doesn't sound fun, I'd know."

Leia gives him a glare and he takes a long drink while Luke asks "You haven't seen his face?"

"He- he's a foundling that was raised in a Mandalorian cult," I find myself explaining. "Which decrees that if he takes off his helmet in front of a living creature he can never put it back on. It's honour and tradition for their clan."

"And would you be okay with that?" Luke asks. "Being with someone and never seeing their face."

My answer comes with no hesitation. "For him, yes." ~

The funeral is a sombre occasion as expected, yet I find myself holding onto Luke during it, able to feel the pain, the shock, the grief all so strongly, and I feel a connection to the force that I haven't in so many years. And despite the grief, I am able to feel life more strongly than ever, and with life comes death, and grief.

Once the funeral comes to its conclusion people crowd around Kes, giving him their condolences, and I watch an old friend leading away a young boy, Shara's son. Silently I find my way from the crowd and the reporters and follow them. L'ulo L'ampar says something to the boy who approaches the force sensitive tree Shara, Luke, and I planted here years ago. I come to stand beside L'ulo.

"General," he greets and I can feel the heaviness on his shoulders.

"I haven't seen Poe since he was a babe," I reminisce sadly. "He's too young to lose his mother."

L'ulo looks at me and asks "He admires you, all of the heroes of the rebellion, perhaps a Jedi master could help him."

I nod and walk forward to join Poe by the tree.

"Hi Poe," I say softly, looking at the little curly haired boy. "My name is Kyra."

"I know who you are," he says quietly. "You're a war hero."

"More importantly I was a good friend of your mothers," I say sitting down beside him. "She was such a brave woman, one of the best pilots I've ever known." Fumbling around in my pocket I pull out a holoprojector and hand it to him. "I know what it's like to lose a parent suddenly. I know how it hurts."

"You did?"

"I was eighteen when I lost mine to the war," I tell him. "I can't imagine how you must be hurting, having lost her how you did. But one thing I've learned is that death as much as it hurts isn't final, as long as you hold them dear in your memory they are very much with you always."

Tears well in his dark eyes and I hold the little boy close. "You're very brave, just like your mother. Don't be afraid to grieve her, she was an incredible woman and mother." I look up at the force tree and ask him "Can you feel it Poe?"

While he is no Jedi, children are often more sensitive than most, and having grown up so close to the force I wouldn't be surprised if he did have a connection most children do not have. He nods and I explain.

"The force is in everything. It makes up all life. It is life and death. It's what binds us to those we've lost. It's why she will always be with you. Even if you can't see her, you can feel her." And I swear I can feel my father smiling at me. "This tree is very special, it makes the force stronger, almost as a gateway. Whenever you miss her come here and reach out to her, speak with her. Because wherever she is she'll hear you, and know how much she loves you."

I open up his hand and ignite the holoprojector, hearing the little gasp he makes at the sudden sight of his mother, an image I captured of him and his mother in the midst of the Rebellion and tears slip down his cheeks.

"That's of you and your mom during the war when you were just a toddler. She fought every day so she could come home to you, to make the galaxy a better place for you."

"It's not fair," he sniffles. "Why, why is she gone?"

"It's not fair," I say sadly, rubbing his back as I've often rubbed the Childs. "The universe is a very unfair place where bad people live and good people die. But in the end, the light will always win. Your mom was a hero Poe, and an incredible woman. And I'm sure that you will grow up to be just as good-hearted as she was. That's all a parent can hope for their child."

And when I say those words I can almost feel the Child, systems away.

"I want to be a pilot," he tells me. "Just like Mom."

"Then you'll be a pilot," I smile. "If you are anything like your mom you'll be one of the best in the galaxy."

"I don't want to be just a pilot, I want to fight like she did," he decides and my heart drops.

"She fought so you wouldn't have to," I say sadly, knowing what is coming. "And I pray you never will have to."

And I look up at the force tree as I sit there silently with Poe, reflecting in a way I haven't in so long. Finally able to see clearly. To see past the emotions which cloud my judgement. And the force guides me to one place.

Home.

[fanfic-cave]

Abandoned

Rating: SFW/PG-13 (although theres kissing and stuff if you dont want to read that in public)

Word Count: 2.2k

Pairing: Hunter x Fem Jedi!OC

Warnings: Angst, fighting and arguing, talks about order 66/jedi being killed, making out it gets a little heated ya’ll

Summary: Hunter has discovered Sera's intentions to abandon the team and leave. The have an argument, amongst other things. Does she stay, or will she leave the bad batch for good?

Authors note: More OC stuff, I just get scenes in my head and I have to write them out. This is the furthest ahead ive gotten in the story I think. I have ideas of other things (which kinda get hinted at here), but im not sure how exactly I want to accomplish them.

Be sure to check out my post and put in your 2 cents on what I should write next!

Tags: @mangoberry99

You walked into the small, dark room, with Hunter right on your heels. He was definitely mad at you.

You tightened the mask on your face, and kept your hood up. Hunter switched the lights on and shut the door. “You were going to leave?” Hunters voice was raised, practically growling. He whipped around to look at you, his eyebrows arched and nostrils flaring. Yup. Pissed.

“I don’t expect you to understand.” You folded your arms defensively. “Just cause you’re a Jedi?” Hunter spoke loudly. “You owe us an explanation.” Somehow you thought Hunter really meant that you owed him an explanation.

You turned your face away, saying nothing. You didn’t feel obliged to share anything, you just wanted to retreat and hide like you always had. Hunters mouth turned down into a frown, and you could tell he was getting more upset. “I hate to break it to you, but being a Jedi doesn’t make you more special or different than the rest of us-"

“Hold on a damn minute-" you interjected, uncrossing your arms.

“And you don’t get to shut us out just because you are one.” He spat it out and you felt your face heat up with anger. “You were going to go without saying goodbye, Sera. You realized how messed up that is?” He was yelling now.

“I told you, you wouldn’t understand!” You yelled back. Your hands balled up into fists.

“No, I don’t! How could you befriend us, gain our trust, and just leave? Omega-"

“Don’t.” you interrupted before he could finish. Your voice had lowered in pitch, but it was loud and it echoed around the room. “Don’t bring her into this.” You were doing this to protect them, especially her. You didn’t want him to guilt trip you by using her.

“It would’ve destroyed her. You can’t face that? That you were going to abandon her?”

“You have no right-!” You turned to face him, pointing a finger at him and walking up to him.

“Take that damn thing off.” Hunter said. You froze. You knew he was referring to the mask. He stared at you with a hard look on his face, still fuming with anger. “I said take it off.” He ordered.

You yanked it off and threw it at his feet, hoping to hit his foot. He easily moved his left foot to avoid getting hit. “Happy?” You threw up your hands as you said it, venom laced in your tone. Your mask felt like your defense, a protection. You felt safe with it, and you had worn it since abandoning the clone wars and the Jedi order. You felt too vulnerable and exposed without it right now.

“Don’t lecture me, I know what I was doing, and I-" your voice cracked. You took a step back and took a breath. “I thought it was better than the alternative.” Your voice was quieter now. You looked down, then you turned around, your back to him. You didn’t want to see him, to face him. You placed your hands on the table in front of you, leaning forward and taking slow deep breaths.

“How would that be better?” Hunter's voice was lower in volume, matching yours. He seemed upset, but not angry anymore. He sounded hurt, or maybe sad.

You finished another deep breath. “The Jedi are being hunted down. I can only hide for so long.” Your voice was much quieter now, barely above a whisper. You felt weight on your chest as you said it. You crossed your arms and hugged yourself, trying to squeeze away the tight feeling in your chest. Once you started, you couldn’t stop. “I could feel it when the Jedi were killed, Hunter. Thousands of voices being silenced. And now, I can feel it.” Hunter waited for you to finish. “The Empire knows there are hidden Jedi across the galaxy, and they’re going to come and find us.”

You turned to face him, tears in your eyes. Hunter looked worried as he listened to you, watching your movements. “If you’re with me, you could all be killed.” You choked out the last part, the tears coming out. You covered your mouth with your hands, trying to hold in the cries that escaped your mouth.

You squeezed your eyes tight and couldn’t see, but you felt arms wrapped around your shoulders and pulled you in. You received the hug and wrapped your arms around Hunters torso, then buried your face into his chest. You couldn’t keep it in anymore, the sobbing escaping you, ripping through your chest.

“Shh,” Hunter quietly began comforting you. You felt his hand stroking your hair, the other arm squeezing you tight against him. You held onto him as you cried, like holding him would help you hold yourself together.

You stayed there for a minute, quietly sobbing while Hunter stroked your hair and quieted your cries. After a minute had passed, he spoke. “You remember what I told you when we found out you were a Jedi?” He paused and you waited quietly, tears still rolling down your cheeks. “I said we would protect you.” You had stopped sobbing, and you took shaky breaths in and out.

You felt him kiss the top of your head. You pulled away from his chest to look up at him. He wiped the tears out of your eyes with his thumb. “I promise, I won’t let the Empire kill you,” he had grabbed your chin, and looked into your eyes with intensity as he spoke. You smiled at his optimism. Normally you might argue that he couldn’t guarantee that, but he looked so set in his decision. You didn’t think you could persuade him otherwise.

He leaned in to press his forehead against yours, and you met him halfway, enjoying the moment of closeness. You felt like he was grounding you, keeping you here in the moment instead of fearing for the future. “Is this okay?” You felt his breath hit your face as he spoke. It was warm, and he smelled nice. You nodded. He squeezed you around the waist and pulled you in tighter, your hips now touching.

You felt your heart skip a beat. You two had never been quite this affectionate. You had an idea that Hunter might feel something more than friendship towards you. There had been moments, exchanged glances, lingering touches. Conversation where you both opened up, and had been vulnerable with each other. You already knew how you felt, but never were quite sure where exactly he stood.

You opened your eyes, and examined his face. You could see details that you couldn’t make out without being this close. The details in his tattoos, the shape of his eyes, of his face, his mouth. You felt yourself become more brave. You tilted your face to the right, your nose skimming past his. His lips were not even an inch away from yours now.

You saw Hunter's eyes open, and he was watching you. You waited, not wanting to advance more without permission. You held eye contact for a moment. He looked at you questioningly, processing what you were doing. You waited for him to pull away or come closer. You quietly froze there, the two of you only breathing and examining each other in your closeness, neither of you sure what would happen. You found yourself getting lost in his brown eyes for that short moment.

Suddenly Hunters lips were against yours, his hand at the back of your neck, fingers reaching into your hair. You breathed in through your nose, and your bodies began to move together. You felt yourself rise up to your toes to reach him, to get closer. Your arms were still wrapped around his torso, and you pulled yourself closer to him, just as his other hand gently pushed you in from the small of your back, trying to close every gap between your bodies.

After a minute, Hunter pulled away to allow yourselves a second to breath. He studied your face, like he was trying to memorize it. “It’s about damn time.” You said between breaths, and he laughed. His eyes seemed to light up with excitement. You reached up to his neck and brought him back in. You felt a burning in your chest as you continued kissing him. You wrapped your fingers around his biceps, and began to push him towards the nearest wall. He let you move him, his arms around your waist, making sure you came right along with him. You went back up on your toes, reaching to kiss him.

Hunters hands shifted away from you, then you felt them grab you underneath your thighs. You were suddenly lifted up, your legs reflexively wrapping around him. You gasped and broke from the kiss, holding onto him to keep yourself from falling.

“I’ve got you.” He spoke confidently, placing one hand on your shoulder as the other fully held you up. Then, he took a few steps and set you down on the table. Your face was now an even height with his. You made a face “You think I’m too short to kiss you?” You huffed out. Hunter smiled and said “You are kinda short-“

“Oh shut up.” You grabbed his shoulders and forcefully brought him back in. You tightened your legs on him, as if trying to lock him in place. He had one hand on your hip, the other touched the back of your shoulder where your bare skin was exposed. It felt like a fire was ignited where his fingertips met your skin. Hunter broke away and planted kisses on your cheek, then he moved to your jaw. You felt yourself reach at his shirt on his back, tempted to start pulling at it. You felt intoxicated by the moment, drinking in the bliss you felt as his kisses moved to your neck.

Wait. How did I get here again?

You released him and pulled away gently as the thought crossed your mind. Hunter stopped and took a step back from you, being sure to give you space if you wanted it. Your legs no longer were wrapped around him, you sat on the table and Hunter stood just a foot away from you. “Did I overstep?” Hunter asked. He watched you carefully, concern written all over his face.

“No, no I loved that Hunter,” you reached your hand out and grabbed his. You gave him a reassuring squeeze. “I’m just trying to process. Weren’t we just fighting?” You looked back up at him. He looked up, trying to recall the events. “Right, and then you were crying-“

“And now we’re kissing.” You laughed and shook your head. “That really escalated huh?” You looked back up to him as you spoke. Hunter was smiling, he looked genuinely happy.

You ran your hand through your hair, your braid now very much messed up. You began to undo it. Hunters smile faded and his eyebrows knitted together.

“What is it?” You asked.

“You won’t leave, right?” He asked, the brooding expression you were all too familiar with was set back onto his face.

“Oh.” Right, I was going to leave. You felt your heart squeeze. “No, I don’t think I will.” You said after thinking. Hunter sighed in relief. “Good.” He approached you again, wrapping his arms around your waist. “I wouldn’t let you anyways.” You raised your eyebrows at him. “Oh, you wouldn’t let me?” Like he could stop me. You kept that thought in your head.

“No.” He spoke firmly. His eyes locked with yours, and he looked determined. “I know the empire is hunting down the last of the Jedi, but we’re not exactly on good terms with them either.” You listened as he spoke.

“I don’t like the thought of you trying to survive on your own. I’ve always had my brothers, and having a squad, or a family, to rely on has gotten us all through it. I want you to rely on us, let us help you.” He put a hand on your cheek as he finished, and leaned in closer to you. He looked almost sad as he said it. You realized if he really cared about you, the thought of you leaving must hurt as much as leaving him would’ve hurt you.

You took a deep breath, then spoke. “Since I left the order, and the war, I’ve always been on my own. Having someone to rely on again has been a bit of an adjustment.” Hunter kept his eyes fixed on you, hand still on your cheek. You moved to put your hand on top of his. “I’m still learning how not to run, and I don’t want to run from you.” You squeezed his hand and looked into his eyes. “Honestly, I think I love you.”

Hunters eyes widened a bit as you said it. You smiled and you could feel yourself blushing. Now, though, you weren’t ashamed.

You saw Hunters eyes move to the door and back to you. Then you heard foot steps and Omega calling for Hunter. “I love you too.” He whispered it, and the door opened.

I know. You mouthed it, then slid off the table to stand next to him. You could practically hear him roll his eyes and you smiled.

I don’t think I could leave now. Not even if I wanted to.

[heywejustheretohavefum]

Attachment - Chapter One

- to clarify, you are an adult in this story. also, im sorry my writing is so bad and that i have not proofread this very thoroughly, but hell, this isnt my job and i dont have to be good at it -

word count : 1.5k

warnings : none, i think

From the start, your relationship with Master Skywalker was unorthodox. Yet the bond you shared was a strong one, though it started strangely.

He had been showing you to your quarters after your fateful meeting with the Jedi Counsel. After the excitement of the day, you were more than ready to take a much needed rest; the emotions which you had ignored rising up through you. It seemed as if your new master sensed this, as he didn’t attempt to make conversation. It was you who talked first.

“I killed him,” you said. (e/c) eyes still staring at the floor, you didn’t notice his clear blue gaze settle onto your bowed head. “The man who killed my mother.” Though you paused, as if to allow him to say something in response to your confession, Anakin stayed quiet. What could he say? ‘Me too’? For he had done the same thing on Tatooine on that awful day when his mother was taken from him.

“I didn’t have to…I did it because I wanted to,” you looked up at him this time, your soft eyes staring into his steelier ones. You both stopped, standing still in the middle of the halls of the Jedi Temple. It was a moment of understanding, and the way your (h/c) locks cradled your face made Anakin feel calmer than he ever had before.

Yet as your bond grew brighter, Anakin and Padmé’s slowly dimmed. He was given six weeks leave from the war in order to train his new padawan, which he had originally planned to spend with his wife as well. Yet as the days drifted by, he found himself wanting to leave your side left. By the third week, he had stopped sleeping in the secret apartment he and Padmé had shared. The Chosen One didn’t understand it; how he had longed for Padmé only weeks ago and now had no desire to see her.

Perhaps it was you. Or more specifically, the fact that you knew of his and Senator Amidala’s forbidden relationship. Anakin still didn’t understand how you found out about them.

You had been early for your training, as always. Master Skywalker, though he tried, could never get to the training room before you. And as always, you were meditating upon his arrival; Anakin swore he had never met a Jedi who enjoyed meditating more than you.

“I thought Jedi weren’t allowed to have attachments,” your voice was soft and just as lovely as ever when you spoke to him, your eyes meeting his own.

“We’re not,” Anakin responded with a classic smirk gracing his handsome face.

“Then how come you're married to Senator Amidala?” You didn’t expect your question to be answered, clearly, as you stood up from your cross-legged position on the floor.

Your master’s head whipped up, following your movements as you walked to get a training staff to practice with. “I...H-how do you know? About Padmé and me?”

(e/c) eyes stare down at the dueling staff, giving it a gentle twirl in your hand. “I don’t know. I just...knew,” you paused, turning to look at him again. “And it’s ‘Padmé and I’, not ‘Padmé and me’.”

But was it really just the simple anxiety of having another person know of them? Anakin wasn’t so sure. After yet another fight with Padmé, he had gone to the only person who he could vent to - you, which then led to a late night sparring session.

Elegant blue clashes with the brilliant emerald green of your own saber. Over and over again they collide in blinding fury; both fighters stay on equal footing until Master Skywalker slashes unexpectedly at your shins. Just in time, you jump, landing with practiced grace on the hilt of his weapon. Twisting his wrists to angle the glowing blade up into your back, Anakin swings again. Jumping over his head, you dodge the fiery cerulean sword before wrapping your legs around his throat. Your master falls backwards from the unexpected shift in weight. The wind is knocked out of you as you crash onto the ground, but a second later you find the strength to summon the saber which had fallen from your master’s hand. You swiftly straddle him, and with a saber dangerously close to both sides of his throat, Anakin concedes to you.

“That was quite the impressive fight,” Obi-Wan Kenobi says. The bearded man had been secretly watching your entire battle with his former padawan; he’s impressed by your dexterity and skill after only a few months of training.

“Thank you, Master Kenobi,” you say, bowing to him.

“How does it feel to be beaten by your padawan, Anakin?” He asks with a smirk which only widens as he sees Anakin’s frown deepen.

“You should know very well what that’s like, my former master,” Anakin retorts. You laugh sweetly, snorting slightly as you try desperately to breathe between giggle fits. Both blue-eyed men watch as you chortle with softened expressions.

“Master Skywalker’s only mad because he hasn’t won against me in a week,” you declare proudly, twisting around to face Obi-Wan. “Even if it’s probably only because I know his fighting style so well by now.”

“Well then, would you care for more of a challenge?” Master Kenobi asks, noticing but ignoring his former padawan’s glare; the bright smile you offer him being far more captaving.

“It would be an honor, Master Kenobi.”

The fight was a long one, both of you being skilled fighters despite your short time training with a lightsaber. It ended with you yielding after being pinned against the wall by the older man with a saber at your throat. Anakin watches with resentment as Obi-Wan steps away from you, allowing you to move away from the wall.

“You certainly do have a strange fighting style, padawan,” the bearded man comments; your style was different from other Jedi - instead of relying solely on your lightsaber like most, you used it as a distraction to try and get in more physical attacks in order to disarm your opponent. He guesses it was due to what you learned before arriving at the Jedi Temple.

Sliding your lightsaber back into place, you smile up at Kenobi. “I’m not sure if that’s meant as a compliment or an insult, master,” you say in amusement. Obi-Wan finds the sparkle in your eyes as you meet his own intoxicating, and shocked, he looks away.

The Chosen One glares at his former master, a grimace etched into his handsome features. He doesn’t understand the feeling of boiling resentment in his gut, nor why he wants to shove Obi-Wan across the room - anything to get him away from you. “It’s late,” he says, hopefully without any annoyance he felt evident in his voice. The way you look up at him, almost shocked as if you forgot about him, only serves to aggravate him more. “I’ll walk you to bed (n/n).” It wasn’t often that your master used his nickname for you in front of others, and you silently wonder why he does now. You decide it’s because he’s more comfortable around Obi-Wan than any other Jedi.

“No need, Anakin, I can accompany your padawan to their chambers. You should keep training if you hope to beat your apprentice again,” Master Kenobi responds with a smug grin, his azure eyes slyly glancing at his former padawan.

“But they are my apprentice, Obi-Wan. I really must insist on walking them myself.” For a few moments their eyes met, both men waiting for the other to back off. After some seconds of tension, two sets of blue eyes break way from each other and to your giggling figure.

“Boys, boys, you’re both pretty,” you say facetiously, rolling your (e/c) eyes at their antics. “You can both take me to bed.” Both men stammer, a heavy blush on their faces as they stutter vehement denials of what you insinuated. Nevertheless, once you walk out the door, both follow behind you quickly in order to catch up.

In the halls, one on either side, you three chatter on about nothing in particular - missions and tales of their heroics being the men’s favorite thing to talk about as they subconsciously try to one up each other. “In the end I destroyed 42 droids, even without my lightsaber,” Anakin brags, glancing down to see your reaction.

“Really? Because I seem to remember having to save you as you hid behind a rock,” Obi-Wan corrects him, smiling when you laugh at the two boy’s banter. The bearded man easily avoids the foot Anakin puts out to try and trip him as pay-back.

“Well,” you start, stopping in front of your bedroom, “this is me! Thank you both for walking me back, masters.” You bow to the knights respectfully.

“It was nothing, young one,” Master Kenobi responds.

“Yeah, no problem at all (n/n).”

一

The two men, left alone in the hallway outside your room, stare at the door you had just walked into. “Remember, Anakin,” Obi-Wan starts, “Jedi aren’t allowed to have attachments.” His voice is even, thanks to a great deal of effort on his part. With tense shoulders and a frown that settled on his face once you were out of sight, he looks over to his former padawan.

“Are you reminding me, or yourself?” Anakin says coldly.

[rebel-ezra]

what time is it? time for me to release another chaotic star wars review into the world

attack of the clones went a lil like this:

(I gave up on college work for today so I deserve this)

“there was no danger at all” *massive explosion* 

“IS THAT JAR JAR BINKS”

that’s fucking obi-wan kenobi

is that anakin is he hot now

so anakin is a lil bitch (affectionate) now huh

“boba fett???”

obi-wan just straight up jumped through a window he has zero surviving skills confirmed 

anakin just threw himself off the ship he also has zero surviving skills confirmed

a,, changeling? couldn’t they come up with a better name

“BOBA FET???”

anakin is such a short tempered lil boy

obi-wan’s “hello dex” I adore him

attachment is forbidden???? wow that sucks

OHHH ANAKIN AND PADME KISSED

“jango fett????”

“IS THAT Boba Fett WHY IS HE A CHILD?”

what if padme is luke and leia’s mom 

“HEY! do not shoot at obi-wan”

“oh not good” I’m LAUGHING

tatooine <3

“oh blast this is why I hate flying” sir I love you

10/10 anakins mom is not going to sur- she died

“don’t get mad anakin dont get mad NO this is how you get to the dark sideeeeee”

“the most powerful jedi ever” ok bro go off

listen you little shit [anakin] it is not obi-wan’s fault obi-wan is the light of my life don’t you dare accuse him

DONT TELL ME OBI-WAN GOT SHOT

he’s alive <3

“I wish he [qui-gon] was still alive” WHY WOULD YOU BRING THAT UP

I love how they get all serious “I will never join you” and then they have to say “dooku” lmfao I would not be able to keep a straight face

C3PO NOOOOO be CAREFUL with him

“oops” sir your HEAD is GONE

“not again” YOU MEAN THIS ISNT THE FIRST TIME YOU BROKE YOUR LIGHTSABER??

“then we decided to come and rescue you” “good job” IM PISSING MYSELF 

OBI-WAN WITH A SPEAR OBI-WAN WITH A SPEAR I REPEAT OBI-WAN WITH A FUCKING SPEAR!!!

the lil kiss padme gave anakin omg

IS THAT A JEDI I KNOW HIM I JUST FORGOT HIS NAME

a purple lightsaber omg

AAAAA THERES SO MANY JEDI

THIS IS EPIC

HE BEHEADED JANGO FETT 

oh no the jedi are losing

YODA TO THE RESCUE

OBI-WAN NO

DOUBLE LIGHTSABER ANAKIN OH- he destroyed one

I misheard “count dooku” as “cunt dooku”

does yoda even have a lightsaber OH HE DOES

omg I thought yoda was like this old lil creature but he’s JUMPING

BEGUN THE CLONE WAR HAS?? OH NO

yooo are anakin and padme getting married what happened to the whole no attachment thing

THAT’S THE END?????

[obibabykenobi]

————daddy issues

𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚋𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚒 𝚡 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝

warnings: angst, daddy issues, some fluff

summary: reader struggles with attachment issues to obi and he comforts

(hi!!! this is my very first oneshot, so constrictive critism is encouraged! i hope you guys liked this one. i was inspired by the song Daddy Issues by The Neighbourhood and just wanted to dive right into this. i kinda like this whole writing thing so please send in some requests and ill try to see if i can make it happen!)

it was a late night on Coruscant, however the night life was still very much alive. you lay there in your chambers, starring up at the ceiling and listening to the roaring sounds of the night. you hated it here, the temple, the feelings you had to keep in a lock deep down into your very being, and you hated him.

you knew that was a lie. he was magnetic, electric. his own voice rang alarms in your head. his gentle touches rose goosebumps. his presence made you lose all ability to breathe. he had to have sensed it by now, after all these years of training you everything he knows.

when you first realized your feelings for him, you were sure it was nothing and just admiration for a father figure. you were oh so wrong. you realized it was more, with one particular conversation.

you two had been training in a meadow, the most calming place for you to gather your thoughts. after many hours of relentless mind and force controlling on little bugs or rocks, your master decided to let you take a break. he sat down beside you on the ground with a huff.

“another successful day.” he mentioned. he looked over at you with his charming smile. you nodded and laughed. “yea, it was.” a comfortable silence settled between you two. it was nice, but thoughts were whirring inside your brain, not able to handle the thought of him sitting next to you, the man who’s been by your side for years and you’re trying so hard to keep your composure.

he looked over at you with concern in his eyes. the beautiful golden hour hue decorating his face. “little one, your thoughts are so loud.” you know he couldn’t comprehend what you’re saying, but can just hear your brain making a fuss. “sorry...”

“what’s wrong, my young Padawan?” he faced his body in your direction, complete focus and attention on you. you kind of squirmed in your spot. you brought your legs up to your chest and settled your head on your knees, looking at him.

“how do you do it?” you asked. you watched as confusion took over his features. “do what?”

you looked down at the grass, watching a bug land on a blade. “having no father...how do you do it? I’m sorry if...if I came off a little too strong there, master.” you heard a sigh and looked up at him. you watched as he started playing with the grass.

“i had many people to look up to. it was hard at first, not having any father to play catch with. or a mother, but the teachings, Qui Gon...” he trailed off. you watched as he bit his lip. you shouldn’t have brought it up, you wanted to so badly take back your words.

he put a reassuring hand on yours. “it’s quite alright.” his eyes softened. “Master Qui Gon was...a father to me.” he looked directly into your eyes. “and if you see me as one too, ill do whatever I can do for you.”

from that day forward, you’ve been hopelessly attached to your master, Obi Wan Kenobi.

you heard a knock at your door, you could sense it was your master. your heart was beating a mile a minute. with a shaky “come in, master.” he brought himself in.

“i came to drop off your robe, you seemed to have left it in the training room.” he sat down a neatly folded robe at the desk across the room. it wasn’t your robe, yours was in the closet like it always was.

“master, why are you really here?” you asked with a teasing tilt to your voice. he let out light huff and sat at the edge of your bed. “you caught me.”

the city lights and dark purples/blues coming in from the window danced on his face. he was enchanting. you sat up and scooted down the bed to sit next to him. “what’s up?”

“i should be asking you that, i could hear your thoughts all the way across the temple.” you froze. you awkwardly scratched your head. “hah, sorry about that. just worried about our next mission.”

he raised a suspicious eyebrow at you. “I know a lie when I hear one.” you awkwardly shuffled in your spot. he couldn’t know, he couldn’t. he couldn’t know about your embarrassing attachment to him because of your daddy issues and how you’ve been thinking so much about running away with him.

“padawan, id like to try something. but you have to let your shields down.” you whipped your head up to look at him. he was going to read your mind. “i don’t-...im not sure thats a good idea.” he folded his arms.

“young one, i can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s wrong.” you gulped. having a mini debate in your head. you would finally feel free, having him know the truth. but if he knew, he would transfer you to another master. or even worse, another Jedi temple. you don’t know what you would do if you couldn’t feel him around you anymore. you gripped the sheets with your hands, biting your lip. you didn’t want to leave him. you wanted to see him. but...what if he doesn’t send you away? what if...he understands and helps you? what if he...reciprocates? what if-

he snapped his fingers in front of you. “stars to y/n?” you looked up at him. in a quiet, reassuring voice that could lull you to sleep, he says “i just want to help you.” your mouth felt dry, but how could you say no to ocean eyes like his. you nodded, allowing him acces to your mind. he softly told you to close your eyes and to relax. you tried very hard to relax. you felt his fingers touch your temples, you felt him knock on your shields. you let them down, let all of them down. he was finally going to know everything.

after a few minutes, you felt his fingers slowly leave you. you opened your eyes, looking at him. he looked so sad, so...vulnerable.

he saw everything. he saw the admiration that turned into deep feelings. he saw the sorrow you had built up. he saw the locked box full of thoughts, thoughts about him. he saw the issues you go through. he saw your mind yearning for him and his everything.

“oh, darling. come here.” he said. he immediately brought you into his arms. that’s when you started crying, so quietly into his neck. he felt guilt ridden, and horrible for not being able to be there for you and not knowing. that’s when he realized he knows exactly what you’re going through. “im so sorry, little one. if i would have known your feelings...”

he’s the one taking the heat for it all, and you’re so surprised he’s not disgusted. you gripped onto him for dear life. your body wracked with sobs. “it’s okay to cry, little one.”

after what seemed like many hours of soaking his robe, you finally broke away from his arms and looked up at him. “you’re not mad...why aren’t you mad?” you asked.

both his hands gently cupped your cheeks. his thumb wiped a single tear away from your cheek. your lips were still quivering from how affectionate he was being. “because i know exactly how you feel, you’re not alone.”

your breath hitched. your hands wrapped around his wrists, you leaned into his touch. “on...on which part?” your voice wavered.

you touched foreheads, you felt his breath on your face and all you could do was stare at his lips, and watch them as he said “all of them.” he gently connected his lips with yours.

[littlespaceporgs]

The Clone Wars Reacts - Part 5

Or Leah loses her shit at Jar Jar, thirsts for Aayla Secura for an episode and a half, and then swoons for Riyo Chuchi.

Welcome once more to the Reacts series! I’m a busy woman for now but I am setting up a schedule for this series which will be

Today we’re covering episodes 12, 13, 14 and BONUS! 15. This is because I got super bored during episode 14 and basically didnt write anything so, here you go! As per usual, major spoiler alert for season 1 of the clone wars! If you haven’t read the previous parts to this series, I suggest you do so that you can follow along! 

Part 1 - Episodes 1 and 2 Part 2 - Episodes 3, 4 and 5 Part 3 - Episodes 6, 7 and 8 Part 4 - Episodes 9, 10 and 11

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We’re well past the half-way point, so there is 2 parts left of season 1, and then onto season 2! So lets get into it!

Episode 12: The Gungan General

> heheheheheheheh jar jar I am KEEN

> I get hondo and jar jar in one episode

>> this’ll be funny

>>> actually no scratch that, this is gonna be hilarious

> oh and they woke up in a cell this will be fun

> HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA AND THEYRE BOUND TO DOOKU

> DISASTER I TELL YOU

> “if I keep my mouth shut you’ll devise a plan so get off the god forsaken planet?” “YES”

> this dude seems traitorous as fuck (im referring to one of the pirates, not dooku shockingly)

> I wish Ahsoka and Yoda were in this too, I want more disaster lineage

> ah he is indeed a traitor

> “HEIDY HO CHANCELLOR”

> JAR JAR WHOO

> “stop messing around, we’re landing. Secure yourself” “MESA TRYING ITS STUCK”

> promptly followed by jar jar falling everywhere

> oh and now he’s in the cockpit

> oh shit that senator guy is definitely dead right?

> “do control tour protégées insolence” “anakin, control your insolence, the count is concentrating”

> “do we know where we’re going?” “Ssh anakin” “DO we know where we’re going?”

> is it safe? Of course it i- riiiiiight

>> I forgot this was the clone wars for a second, this is gold

> FRIENDS DONT DRUG FRIENDS HONDO

> y’know, dooku’s quite amusing when he’s not trying to kill my favourite characters

> “are you now in command” “uh no, binks is the highest ranking” ooooohhhh boy

> ooooooohhhh and some mind tricks too, nice

> I hate to say this, but jar jar is actually smart

> holy shit

> beasties are nearby too, we’ll be fine. they run, we run

>> Dayum jar jar actually making good decisions?

> I present a real and accurate image of my reaction to this statement

> Mesa be having an idea oooohhh booooyyy

> obi wan that is no way to speak to your grandmaster

> be patient master the count is elderly and doesn’t move like he used to

> I would kill you both now if I didn’t have to drag your bodies

>> HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH this is the only reaction I’ll accept

> then falling all over each other is the only thing I’ve ever needed to see

> “ this is not going well” no shit

> my question is why did obi wan not drop Dooku?? Does he actually still care about this man?

> you’re right, I don’t think youre going to be friends 🤦‍♀️😂

> sneaky lying snake

> bruh they don’t even know you’ve got the Jedi captive??????????

>> so how does that work you dumbass

> no shit, you will look like fools obi wan

> “there be some bombad clankers” 😂😂

>> “huh YOURE right, bombad clankers” I love the shock

> YOURE RIGHT HE IS SMARTER THAN HE LOOKS, GIVE JARJAR SOME CREDIT

> oh boy anakin, just keep your mouth shut genius

> man electrocution doesn’t look like fun

> HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAH

> The next few lines of confused joy are me reacting to jar jar somehow single handedly taking out 3 tanks

> what the fuck

> JarJar I I’m what-

> JUST DID A GOOD THING, I DONT REGERT THIS THING AT ALLLLLLLL

> fuckin JarJar was great

> “KILL HIM HES NOT A REPRESENTATIVE, HES A PLAGUE” I’m ded 💀😢💀

> serves you right you snake, now dooku gonna choke your ass

> oooohhhhh that’s how these two twits (hondo and obi-wan) became friends

> “and... he knows where you live” Oof the subtle threat is real

> hem I love obi wan very much and his sarcasm

 Episode 13: Jedi crash

> I JUST SAW AAYLA I AM EXCITED I AM ALSO ATTRACTED TO HER VERY MUCH

> SHES HOT

> I LOVE HER

> AND HER VOICE JUST MAKES ME ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️

> I wish I was bly, not gonna lie

> I have a quick question - the 501st colour is blue right? Then why do they have a gold squad, doesn’t the extra colours just confuse things?

> I love seeing anakin and Ahsoka in action coolest thing to watch

> And anakin

>> I am also quite attracted to him

>>> imagine dragging your hands through that hair as he- wait no I have minors in my followers not gonna finish that

> Uh oh

>> Oh anakin you twit

>>> HE LOCKED HOMSELF IN WITH AN EXPLOSION JDGKJDJFKFKFKFKFF

> HES INSANE

> Are all Jedi so reckless? Just the good ones - love this by the way

> Oooohh shit for a STAR

> I mean like? I know anakin doesn’t die, but this shit is concerning

> Perfected the art of destroying ships and getting master almost killed? Sounds familiar

> I hate it when they just call them “padawan “ it just feels very impersonal like bleh

> Like I love aayla but god the Jedi preach some bullshit

>> God forbid someone raises a child and gets attached to it

>>> Like for fucks sake

>>>> Can you tell this is something I’m passionate about?

> Anyway, moving on

> Oh hi anakin! You’re alive!

> That bird lookin thing is tryna eat my boy 😤

> Oop - well that dudes dead

> Aawwwwwww aayla looks so sad, this makes me sad too

> Can we just appreciate this?

> Well these little critters are cute

> Ooooohhh I think I agree with this little dude

> You can skip the paragraph if you like, its just me going off about ‘peacekeeping’

> Alright gonna get mildly into it for a second, the clone wars really gets into it with episodes like this, displaying how the entire galaxy was starting to lose faith in the Jedi and their peacekeeping ways, in the movies we just got that people just started hating the Jedi because they became part of the war, but this really fleshes it out and shows just how slowly and gradually the loss of faith is. Because he’s right, the Jedi aren’t peacekeepers anymore, they bring as much destruction with them that the separatists do and have become symbols of war. They’re fighting for a good reason yes, but they can no longer claim that they are peacekeepers or that they played no role in this war.

> ANYWAY BACK TO REACTS

> AH MY TWO FAVOURITE WOMEN AND A PRETTY BACKGROUND AGAIN!! They really do be doing me a great service

Part 14: Defenders of Peace

> I’m really not into this episode, just saying it now

> Anakins just as bad as obi wan, like honestly just chill bro, fucking REST

>> MY BOYS DESERVE SOME GODDAMN REST AND I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL OK-

> Okay but is it taking a life if it’s a droid?

> Ugh this dudes ugly as fuck

> What did you think was gonna happen?? Of course your village was going to be ransacked

> I could go on forever about the pointlessness of this war like it just makes me mad palpatine you slimy git-

> My reacts this episode are really boring huh, I’m not into it 😭

*fully I didn’t write anything for about 10 minutes here because it’s just a little boring*

> HOLY SHIT NOW THATS A FUCKING WEAPON

> Yep sorry that’s it for this ep, I’m so bored 😂

>> Anyway, bonus episode because that one was short!

Part 15: Trespass

> YES OBIWAN WOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO

> AND IS THAT RIYO CHUCHI I SPY?????

> Hahahahahahahhahahaha it’s not tatooine, you got that right

> Oh god this dude already sounds like a dick (its the chancellor dude but not palpatine)

> Why’s he so defensive over it?

> Oh yikes, that does not look good

> Seppies don’t do that though - this is... odd

> Ah and the same thing has been done to the droids

> Off topic, but I think I’m going to make a clone wars drinking game that I can do while I do my reacts, so I’m going to make that this week, send me your ideas in the comments or dm me!

> Back to ep - pfffffffttt obi wans little taps and then anakin really goes WHACK

> Anyway I’m going to do this in the next couple days and then every Friday night I’ll watch a few eps and drink away

> Alright back to the episode once more

> Abominable snowman????

>> Definitely

> This is gonna go well isn’t it?

> “Well? Say something”

>> “Just shut up” *visible eye roll*

> What the fuck is their mouth

> Okay really obi wan, I think it’s pretty clear they don’t speak basic

> YEEEEEEAAAHHH THATS MY BOI ANAKIN

> Awwwwwwww that shits cute, fucking bear huugggg I want to be hugged like that

> I’m not fussed if it’s anakin, obi wan or kit fisto but please someone love me

>> Preferably kit fisto

> Anyway this dudes a dick (again, its the chancellor dude)

> They obviously have intelligence, and this dude has issues

>> I’m thinking he’s trying to compensate for something 👀

> Oof you really gonna tell a Jedi what to do?

> HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA the other people’s were there already

> Ugh he reminds me of my very racist grandparents oh boy

> You’ve been told like 4 times that it is not your jurisdiction anymore and you still can’t take it?

>> BRUH

> She’s so tiny and adorable and her voice is just 🥰🥰🥰🥰

>> Oh no

>>> I’m simping for another character

> Surely this guy dies

> HAHAHAHAHAH HE JUST GOT SPEARED SERVES YOU RIGHT MOTHERFUCKER

> What a dick, he shall not be missed

> She’s just, so pretty??? And smart????

>> FUCK MY BISEXUAL ASS CANT HANDLE THIS

> he’s seriously not dead yet?

> AAAHH RIYO YOU SMART GIRL YEEEEESSSS NEGOTIATE THAT PEEEEAAACCEEEE

> THATS MY GIRL SENATOR CHUCHI YEEEESSS

Welp that’s it for today folks, it was lovely, see y’all at some point this week where I say the drinking game rules and then next drunken Friday (even though these are gonna be released on saturdays but I write them on fridays?)

[clonesandmoans]

I LOVE the idea of a Jedi getting a new Padawan and they are just this itty bitty little thing that sees these HUGE guys and is just like Ö. And in return the clones see this kid they all collectively get up, look to each other and say "okay, now we are big brothers" taking their drawings and making drawings of their own for the kid, giving shoulder rides, babysitting when the padawans master is away, and maybe once the kiddo makes their OWN clone armor and is like look! Im like YOU!

bless. this is precious. 

- you’re thirteen when you’re assigned to your master, barely out of the créche and absolutely nowhere near ready for war. 

- that doesn’t mean you won’t be thrown on the front though

- stupid jedi 

- one of the downsides to being you, however? you’re short

- ridiculously short

- but this makes you faster on the front, it’s like watching a child on a sugar high jump from droid to droid to droid 

- and watching that incident is what made the 501st love you

- but when you meet them? holy crap, you’re terrified

- these men are freaking enormous. six feet of pure muscle and can kill you with their tiny finger

- ‘’look at them! they’re funsized!” 

- congratulations, you just earned your nickname

- it takes them about five seconds to adopt you, and the 212th is not far behind because you were assigned to kenobi at the same time ahsoka was assigned to skywalker 

- please imagine a group of five of them guarding you as you patrol camp, they’re like your guardian angels and they just will not leave 

- when you get bored at night and can’t sleep, tup lets you paint his armor 

- and then you start drawing on datapads

- spare flimsi

- anything you can get your hands on 

- and when the clones realize you’re drawing them, they go nuts and decide to keep everything you do no matter how terrible it is

- they get those pictures plastered all over the gar barracks after procuring you a sketchbook for your birthday that falls, ironically, on shore leave 

- when you’re tired, they give you piggy back rides

- fives loves carrying you on his shoulders because of another incident in which you were mad at cody for yelling at you, so he let you stand on his shoulders and yeet yourself across the camp to tackle the commander for being a ‘’meany’’ 

but that’s a story for another time (i really like this ask, send another one so i can continue it without making it too long PLEASE) 

[avengersassemble-fics]

Lost and Found

part 04/10 “a trip to illum”

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an: my heart y'all this is killing me slowly LOOK AT HIM HES SO DELICIOUS. I had to google too much about the built of lightsabers but y’know what I do my research. the color of the crystal and the color of the saber itself are supposed to symbolize the ying yang of the readers Force connection. but.... im sure you’ll see that. enjoy!!

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Slap.

A body fell against the mat in a loud oomph. Quickly though, they pulled themselves back up, pushing flyaway strands of their hair from their face. Catching their breath, their eyes locked onto the man who moved across from them.

Anakin was not holding back today. His chest heaved as he twirled his practice saber on his side, and watched as you pushed yourself up from the mat. Your brows furrowed at him but he just chuckled at your mad appearance. You were unarmed, he was trying to get you to be more comfortable in the chance you were ever caught without a lightsaber and while you were getting better, it wasn’t where he was hoping you would be.

“Why don’t you drop the practice saber and we’ll see how much you like this,” your voice rang out, he could tell you were playing but it also sounded serious.

“In battle things aren’t always fair -- you gotta be ready for that,” he replied. You rolled your eyes at him, and he smiled and shook his head, but got back into his stance. You mirrored him, pushing your feet into the ground and wiggling your fingers at your side.

You circled one another, his eyes glancing down at your legs and you focused on his face. Your eyes locked for a moment and you grinned at him, and Anakin narrowed his eyes.

“Stop that,” he warned.

“I don’t know what you mean,” you threw back.

“You’re trying to distract me--”

His sentence cut off short when you came at him, more aggressive than before. He swung the practice saber, and you dodged left, right, leaning backwards at some points, but still pressed him on. Anakin watched each of your legs move forward, inching closer to him, but he took control of the situation. He moved quickly, tossing his practice saber in the air, your eyes following the movement, and he made quick work to get behind you. The saber fell back down before you both, and one of Anakin’s hands gripped your waist, and his other hand snatched the practice saber, placing it against your chest. He held you against him, and you grumbled.

“Looks like another win for me,” he said, his hot breath hitting your neck. You straightened against him, blowing some of your hair from your face.

“You’re sneaky, I’ll give you that,” you replied, tilting your head a bit to glance over your shoulder.

You were close, almost too close for any Jedi to be to someone. Too intimate. Anakin’s eyes were locked with yours, and at this moment they looked a bit darker to you. Something twisted in your stomach when your hot breaths mixed together against your skin. His bare hand lingered on your hip, his grip loosening just a bit but still ghosting against the fabric covering your skin.

“Did you call the point?” you asked. Anakin narrowed his brows.

“What? No not--”

You were too quick. Your elbow collided into his side, not too hard but enough to knock the air from his lungs and his grip to release you. You spun from his embrace to face him, grabbing the practice saber from his grip, and pressing it into his chest. Anakin stood straight, looking from the saber against his chest to your face. You were smiling.

“So it’s my point then?” You cheekily asked him.

Anakin couldn’t help it, he smiled and put his hands on his hips, “Yes I guess it is.”

You lowered the practice saber, offering it back to Anakin, who took it from your. His fingers graced yours, and if you weren’t hot and sweaty at the moment you would have blushed. You walked side by side back to a bench, where you both had laid down your robes. A comfortable silence fell between you both, stealing an occasional glance as you both put your robes back on. Anakin was the first to speak, clearing his throat first.

“I think you’re ready enough for your Saber Trial tomorrow,” he commented. You walked side by side out of the training room, and you laughed a bit.

“Just enough?” You questioned. You looked at him and it looked like he was holding back a grin.

“Enough to hold your own in an empty ice cave,” he answered. You rolled your eyes, looking back before you two. Out of the corner of your eye you saw a woman approaching, dressed in a beautiful dark gown and hair done up from her face. Pale skin that seemed to glow in the sunlight that filtered in. You glanced at Anakin, who now looked..nervous?

“Padawan Skywalker,” she greeted. She smiled at him, and Anakin offered a nod back.

“Senator Amidala,” he greeted, lacing his hands together before him, “is everything alright?”

“I called for your presence,” she said, glancing your way for a moment, “I was told I could find you here.”

He nodded, “Yes I was..training,” he turned to look at you, “will you be fine continuing without me?”

You furrowed your brows, but his eyes looked at you sternly. You glanced at the Senator and nodded, “Of course.”

You didn’t see Anakin the rest of the day. You returned to Obi-Wan’s side, who walked you through what would happen tomorrow. The three of you were to leave on a shuttle to Illum for you to enter the cave and find your saber crystal. He even went over the colors and meanings behind them.

“Blue indicates a Jedi Guardian, a Jedi who uses the Force on a more physical level. Like Anakin and I. Green indicates a Jedi Consular, a Jedi who prefers to reflect on the mysteries of the Force and fight the dark side at its heart. Much like Master Yoda. Yellow indicates a Jedi Sentinel, a Jedi who has honed his or her skills in a balance of combat and scholarly pursuits. Like the Jedi guards.”

“And what about purple? Like Master Windu’s?” You asked.

“Master Windu’s was a gift when he was a youngling,” Obi-Wan said. And that was the end of that conversation.

The next morning you were up and showered relatively quickly. Your nerves had set in, noticeable as you fidgeted with the buttons on your thick coat. Dress warm they had told you, but you could wholeheartedly say you were hot at the moment. Anakin didn’t meet you that morning either, so you made your journey to the transports by yourself. You stepped off the shuttle and onto the landing platform, your eyes landing on Obi-Wan and Anakin who were already there. You were quick to join them, clearing your throat.

“Good morning,” Obi-Wan greeted. Anakin didn’t meet your gaze, instead chatting with Captain Rex.

“Master Kenobi,” you greeted. You looked at the back of Anakin’s head, but he paid you no attention.

Harsh.

You followed behind Obi-Wan, Anakin and Rex bringing up the rear. You stepped up the ramp and slowed your pace when Anakin just brushed past you. You sighed a bit, and Rex came up by your side.

“Glad to see you’re feeling better,” he commented. You smiled as he took his helmet off.

“Thank you, Rex, it’s all thanks to you and Fives. Is he joining us?”

“Afraid not,” he glanced behind you as the ramp shut and motioned towards the lift, “more than one Clone on board and we could draw unwanted attention.”

You scoffed, walking beside him to the lift, “You’re telling me having two Jedi on board isn’t going to warrant attention?”

It surprisingly didn’t. The journey to Illum was short and sweet, maybe two hours tops. As you neared Obi-Wan requested your presence in a bay area. You walked into the room to see him and Anakin waiting for you. You raised a brow at them.

“The Council has decided to do your trial a little..different,” Obi-Wan said.

“What does that mean exactly?” You asked, walking closer to the pair. You glanced between them, anakin looking at you with little to no emotion.

“Normally, you enter the crystal cave and exit with your crystal, and construct your lightsaber here on board,” he paused, causing you to raise your brow at him, “we think it would be best for you to construct the saber inside the cave.”

“By myself?” You asked and he nodded.

“The Force is what guides us on this task,” Anakin said, somewhat quiet, “it will show you how to construct it properly, if your connection is strong enough.”

“So.. Another test?”

Obi-Wan nodded, “In a way yes, please, come.”

He motioned his hand for you to come near and you did. You stood on one side of the table, and they were near a cabinet of sorts. Obi-Wan patted Anakin’s shoulder, who nodded and he left you two alone. This time, the silence wasn’t as comfortable.

Anakin cleared his throat, “Obi-Wan thought it would be best I help you choose the materials for your lightsaber.”

You nodded, only a small mhm leaving your lips. Anakin frowned, but continued on with his speech.

Everything about the Jedi you were learning was very ceremonious. Almost like a script. You listened to him explain each piece individually, it’s purpose, and close the drawer back up. It felt like he spoke for an eternity before he nodded to you.

“Now, come and pick the pieces that speak to you.”

You nodded in response, and Anakin and you switched places. He stood behind the table and watched your back as you stood before the cabinets. Carefully, you opened each drawer, and looked inside. What did speak to you?

A dark silver hilt.

A single rounded chamber emitter, also dark in color.

A silver activation switch panel, contrasting the dark color of the hilt.

A black sleeve to grip.

A flat silver pommel cap.

You turned around and placed each piece down on the table, and looked at Anakin. His eyes glazed over the pieces. They were very distinct, but a sleek design he would have never thought of himself. You looked at you, and smiled a bit.

“You’re ready for Illum.”

Illum was what you would expect of an ice planet. Cold, snowy, and your breaths visible as you exhaled. You had a pouch over your shoulder that carried everything you needed. Ahead of you Obi-Wan led the way into a vast cave entrance, and Anakin walked beside you.

“Are you nervous?” He asked suddenly. You had to glance at him to make sure he had actually said something.

“A part of me yes,” you replied, lifting each foot to move forward in the snow, “is everything alright?”

You were blunt, enough to make him look at you fully as you trudged on, “Yes.. I-I’m sorry I just had a bad night.”

“Right,” you nodded. Anakin grabbed your hand, making you stop.

“I’m sorry.. My mind has been so preoccupied recently, I didn’t mean to take that out on you,” he paused, looking over your face, “I forget you can read me too well.”

“Ani it’s fine,” you said, and offered a smile, “but we should catch up to Obi-Wan.”

“Right,” he released your hand, “you need as much time as you can get.”

Anakin and you made your way into the large ice cave. It took a few minutes to catch up to Obi-Wan, but when you did the cave opened up into a round area. On the other side, you could see the entrance to the crystal cave, and the ice wall above re-melting as the sun lowered.

“You must find your crystal and get out before the wall ices closed,” Obi-Wan warned. You blinked.

“Or else what?” You asked.

“You’re stuck inside of course,” Anakin joked.

“Nope, no, I did not sign up for that,” you replied, waving your hand around.

“He’s only joking,” Obi-Wan told you. You sent a glare Anakins way who chuckled beside you. You looked to the entrance and took a deep breath.

“Before you go,” Anakin said, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a comm link, “take this,” he ignored Obi-Wan’s stare, “just in case you need anything.”

You took the comm link and placed it on your wrist, nodding at both men. You walked closer to the crystal cave opening, and without glancing back at them, you entered inside. Each step brought you deeper and more swallowed by darkness.

The Force. You could feel it pouring from the walls. You extended an arm out, dragging your fingers against the iced walls of the cave, just letting yourself be dragged deeper and deeper inside. It felt like the Force was growing stronger and stronger around you.

You came to an opening, a ledge before you and another path over the gap at your feet. In the distance you could see a faint glow. Your crystal. You backed up a couple inches for a running start and pushed your feet beneath you. The edge got closer and closer and you flung yourself from it, passing over the dark gap and sliding onto the other side. You crouched enough to get your balance, coming to a stop inches from the gap, and you carried onwards. Closer and closer you came to the light, until it was right in front of you. Encased in ice, it glowed behind the wall and you smiled a bit. It called for you, and you pressed your exposed hand to the cold ice, and closed your eyes. The ice melted beneath your touch, your hand moving deeper into the wall until finally your fingers felt the edges. You carefully dislodged the frozen crystal and pulled it out turning it over in your fingers, and confusion came over your face.

It was a white crystal. Not like any of the ones Obi-Wan had told you about.

You took a step backwards when another wave hit you. Out of the corner of your eye, a glimmer appeared. You put the crystal into the pocket of your jacket, and looked upwards, seeing yet another crystal glowing at you.

“What?” you whispered to yourself.

But the feeling felt burned into your skin, even with the ice around you. You couldn’t ignore the feeling and carefully grabbed onto the rugged pieces of ice and hauled yourself upwards. A grunt escaped your lips as you pulled yourself up piece by piece, eyes locked onto the glowing crystal. Neither of them warned you of this happening, but here you were climbing up an ice wall to your second crystal. When you finally got eye level with it, you pulled it from the ice and placed it into your pocket. You looked up to see another ledge and pulled yourself up towards it.

Pulling yourself up onto the flat surface, you stopped to catch your breath. There, you sat for a moment and pulled out the two crystals. Nearly identical and both white. You turned them over in your hand.

“Well,” you said to yourself, “I only have space for one of you right now.”

You put one back into your pocket, and grabbed your things from your bag. Laying them out carefully, you set the bag to your side and rested the crystal on it. You looked before you at the pieces laid out and you instinctively outstretched your hand, and closed your eyes.

You focused on the Force. You felt it ghost over your body, warmth spreading throughout and to your fingertips. They wiggled slightly and you breathed evenly. The feeling slowly started to go away, almost like it was leaving through your chest, and you opened your eyes.

Before you was a fully constructed lightsaber. The dark material contrasted the ice around you, but it still looked beautiful. You slowly gripped it and turned it over in your hand before looking at the crystal beside you. You grabbed it slowly, and opened the small housing compartment and placed it carefully in.

This was it, the big moment. You stood from the ground and put your bag back on, and took a deep breath to ready yourself. You clicked the button, and the lightsaber turned on. The white blade that shot from it sounded like a sweet hum before disappearing into silences. You moved it slightly and the hum came back, and a grin appeared on your face.

You didn’t blow up, so that was a good sign.

You clicked the lightsaber off and placed it onto your hip, and it dangled perfectly against you. You were about to step back to go the way you came when uneasiness fell over you. You paused, and looked over your shoulder at the darkness. Something was telling you to go that way. You looked to your feet and shook your head quickly, and followed your gut and deeper into the darkness you went.

It was probably nothing. It shouldn’t be another crystal, and there was no one else in there besides you. You entered alone.

You were wrong on the latter.

You came to another opening, larger this time and noises coming from below. You squinted to see further and gasped at the sight. Droids. You crouched instinctively, edging just a couple steps forward to see over the edge, and try to listen to the echoes off the walls.

“Hurry up,” a droid said, “Count Dooku wants as much of these crystals as possible.”

From what you could see, there was a human with them. Male, darkly clothed, and walking along extraction sites. You watched, as he did, as they emptied carts into a large bin. A pang of guilt washed over you, and he paused in his steps and whipped his head around. You ducked quickly, he couldn’t have seen you from that far.

You slid back into the darkness and stood, edging back along the wall from the opening. You raised your arm to your mouth and took a breath before speaking.

“Anakin, come in,” you whispered.

“I’m here,” his voice called out and you covered your arm a bit, “you’re not lost are you?”

You shook your head, “Anakin I’m. . . I’m not the only one in here.”

Anakin on the other end narrowed his brows, looking at Obi-wan who looked just as surprised, “What do you mean you’re not alone?”

“Separatists. There’s a large number of droids, and there’s a man. They’re mining the crystals,” you whispered.

“(Y/N) get out of there, now-” he paused and looked at Obi-Wan, “as fast as you can.”

You nodded and took one step forward, when a shape came from the shadows. He was younger like you and dressed in an ungodly amount of black. His hands were placed behind his back and you glared at him. You stood defensively, your wrist lowering, but the comm catching your words

“I don’t think that’s an option, Ani.”

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MBTI: Star Wars

Written by Ryan (archive post from January 30, 2019)

It’s the gift that just keeps giving! And it will, forever, and ever, and…….ever, because of Disney. I can see both good and bad in that. Anyway, here’s another daunting list of characters, this time from Star Wars. Major characters have gotten their own articles. Rey: ISFP (https://goo.gl/p5TKP4) Finn: ENFP (https://goo.gl/bXp2fU) Kylo Ren: ESFP (https://goo.gl/Fh2cSa) Poe Dameron: ESFP (https://goo.gl/rFc6ob)

Luke Skywalker: INFP (separate thread pending) Han Solo: ISTP (separate thread pending) Leia Organa: ESTJ (separate thread pending) Lando Calrissian: ESTP (separate thread pending) Obi Wan Kenobi: ENFJ (separate thread pending) Yoda: INFJ (separate thread pending) Darth Vader/Anakin Skywalker: ISTJ (separate thread pending) Sheev Palpatine/Darth Sidious: ENTJ (https://bit.ly/2B8rzk4) Darth Maul: ISTP (separate thread pending) Qui-Gon Jinn: ENFP (separate thread pending)

Ahsoka Tano: ENFP (separate thread pending)

More Below

PREQUELS

Padme Amidala: ESFJ Padme is the most prominent ESFJ in the saga (aside from C3PO), and she’s portrayed by Natalie Portman with……..wooden acting. How ironic. The basic white girl of the saga is reduced to a monotone delivery in the first film. Who knew the Queen had to act like such a dingus so that her body double would have an easier time imitating her? If you think about it, it’s pretty genius. That being said, Fe is the name of the game here for Padme, as she’s primarily concerned with the needs and wants of those around her, and often champions for social causes due to her role as a senator later on in the films. The Clone Wars series amplifies her primary Fe and secondary Si, as she fights to restore the Republic to its glory days.

Count Dooku: INFJ No one got tricked harder by Palpatine’s schemes than Dooku did. Darth Tyranus himself wanted nothing more than for the Separatists to restore a rightful order to the galaxy (in his eyes), free from the corruption of the Jedi and the Republic. Even as he was in on most of Palpatine’s grand plans from the start, he was unaware of his master’s true deception towards him until his final seconds.

It’s only fitting that the gentlemanly villain of the saga, and even more fitting that he wanted Obi-Wan as his apprentice (another xNFJ), to usurp Palpatine. Count Dooku is basically the Ra’s Al Ghul of Star Wars.

Jar-Jar Binks: ESFP My favorite character! Just kidding. But really, Jar-Jar ain’t all that bad; he’s just an annoying ESFP. Jar-Jar lives primarily in the moment as a comic relief goober that bares little-to-no importance to the plot, except for the crowning moment where he facilitates the senate to give Chancellor Palpatine emergency powers. Oh, now you’ve got a reason to hate him.

Mace Windu: ENTJ “George……I want a purple lightsaber. Pleeaaaase?”

Unfortunately, Samuel L. Jackson himself never got to utter his catchphrase as he portrayed a more stoic ENTJ this time around. Mace Windu, known in the Legends continuity for his infamous Shatterpoint technique (very Te-based), gifts a strategic mindset to the Jedi council. He’ll often say things for how they are in a Te-based manner (but with a little more tact), such as when he states that Anakin is too old to be trained when Qui-Gon presents him to the council. And then he’ll sometimes give us some one liners, such as “this party’s over.” But the signifier of Te-Ni? When he proposes to execute Palpatine because he is too dangerous.

Jango Fett: ISTP Jango Fett? Neevah houd uf ‘im. But what about Boba? Rest aside, Jango Fett just cares about the fat stacks he gets from being a clone template so he can be the best dad in the galaxy there is, and he don’t care who pays him. Sounds pretty ISTP to me.

General Grievous: ESTJ Hello there! Our favorite coughing cyborg general turns out to be an ESTJ. Through primary Te, he barks out orders to his subordinates, often impatiently. It’s like he knows you knew how to do it but screwed up, which is a superpower that ESTJs have and will use to pounce on you and your failures.

Grievous himself is a natural boaster, like any ESTJ. Your GIFs will make a fine addition to his collection!

ORIGINAL TRILOGY

Tarkin: ESTJ Roll your R’s! Heighten your received pronunciation! Peter Cushing is here to add some Britishness to your Star Wars! Tarkin stands as one of the most brilliant tactical minds the Empire has known (rivaled only by Grand Admiral Thrawn). But he is also one of the governors/administrators of the Empire, and it is because of this reason that he has become known for his Te, dishing out orders with an elegant terror. ESTJ it is, folks.

Boba Fett: ISTP Fact: Boba Fett survives the Sarlacc Pit in both continuities. A surprise, to be sure, but a welcome one. Everyone’s favorite character, Boba Fett, is just like his father (an ISTP); his allegiances do not matter as long as his employers pay him fat stacks. Unless he has to work with Han Solo. Archenemies do not get along that well. The everchanging neutrality of the ISTP is displayed most importantly in the Legends continuity, in one story where Fett himself turned on Vader and dueled with a lightsaber (successfully), when it wasn’t in his own interests to side with Vader.

R2D2: ENTP I’m always under the theory that if we could hear R2D2 speak, he’d be swearing ¼ of the time. This wisecracking little astromech droid always comes up with creative solutions when in a bind, all the while wising off to C3PO in the process. Sounds like Ne to me, right? But more importantly, the moral of the story for most ENTPs to learn is a little common sense and to sit back and think things through a little more. Sure they have excellent reasoning abilities on the spot, but would R2 have ended up in a Jawa sandcrawler if he hadn’t smarted off to Threepio in the desert and abandoned him? He may have had a “mission,” but he could have let Threepio in on it.

C3PO: ESFJ Like a true ESFJ, goldenrod here never learns to shut his mouth. The ESFJ will blab on and on about small talk and things no one cares about, which is often why C3PO gets interrupted all of the time when he explains what he does or where he has been. Much to his annoyance, too. Because he’s a protocol droid, his Fe is slanted to please others, and this is why we have the perfect ESFJ in this galaxy far, far away.

Chewbacca: ISFJ Can Chewbacca really be typed? I think so! Just because we don’t hear him speaking anything, doesn’t mean he can’t be! Solo: A Star Wars Story did a really good job of fleshing out Chewie’s character, giving him motives and ambitions. Such as, his desire to free his people in the spice mines of Kessel. That moment signaled one of the few times that Chewie would act impulsively, to me, and it reeked of ISFJ.

Jabba the Hutt: ESTP Big shot gangster, you say? That’s pretty clear-cut, ESTP. And we see this in Return of the Jedi; Jabba just sits around on his butt indulging in sensual pleasures, changing his mind in deals quite often. He’s a reasonable man, since he uses Ti. In A New Hope, we see the way he deals with Han Solo, and he restrains his displeasure in the hopes of giving him another chance to pay him back. ESTPs, with their tertiary Fe, can often do this, although their patience will ultimately wear thin in the long run.

Wedge Antilles: ISTJ Wedge is your basic everyman, like any ISTJ there is. Does he have much of a personality to him? Not really, but from what I’ve seen of him, he reeks of ISTJ.

THE CLONE WARS

Asajj Ventress: ISFP Ventress has been burned in life before, so it’s easy to assume that she could be an ISTP based upon her cold, sarcastic exterior. However, upon further examination, ISFP seems to fit far better. Ventress lives wholly for the moment, so it would be easy to think maybe she could be an Se-user. However, her biting comebacks that she displays are a very common trait from many other fictional ISFPs, who, when unhealthy, can show a lack of morality when it comes to their enemies and this is displayed in their inferior Te which manifests as either a childish outburst or a calm and collected burn. Her primary Fi is displayed with her sense of purpose with the Nightsisters, fueled by revenge against Dooku. In the New Canon novel Dark Disciple, we see the cold exterior melt a little bit in Ventress’ newfound romance with Quinlan Vos, and we finally see her inch toward becoming a healthier ISFP.

Captain Rex: ISTJ Rex is a simple man, and our main conduit upon which to view the clone troopers who chose not to obey Order 66, all due to a little thing called tertiary Fi. ISTJs are like big cuddly goobers sometimes, and Rex is quite the example sometimes, especially in his appearances in Rebels.

Mother Talzin: INFJ All Talzin wanted was her revenge on Palpatine for double-crossing her and taking her son Darth Maul, ultimately for the Nightsisters to prosper. She wanted power in the galaxy, but even Palpatine saw through her lunacy and said nah. Sometimes, because of their imaginations getting the best of them through Ni-Fe-Ti, the INFJ can seem a little bit delusional. And Mother Talzin seems pretty INFJ to me.

Hondo Ohnaka: ESTP Hondo Ohnaka loves to party, and he loves making material gains out of any situation possible; this only proves that he is ESTP. He’ll ally with you, and then betray you if the reward is greater, and this is fueled by Se as he sees infinite possibilities in the present moment. With secondary Ti, he’ll always choose the right words for the right purposes to weasel his way out of situations, and with tertiary Fe, he’ll also treat even his enemies in a cordial manner!

Cad Bane: ISTP The most grizzled and seasoned bounty hunter there ever was between Jango and Boba Fett’s dominance, Cad Bane means business and business means credits. And if you eff it up, he’ll get mad, because he only cares about himself and his payday, which is a common stereotype of many ISTP bounty hunters in fiction. The severely underdeveloped inferior Fe that he has explains his cold personality toward not only his enemies, but his fellow bounty hunters. And with his quick strategical mind informed through primary Ti, which also fuels his own sardonic wit, Cad Bane is an easy ISTP.

Savage Opress: ISTP There isn’t a whole lot of character development for Savage Opress, but he makes a terrible user of Fe (with the exception of his brother Maul), which is the inferior function of ISTPs. So I’m just going with ISTP here for Savage.

SEQUELS

Captain Phasma: ISTJ Phasma, portrayed by the lovely Gwendolyn Christie, has always managed to keep this air of coolness to her character despite being punked by Finn twice and surviving the explosion of a planet (and possibly a spaceship; we’ll find out in episode IX). Phasma herself is an ISTJ in the best possible way, and we find this out about her character in her work ethic which is displayed in the novels and comics of the new Disney canon. The wild extents of her tertiary Fi is explored more vividly in these new-canon works.

General Hux: ESTJ General Hux hates Kylo Ren (secretly) for his whining, immaturity, and overall terrible leadership skills, and the fact that Snoke clearly favors Ren compared to himself when it comes to leadership. What can we learn from such an ESTJ character? Well, we can learn that unhealthy ESTJs are prone to loud, angry outbursts and shouting matches when their patience wears thin (that which they run low on almost daily). The unhealthy ESTJ is also known for sucking up to their superiors while they ironically continue on to treat their subordinates terribly, such as the case when Hux sucks up to Snoke, or Kylo Ren when he usurps leadership. It is only because of Snoke’s protection that Hux was allowed to say whatever he wanted to Ren, and now that Snoke is gone, well……that’s an interesting dynamic to see in Episode IX to come.

Rose Tico: ISFJ Booooo! An ordinary type for an ordinarily character in Rose Tico.

Snoke: ENTJ We still know literally nothing about him, and quite honestly, I’m fine with that for the next few years. In The Force Awakens, he seemed quite the INTJ in his tiny amount of screentime. However though, he shows a much more charismatic side more indicative of a loony ENTJ. Those gold bathrobes……utter tertiary Se. And what differentiates Snoke from Palpatine, is a slightly more charismatic side that manifests itself in his speech, almost like he can’t get enough of his own voice (a trait also manifested by unhealthy ENTPs, but in a slightly different way), signifying ENTJ more than INTJ.

Maz Kanata: ENTP Maz Kanata is quite the character, being the leader of a den of space pirates and other equally colorful characters. And Han and Chewie seem to love her. Maz is ENTP; making quips about Chewie being her boyfriend, being the “guy who knows a guy” (like Cosmo Kramer of Seinfeld, another ENTP) with the Master Codebreaker, and going on wacky space adventures in her free time, as seen in her hologram in The Last Jedi. Mature ENTPs can add a large amount of wisdom to variety of experiences they’ve seen in their long lives, and it’s no wonder the screen sizzles when Maz is on it.

ROGUE ONE

Jyn Erso: ISFP It’s becoming a real trend, isn’t it? Female ISFPs in Star Wars? Never tell me the odds! Jyn Erso, like many other ISFPs, exhibits a “once burned, twice shy” mentality that often causes her to be reluctant to declare loyalty to anyone or even be involved in conflict. Like The Dude (an ISFP) from The Big Lebowski, and almost all other ISFPs, Jyn Erso doesn’t want to take a stake in any side of any conflict. She just wants her dad.

Cassian Andor: ISTJ It’s a pretty simple conclusion that Cassian Andor happens to be an ISTJ. As a higher ranking official in the Rebel Alliance (I presume?), it’s no wonder that he wants to follow orders first and foremost and eliminate Galen Erso, because his very own Si-Te is on overdrive. But then, the Fi hits. Oh, what the hell, Rogue One it is. Hello, Scarif!

K-2SO: INTP He’s the droid with the sassy wit! He’s gotta be ENTP, right? Nah, I think K2 is an INTP. Because most of his dialogue and humor revolves around skepticism, I’m going to stereotypically label him as an INTP. It just seems right, and I’m getting quite lazy right now.

Orson Krennic: ENTJ He’s the director of a project. That almost immediately indicates ExTJ, right? It does. And boy, what a massive amount of Te he has. With the amount of balls it takes for him to stand up to Tarkin, let alone run off to Darth Vader to tattle on him, I would say that it only signifies Krennic as an ENTJ, because an ESTJ would never have those balls unless they were given them by a higher up or through experience (ex. Tarkin). And why does he have Ni? First of all, he has a vision, and he’s sick and tired of a bureaucrat such as Tarkin taking credit for his accomplishments and then also taking control, something the ENTJ never wants to relinquish. And also, he’s got quite the fiery-hot temper.

Galen Erso: INTJ Galen is a bit reserved and dad-like (his purpose in this film too), and very healthy INTJs, like Galen, are kinda like that. He’s a very realistic portrayal of one that’s closer to real life INTJs. That being, his tertiary Fi is well-developed in that he was willing to betray the Empire and build a flaw in the Death Star.

SOLO

Tobias Beckett: ESTP “Didn’t I tell you never to trust anyone, Han?” Spoken like a true ESTP mentor, through tertiary Fe. As TV Tropes would put it, Beckett is another character that exemplifies the “Heel Face Revolving Door” trope, in which the character constantly switches allegiances throughout the story. A common stereotype of many slimy ESTPs are their tendency to switch sides for their own benefit, due to their primary Se and Ti. Just look at Lando in the beginning. That old scoundrel.

Qi’ra: ISTJ While not so mature as a youth on Corellia (is anyone ever, actually?), Qi’ra later comes into her own type over the years as she matures and we get to see her primary Si in action as she makes reasonable, considerable choices amongst the entire Millenium Falcon crew through the film. And Si is one for order and loyalty; that is, until the ISTJs Fi eventually gets the best of them in the second or third act and they have a change of heart. In this case, it’s her turning on Vos.

L3-37: INFP Freedom for droids! Sound like anyone you know? Probably that Social Justice Warrior or extremely passionate Fi-user that you know in real life. You know, like an INFP or an ISFP (morely likely an INFP though). The rest of you that are just as knowledgeable in MBTI, you can fill in the blanks and you’d probably agree with me on this one.

Dryden Vos: ESTJ Again, all he cares about is the money and the pleasures. So, another xSTP crimelord/bounty hunter stereotype? Actually not this time. Initially, I thought he was an ESTP due to this. However, the scene where Beckett reveals his true colors in the con and Vos temporarily offers an implied allegiance to Han to get him, only to turn on him when Beckett leaves, signifies a key difference between the ESTP and the ESTJ. While the ESTP may go forward and stick with the allegiance, the ESTJ will more than likely feign it. And the ESTJ will sometimes do anything and accept any methods to get the job done (tertiary Ne), but ultimately dish out order in the end after the parties and dust have settled, returning to the old status quo (or rarely, starting a new one). To be honest, I’m still thinking about this one. I might go back and change Vos to an ESTP. Who knows, in time.

GENERAL

Darth Plagueis: INTP Did you ever hear the tragedy of Darth Plagueis the INTP? I thought not. It’s not a story Enneagram would tell you. It’s an MBTI legend. Darth Plagueis was an INTP so powerful and so wise he could use his primary Ti to influence the midichlorians to create…… life. He had such a knowledge of MBTI that he could even keep the ones he cared about from calling themselves an intuitive when they were a sensor, or convince an INTJ that MBTI was not baloney. The dark side of the INTP is a pathway to many abilities, some consider to be unnatural. Eventually, he became so powerful… the only thing he was afraid of was losing his Ti, which eventually, of course, he did. Unfortunately, he taught his ENTJ apprentice MBTI, then his apprentice killed him in his sleep. Ironic. He could save others from death, but not himself.

Iden Versio: ISTJ I swear, this series churns out ISTJs like an assembly line. With Iden Versio, I hadn’t played Battlefront II, but I’d only seen a few cutscenes on YouTube to know that she’s another ISTJ. For my reasoning, just like at Cassian Andor above; it’s pretty much the same, except for an even greater amount of tertiary Fi from Versio.

Grand Admiral Thrawn: INTJ And now for the last but not least, most interesting character in the entire saga: Thrawn. And while his type is nothing but obvious, it’s interesting to delve into. Unfortunately, I don’t have all the time in the world to grant him his own separate post, so a paragraph or two will do. As an INTJ, what separates him from an ENTJ is tertiary Fi, and as small as it is, it’s still there. Versus being almost non-existent in unhealthy ENTJs. This allows him a more suave, cool demeanor, almost gentlemanly and noble, versus the ENTJ’s “I’ll only display that attitude because I’m sociable and charismatic, but I won’t be it” demeanor. In the Thrawn trilogy in Legends, Thrawn is more considerate to his subordinates and his partners, such as Jorus C’Boath (giving him Luke Skywalker), than Palpatine ever was to anyone. More often than not, when an INTJ makes a promise, you can bet they’ll stick with it.

CHARACTERS WITHOUT DESCRIPTIONS

Alright now, for the sake of brevity of this article, here are the characters I will not type descriptions for, just because either they explain themselves, they don’t warrant enough of an explanation, they’re minor, or they aren’t as relevant anymore (Legends characters). In regards to

SEQUELS

BB8: ESFP DJ: ESTP Unkar Plutt: ESTJ Lieutenant Connix: ISFJ Admiral Holdo: ISFJ

ORIGINAL TRILOGY

Uncle Owen: ISTJ Aunt Beru: ISFJ Greedo: who knows Lobot: ISTJ Bossk: ESTP Dengar: ISTP Zuckuss: ISTP IG-88: INTJ (even more of an awesome character in Legends) Wicket Warrick: ESFP Nien Nunb: ESFP

ROGUE ONE

Bodhi Rook: ESFJ Chirrut Îmwe: INFP Baze Malbus: ISTJ Saw Gerrera: INFJ

SOLO

Val: ISTJ Rio: ESTP Enfys Nest Leader: INFP

PREQUELS

Watto: ESTJ Sebulba: ESTP Nute Gunray: ESTJ Zam Wessel: ISTJ Captain Tanaka: ISTJ Captain Typho: ISFJ Boss Nass: ESFJ

THE CLONE WARS

Plo Koon: INTJ Luminara Unduli: INFJ Aayla Secura: ESFP Kit Fisto: ENFJ Bariss Offee: INFP Fives: ESFJ Duchess Satine: ENFJ Pre-Viszla: ENTP Quinlan Vos: ESFP

REBELS

Kanan Jarrus: ISFJ Hera Syndulla: ISTJ Sabine: ISFP Zeb Orrelios: ESFP Ezra Bridger: INFP Chopper: ESTP

GENERAL

Bail Organa: ISFJ Mon Mothma: ENFJ Iden Versio: ISTJ

LEGENDS

THRAWN TRILOGY

Mara Jade: ISTP Jorus C’Baoth: ENFJ

JEDI KNIGHT

Kyle Katarn: INFJ Jan Ors: ISFJ Jaden Korr: INFP Rosh Penin: ESFP Jerec: ENFJ Sariss: ISFJ Desann: ENTJ Tavion Axmis: ENFP

THE FORCE UNLEASHED

Galen Marek/Starkiller: ISFP Rahm Kota: ESFJ Juno Eclipse: ISTJ

MISC.

Durge: ESTP Dash Rendar: ESTP Carnor Jax: ENTP

KOTOR

Revan: INTP Darth Malak: ESTJ Darth Bandon: ISFP Bastila Shan: ENFJ Carth Onasi: ISTJ Mission Vao: ISFP Zaalbar: ISFJ Juhani: ISFP Jolee Bindo: INFJ Canderous Ordo: ISTP HK-47: ENTP Kreia: INFJ Darth Sion: ESTP Darth Nihilus: INTP Meetra Surik: ENTP Satele Shan: ENFJ

OLD REPUBLIC/TALES OF THE JEDI

Marka Ragnos: INTJ Naga Sadow: ENTJ Exar Kun: ESFP Nomi Sunrider: ISFJ Ulic Qel-Droma: ENFP

25 ABY - 45 ABY (and others)

Jacen Solo (Darth Caedus): INFP Jaina Solo: ESTP Lumiya: ENTP Vergere: INTP Ben Skywalker: ISFJ Jagged Fel: ESTJ Tahiri Veila: ESFP Anakin Solo: ESFP Abeloth: ENTP

LEGACY

Darth Krayt: INTJ Darth Talon: ISTP Darth Wyyrlok: ENTJ   Cade Skywalker: ESTP Ania Solo: ISFP K’Kruhk: ISTP Darth Wredd: ENTJ

MBTI CHART

Key = Bold - Important (separate article), Italics - Major, Asterisk - Legends

ESFJ: Padme Amidala, C3PO, Bodhi Rook, Boss Nass, Fives, Rahm Kota* ISFJ: Chewbacca, Rose Tico, Admiral Holdo, Kanan Jarrus, Bail Organa, Captain Typho, Zaalbar*, Nomi Sunrider*, Jan Ors*, Sariss*, Ben Skywalker* ISTJ: Darth Vader/Anakin Skywalker, Captain Phasma, Qi’ra, Captain Rex, Wedge Antilles, Cassian Andor, Iden Versio, Baze Malbus, Uncle Owen, Lobot, Val, Zam Wessel, Captain Tanaka, Hera Syndulla, Carth Onasi*, Juno Eclipse* ESTJ: Leia Organa, General Grievous, Dryden Vos, General Hux, Tarkin, Unkar Plutt, Nute Gunray, Watto, Darth Malak*, Jagged Fel* ESFP: Kylo Ren, Poe Dameron, Jar-Jar Binks, BB8, Zeb Orrelios, Aayla Secura, Quinlan Vos, Wickett Warrick, Nien Nunb, Exar Kun*, Tahiri Veila*, Anakin Solo*, Rosh Penin* ISFP: Rey, Asajj Ventress, Jyn Erso, Sabine, Galen Marek/Starkiller*, Mission Vao*, Juhani*, Ania Solo*, Darth Bandon* ESTP: Lando Calrissian, Tobias Beckett, Jabba the Hutt, Hondo Ohnaka, Bossk, DJ, Rio, Sebulba, Chopper, Cade Skywalker*, Durge*, Dash Rendar*, Jaina Solo*, Darth Sion* ISTP: Han Solo, Darth Maul, Boba Fett, Jango Fett, Savage Opress, Cad Bane, Zuckuss, Dengar, Mara Jade*, Canderous Ordo*, Darth Talon*, K’Kruhk* ENFJ: Obi Wan Kenobi, Duchess Satine, Kit Fisto, Mon Mothma, Jorus C’Baoth*, Bastila Shan*, Satele Shan*, Jerec* ENFP: Finn, Qui-Gon Jinn, Ahsoka Tano, Ulic Qel-Droma*, Tavion Axmis* INFP: Luke Skywalker, L3-37, Chirrut Îmwe, Enfys Nest Leader, Ezra Bridger, Bariss Offee, Jacen Solo/Darth Caedus*, Jaden Korr* INFJ: Yoda, Count Dooku, Mother Talzin, Saw Gerrera, Luminara Unduli, Kyle Katarn*, Jolee Bindo*, Kreia* ENTP: R2-D2, Maz Kanata, Pre-Viszla, HK-47*, Meetra Surik*, Lumiya*, Carnor Jax*, Abeloth*, Darth Wyyrlok* INTP: K2-SO, Darth Plagueis, Revan*, Darth Nihilus*, Vergere* ENTJ: Sheev Palpatine, Orson Krennic, Snoke, Mace Windu, Naga Sadow*, Desann*, Darth Wredd* INTJ: Thrawn, Galen Erso, IG-88, Plo Koon, Darth Krayt*, Marka Ragnos*

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Higher Ground Blogging 7

- a.k.a. the prequels if they had a single ounce of hope

HGB 1 (eps 1-3), 2 (4), 3 (5-7), 4 (8-9), 5 (10), 6 (11-13)

Last time on HGB: The good: SHELBY!!!; Anakin jealously chopping wood; Anakin anxiously knocking over chess pieces; Anakin getting called “alpha male”/“the all-American boy”/“an emotional crashsite”; the ending of episode 4; “sorry i’m late, dude, ah, I had to lay off a couple thousand employees” The bad: the music; the slo-mo; the indigenous-remains and fertility-game subplots; the grownups’ stupid will-they-won’t-they; the quality of these youtube videos The disappointing: a CGI bear tried to kill Peter-bi-Wan and didn’t even get one hit on him; the horse seems to have vanished; sometimes Hayden mumbles :( and the others do too but I don’t care as much

ep 14: - THE AMERICANS ARE BACK AND THEY’RE WORSE THAN EVER!!!!! - “yeah it’s amazing how everybody just wants to protect me” scott😭😭😭😭 - i think scott’s shirt is bulky enough to qualify as a poncho - is the music...........good???!!!?!?!?!? - omg juliette gave her bacon to auggie so shelby gave hers to scott😭😭😭 - omg shelby tried to lie to protect scott’s pride and he DID NOT LIKE THAT - this has the most serious a-plot vs silliest b-plot so far, but at least the b-plot is funny - scott sulking in a freezing room so you can see his breath when he cries... hiding his sobs with his shivers..... in a massive dark flannel.... with that jedi temple slats-lighting....... damn he is never not on point! - american: how you like that! *claps in scott’s face* / scott: *grabs his collar and shakes him* NOT NOW, MAN.

unimpressed canadians

new pfp???

daisy: so does anybody play the piano? SCOTT? me: um WHAT all the kids: woooo yeahh👏👏👏👏 scott: pfff pshhh nahhhh me: UM WHAT!!!!???? scott: *shrugging and hiding* kids: come onnn wooo scotttt scott and shelby: *sit on piano bench together and play piano* me: DARTH VADER PLAY PIANO

DARTH VADER PLAYS PIANO NOT CLICKBAIT!!!!!!

🚨HAYDEN AND SHELBY HANDS ON A PIANO!!!!!🚨🚨

ep 15: - omg evil journalists??! is this SPICE WORLD??? - someone just said “sorry” all accented yessss - shelby just called peter-bi-wan “my captain” yes queen got im

scott: i dunno what i did to make her [shelby] so mad :( daisy: did it ever cross your mind that maybe it isn’t about you? scott: *probably the stupidest expression ever made by a member of the human race*

- anakin in a jacket is such a good look that is absolutely nowhere to be found in the entire star wars franchise. absolutely forbidden. - scott believes in peter-bi-wan so much more than i do. it’s really endearing - peter-bi-wan made up a drug called “jojo” to trick the journalist, that is not how you make a jojo reference my dude but i still appreciate the effort - i did not expect a sarah palin flashback today - ohhhhhhhhh scotttttt YOU FUCKED UP oh no ohhh NOO!!! - the hugs are off the CHAIN in this ep. but guess who walks dramatically away from the group hug (it’s scott) - “he catches touchdowns and he goes out with cheerleaders and he thinks that’s the world” omg shelby you don’t mean that💔😢 - “those sweet eyes” hrnghrhgnrhgrnghngh - oh wow this ending. incredible. fantastic!!!! - when girls say “you remind me of my old friend” to each other that’s the shit that gets me good ahhhhh sally bowles who?

ep 16: - the thumbnail on this one is a creepy doll. that is the opposite of scenic! - scott and shelby do the dishes together more than any onscreen couple i know -  “well when you do figure it out, when you slither back in, let me know” -- shelby dragging scott down into hell as he deserves oh my god you guys my otp does not go well - "butt out, morticia, it’s none of your business” -- scott to daisy the goth who hates him rn - peter-bi-wan’s dad trying to make him join the family business exactly like dooku trying to get obi-wan to join the capitalists in AotC - awww another really canadian “sorry” - ohhhh the gay vibes are vibing - okay so all the kids are on solitary meditation tasks but guess who is breaking the rules to hang out with his (ex?)girlfriend (it’s scott) - peter-bi-wan: “i’ll beat the storm” HELL YEAH JEDI KNIGHT - omg SHELBY IS LOST IN THE STORM??!?!?! - DAISY VS SCOTT OVER SHELBY IS AMAZING!!!!!!!!!! - okay this doctor is, for no good reason, a very sexy ice queen - “i don’t have to do anything for you. and besides, you’re beyond help” -- daisy strongly disagrees with the ending of revenge of the sith - “jock-o” yas another for the pile - GUESS WHO IS GOING OUT INTO THE STORM TO LOOK FOR SHELBY

what a completely unexpected twist! i do dig it tho for real holy shit oh my god - this is the second time scott’s girlfriend has been lost in the wilderness in this show, it is simply the perfect story

FOREHEAD KISSES?!? just slay me in twain hrrrkk - they played piano AND had forehead kisses in the rain

shelby’s himbo boyfriend and witch girlfriend - daisy: maybe you’re not totally useless after all - scott: maybe you’re not either - ot3 confirmed

i seriously cannot with these two right now, pass the fucking smelling salts HES ALL TUCKED IN!!! ARE YOU SEEING THIS

[luminousbeansarewe]

here's a story from the past few days when i could barely get out of bedor engage with anything except discord:

some very close friends and i started a star wars RP server. it's closed as per our agreement, so please do not ask to join it. it's like friends playing the tabletop SW game but via writing (yes i am the DM like the mega-nerd i am), plus they can write their own side scenes just for shits and giggles and i duck in with my OCs on some of them.

so here's what happened

server is created

we agree on the basic guidelines n junk

we all start posting our OC profiles

two friends write a short experimental scene with their enemies-to-lovers lesbian jedi/inquisitor OCs where one literally blows the other's ship up and bounces

that's the first ever scene

second scene is open, anyone can join, clone wars era. my friend says it's "bar RP" (bar RP is usually slice of life, kinda boring, where characters have conversations or meet each other or whatever)

she starts the scene with a knock-down drag-out fight with her OC Athae and a Deveronian in a private fighting ring inside a Hutt palace in Mos Shuuta

jacked up on pixie, her OC barely wins and escapes and the Hutt sends all his goons after her for embarassing him

she decides fuck it, before i die bc i have no weapons im gonna get a drink

walks into the cantina and orders a drink knowing a shitload of thugs is about to roll in after her

this is how they decided to start the bar RP y'all

so my girl Sol was at the ring at the start of the fight, sees Athae walk into the cantina covered in black blood, and pays for the drink bc she's like "nice"

don't ask what clandestine shit Sol was up to okay that's not the point

another OC, a 7 foot tall Zabrak woman named Nawras who has just defected from the Jedi Order and is super Angy, nearly runs into another OC, Remi, who is trying to weasel the local cop into getting their ship out of the impound yard

goons start rolling in from the back

Sol tosses one of her DC-15s to Athae and they start blastin

Nawras barely misses killing Remi as she reacts on pure overwhelmed instinct by whipping out her saber and cutting someone in half

all this is going on during a raging sandstorm outside by the way

so the back exit is full of goons and a giant morally gray and pissed off Zabrak ex-Jedi is blocking the front entrance and the patrons are all freaking the fuck out

Sol is like... welp

this whole cantina is about to turn into a meat grinder

time to blow a hole in the skylight with my bowcaster, let the sandstorm in to flush everyone out of there (she has a helmet of course so what does the sand do but help her anyway), and jet pack myself onto the roof

yes she has a jetpack it's SOL ffs

this works, a bunch of people including Nawras come spilling out front

Sol tosses a thermal detonator into the back to blow up any remaining Hutt henchmen bc of course she does

meanwhile Remi, their loth-cat who has stolen the keys to the impound yard from the dead body of the cop, and a young girl who is another OC named Fianna have all escaped

meanwhile meanwhile, our Jawa OC whose name is Wyen (get it? i'll wait...) has decided that Remi's ship is interesting and he's going to climb onto it and start fucking around with it and fixing it and taking the space brake lock off of it...

Wyen is pure chaos like he literally homebrews space 4loko

Remi decides it's too late for them to kick Wyen off the ship, boots it up to get the fuck out of there

FIANNA HAS SNUCK ONTO THE SHIP because she followed them out of the cantina, and apparently she is some type of slave girl who is using this is her chance to get the fuck off Tatooine. but this is all new to her and as the ship takes off she actually faints

back at the cantina, Athae is luring the Hutt cronies out into the sandstorm so Sol can pop them off one by one

Sol agrees to take Athae off planet and they head back to her ship and the rest of Cronos Squad who are waiting... because Nawras STOLE A JEDI FIGHTER WHEN SHE BOUNCED and CRONOS IS THERE TO TAKE IT BACK

they try to explain to the Big Angry Nawras that they are not going to kill her, they are just there for the ship

Nawras is too flustered and pissed to listen and tries to go for Grip

luckily Swift is a sniper so he pops her behind the knee from his sniping position

bc my boys are fucking professionals

she's big tho, so she stumbles and grabs Grip and tries to beat him up bare handed just in time for Sol to arrive and put a shot from the bowcaster into her shoulder

because if you fuck with Cronos squad, Sol will literally kill you

but she went for the shoulder bc she's trying to follow orders

Nawras is like, not doing too hot at the time so she's like FINE KILL ME AND MAKE IT QUICK THE JEDI STOLE ENOUGH FROM ME ANYWAY

Sol's inner Mando is like... this can't be honorable to kill someone who's defenseless and asking for it no matter how tough they're acting

and all this for a fucking starfighter? no, this is stupid

"if the Jedi hadn't stolen it, someone else would have. we have all been stolen from, yet we survive. keep the fucking ship. it's not worth any of our lives."

boom. everyone bounces.

THIS IS THE SECOND SCENE EVER ON THIS SERVER IT IS PURE MADNESS

REMI IS ABOUT TO FIND A PASSED OUT GIRL ON THEIR SHIP WITH THEIR NEW INVOLUNTARY CHAOS JAWA CO-PILOT

and Cronos is probably gonna drop Athae off on Coruscant, and they will then go hang out at a pawn shop

Twofer is gonna meet a big terrifying bounty hunter IG unit OC named IG-626 and they're going to become best friends because they're both weapons nerds we have decided

I REPEAT, TWOFER IS GONNA BE FRIENDS WITH AN IG UNIT BOUNTY HUNTER NAMED AFTER STITCH FROM LILO AND STITCH

oh yeah and then

after all THAT bullshit got started

all the players who made jedis, whether they eventually fall or not, decided to write a scene In The Past where all of their jedi OCs are being babies at the temple together

literally almost killing each other in one scene while writing their OCs as actual babies in the other scene

one of the jedi babies almost ate a giant beetle but the other ones got sad so they didn't eat it. a Lurman Jedi OC named Tammeth made them spit it out.

the beetle's name is Scooter, and he has his own NPC page now

yep

this is what's happening

none of this is the official plot by the way . this is literally all sides scenes

[lavenderek]

hi guys julie and i were talking about potential star wars stories that aren’t a part of this whole skywalker destiny shit all the canon movies can’t seem to let go of

and julie’s idea surrounded lesbians and a very heavy presence of Life Day because she hates me and wants me to be unhappy

my idea does not have life day in it because i have a soul. this was my idea that i pitched to her while i did my laundry and i dont think she was very impressed but i am impressed with myself.

so our main character is kristen stewart but purple. like her skin is a dusty sort of pastel lavender. but don’t let that fool you into thinking she is delicate - she is Indiana Jones But Backwards And In Space. her hair is like leonardo dicaprio’s in titanic, but wavy. 

her name is Gax McKu and she is an archaeologist. she is the protag of a series. her whole thing is that she likes to discover and learn about ancient cultures and artifacts, but she fuckin hates museums. and if another archaeologist is sponsored by someone who instructs them to bring the artifact to a private collection or a museum, she tracks it down and steals it and puts it back where it is supposed to be. so it’s sometimes indiana jones and sometimes ocean’s 11, because she has to do a heist to get the thing back. 

it’s just that other cultures and societies are lateral moves from gax’s own, neither superior nor inferior, and if somebody took some shit from her home planet she’d be peeved. besides, if we “discover” all the shit and take it away, there will eventually be nothing left for future scientists and historians to “discover.” 

anyway, i digress. 

this all takes place well before the prequels. 

ACT I

we find our protagonist at a dig site, and she has unearthed something totally baller like the fossilized bones of a gigantic space condor or like a prehistoric buried treasure or something, and she’s just like crouching and dusting it carefully, looking very shrewd and sexy. she’s probably got like colleagues also dusting shit and one of them brings her a rock and they talk about the rock. idk. 

this planet is like a mixture of how white people see africa, and australia. like some parts are a desert and some parts are a jungle kind of moment with lots of alien creatures. 

the people whose home planet this is, is - you remember in return of the jedi when there is a keyboardist who looks like a big soft elephant puppet? 

it’s those guys.

so they come up to gax at the dig site and interrupt her work, and she is very debonair about how she stands up and brushes her hands off to speak with them. they’re mad and they’re pointing at her and stuff. she understands their language and speaks to them in english like han does. she’s like “i don’t know what you’re talking about. we are here for this excavation only.” 

they take her to one of their cities in a vehicle that’s like a wide flat oval thing with a single wheel underneath in the very center. roads are on faintly glowing tracks. this isn’t an extremely urban type of city, there is a lot of greenery and the buildings are etched adobe clay. they are well maintained. this is a people who take care of their community and have a lot of dignity. 

she is brought to what we would assume is a beautiful chapel or church or something, with lots of colors painted in a very small geometric tessellation, but gax isn’t shocked or moved by this so we can assume she is familiar with these cities and culture. 

inside there is a vast collection of like beautiful stoneware, like marble and opal and granite and shit. lovely. but the biggest pedestal is empty. they glare at her and say stuff to her. she’s very gruffly like, “why would i take your moonstone sphere? i already catalogued this, check with jan bourno.” 

they insist and so she has to travel to another city, with a nervous friend who is john cho but he’s got a computer head like that computer head guy in cloud city. 

don’t tell me who this guy is or correct me that it’s just a thing he wears like google glass, because i don’t care. it’s a computer head and im the boss. 

john cho’s name is Flienn and he’s got a devastatingly handsome beard. 

they go to the other city because she’s got to investigate who took the thing. then she finds who took the thing and it’s a white guy, obviously. she fights him. gax has this cool laser knife that uses the same tech as a light saber but it doesn’t buzz as loud or glow as bright, which means she wears it in a holster on her belt, because she’s impossibly hot. flienn is held back by henchmen. he’s very damsel in distress. but gax wins and gets the bad guy to tell her who hired him. 

he was paid to get this thing because it is expensive and the rich guy collects rich stuff. he communicated through envoy and all he has is a name and a planet. the rich guy’s name is pelius bragnar. he’s scary. flienn checks on his computer head and tells gax that all records of bragnar have been wiped from any kind of system.

ACT II

they fly to pelius bragnar’s planet, and it’s a forest planet but it’s not like the endor moon, it’s just a very vertical, tree-based city with a lot of stone paths and structures based around the trees. this place is very urban, with a huge class gap. it is heavily policed and obviously corrupt. she meets an old colleague who is now a prosecutor. she is played by gabourey sidibe. her name is Graunda. she calls gax Sabine, and it turns out gax isn’t her birth name, which flienn did not know but gax makes it clear he’s not allowed to call her sabine. 

graunda is like, “yeah i know pelius bragnar, i was trying to shut down his gang that operates a drug ring and has the police force in his pocket, and so to control me they kidnapped my little sister. i can tell you where their gang does most of its operations on this planet if you promise to save my sister.” 

gax is like, “i don’t know what about my chosen profession indicated to you i was some kind of rescuer of sisters.” 

“ok, i’ve known you for like fifteen years and it’s not like you don’t have a history of vigilantism,” says graunda, “but go off i guess.” 

flienn is all, “the sphere probably isn’t being kept where they do their gang business, but this is all we have to go on.” flienn’s whole job in the narrative is to be stressed and point out the obvious in case the viewers are kathy and don’t get it. he mapquests the way there with his computer head and they have to devise a carefully designed plan to get in, this is the ocean’s 11 part. 

gax is expecting graunda’s sister to be like some 19-year-old and is not expecting her to be the pinnacle of beauty and femininity. she’s in her mid 30s and has big hips and perfect dark skin and almond eyes with like orange eyeshadow. she looks like a monster high doll if monster high dolls were fat and shaped like real people. her hair’s in twists that she’s got all along the crown of her head like a tiara, and then the rest of her hair is in these two low buns on the back of her head and they’re really big and round. they are wrapped in a golden thread. like my point is she’s a total babe and there is a fuckload of sexual tension.

her name is Lamaa. not like llama, the accent is on the second syllable.

they find her like locked in some kind of interrogation room. flienn cracks the code to the door. lamaa’s obviously been roughed up a little bit, and is tired.  

lamaa is super upset when gax tells her they can’t leave yet. gax is like, “sorry to add to what has probably been a shitty week for you, but what i came here for is a moonstone sphere.” maybe she goes over the history of the object a little bit. idk. 

they spy on somebody who somehow reveals where pelius lives, and there is a gala there next week. they aren’t expecting the tech in this room to have spyware that detects flienn’s computer head the way your work computer knows when you’re trying to plug your phone into the usb port to charge. they have to escape. lamaa is super smart but only ok with weapons and doesn’t have a lot of upper body strength so there’s a lot of sexy peril. 

they escape by the skin of their teeth and are now wanted by the corrupt police. they have to hide out in like the tree planet equivalent of a shitty motel and there is a hot love scene between gax and lamaa obviously, like, duh. it’s very steamy and people will be jerking off to it for eight hundred years.

flienn is bi. he doesn’t have a love interest in this installment, im just putting it out there. 

ACT III

they go in disguise to the gala, which means they have to dress in formal wear, which is also extremely sexy. lamaa wears a silky backless gown and her hair is coiled in a rope braid beehive. gax wears a formal vest and her hair in a slight bouffant. flienn wears a traditional fancy costume that involves sheer fabric wrapped around him and covering part of his head. he is not religious and doesn’t usually dress this way, but he has to hide his computer head. also he’s wearing eyeliner because why don’t more dudes wear eyeliner? it’s not even because he’s bi. lots of dudes wear eyeliner where he is from. 

they sneak around and find the sphere. i guess this is ocean’s 13, when matt damon has to seduce his way into the diamonds room. they get caught in there and are all held prisoner. gax and lamaa argue but it’s obviously just because lamaa is very scared of pelius, which makes flienn even more scared of pelius, which puts gax in a bad mood. she doesn’t really get scared until the physical danger begins. 

the physical danger begins. pelius comes in, The pelius. he is a twi’lek. he does a lot of sinister taunting and gax is mad because she’s nervous. 

lamaa escapes the ropes she is tied up with somehow and is able to get gax’s laser knife to her and they have to fight pelius’s henchmen, and they steal the sphere, and while she’s there anyway lamaa steals all his fancy gold and jewels and sticks them in her cleavage. they climb to the roof and use flienn’s drapes of fabric to zipline down some like fuckin ropes strung along all the treehouses and escape. pelius is like curse you gax mcku, i would have gotten away with it too if it weren’t for you meddling adults!! and your little computer head too!!! he is left as a future antagonist. 

lamaa is obviously a target now on the tree planet, so she goes back to the elephant puppet planet with gax. there’s another love scene but gax finds all the jewels and shit in lamaa’s bra. she’s like, “you can’t keep these.” 

lamaa is like, “i figured, i just didn’t want him to have them. i don’t know where these go.” 

so future stories will probably involve them trying to put those things back while also being chased by pelius and his drug lords. 

they all return to the dig, and now lamaa is wearing archaeologist clothes like gax, and her hair is pulled to the back of her head with a fancy barrette. gax is once again interrupted, but this time it’s by the guy who stole the sphere in the first place. he’s like, “pelius is going to kill me for giving up who hired me, and it’s your fault.” 

gax is like, “you’re an embarrassment to the science of archaeology. you’ve gone against the very tenets of our profession and i don’t care what happens to you.” 

this obviously makes him feel shitty, but rather than internalizing it he just hates her guts. he leaves, and she goes back to the dig and doesn’t watch him go. but he glares with contempt over his shoulder, because he will also be an antagonist in future installments. 

and that guy’s name? 

SHEEV PALPATINE.

i’m just kidding, these are all new characters, his name is like george or something. 

the end. 

give me money.

[stillebesat]

Does Logan get nightmares after being with Virgil for a while? Does Virgil know of Logan’s old situation with his mom? Just curious about A Special Delivery! Love this story btw! Had me hooked from the beginning!

:D I’m glad you loved the story!! :D  Does Logan get nightmares after being with Virgil for a while?   Nightmare Logan struggled to draw a full breath as he stood on the very tippy tops of his tippy toes, trying to reach the handle that would free him from the horrible attic. 

“Momma.” He whispered, fingers slick with sweat from the heat. “Momma please.” It was too hot. Far too hot. Momma couldn’t be mad if he came out now right? “Momma.”     

But no matter how high he reached he couldn’t do more than touch the bottom of the round knob. He whimpered, letting his feet fall flat, turning in the too hot space. Sweat dribbled down his brow as he staggered away from the doorway. Maybe there was something to climb on? Something to help him?     

He squinted his eyes, catching something glimmering in the corner. “OH!” He ran straight to the sewing machine that glimmered dark brown like the melted chocolate on TV. If he could drag it over to the door--maybe maybe--he could climb it and reach the handle!     

Logan grabbed the metal bars of the table.    

“LOGAN!!”     

Logan yelped as the bars burned his fingers and turned to stare up and up and up at his Momma.     

“WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT BEING IN MY SEWING ROOM!” Her eyes shot fire bolts directly at him, with a scream he ducked, the heat from the flames scorching his back.     

Too hot! Too Hot! Momma was going to burn him in the attic! He tried crawling to her, but the floor melted around him, sucking at his legs. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorr--”     

“Lo?”    

A deeper voice, cold like the tap water washed through his head as cool fingers touched the back of his neck. 

Logan gasped, shooting upright in bed, looking wildly around. “Sorry Mo--” He cut off as a lamp clicked on revealing his Daddy right there in bed next to him. “Daddy.” He gasped, practically flinging himself into Virgil’s chest, clinging tightly to him. “I too hot. Too hot!” His eyes shimmered as he fought not to cry. “Too hot.” He hated being in the attic. HATED IT.  

Cool fingers ran through his damp hair as his Daddy pulled him closer, picking him up easily into his arms as he slid from the mattress that had been pulled into the living room where the big windows were. “Let’s get you cooler then, okay Lo?” He whispered like he’d done every time Logan had woken up from the attic dreams. “You don’t have to be too hot. We can be as cold as you want.” 

Logan drew in a shaky breath. “I--Ice cream---outside?” He whispered. 

Virgil huffed, voice tinged with a laugh. “Sure Lo. One cream pop only though, okay?” He said moving them to the kitchen and pulling open the freezer. 

--------End snippet. 

If he gets too warm at night, Logan will dream about being stuck in the attic while his Mom is talking to people downstairs. It takes Virgil a bit to figure out the right temperature to keep the apartment at at night so Logan stays cool enough to not have nightmares. But if he does, Virgil’s right there to help cool him back down in whatever manner Logan decides he needs. Sometimes it’s simply keeping the blanket off of him for the rest of the night, other times its cold wash cloths on the face or neck, a cream pop, sitting outside, cold baths...or a combination of them depending on how bad the nightmare was for Lo.  

----

Does Virgil know of Logan’s old situation with his mom?

Virgil knows it was bad because he’s familiar enough with Remy’s duties as a S.T.O.R.K. to know just what it takes for a child to be taken away from their original family. Plus Logan had quite the bruise on his cheek when Remy brought him to him, and his son was practically skin and bones when he held him for the first time. It takes him a while to ask Remy just what sort of situation Logan was in when Remy found him though because in his wildest dreams of hoping they were still alive out there somewhere--Virgil couldn’t imagine the girl he nearly married becoming such a bad mother. Of course...he never really knew her.

For some reason it won’t let me add in a “Read More” so apologizes for the length of the post. 

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Dan Watches: Star Wars: Episode II - Attack Of The Clones

Alright so I did this for Episode I which you can find here. So.. here’s my weird.. live reaction/note taking/whatever this is.. to Episode ll. 

Alright so.. Once again the opening crawl is very politicy. 

Count Dooku I think is mentioned for the first time in it and Padme becomes a Senator instead of a Queen in it.. which.. is weird. 

The Naboo ships im not sure about.. I like the design but they seem too new and clean for being a prequel. That said they are owned by royalty so i can let it slide i guess. 

“I guess i was wrong, there was no danger at all” *EXPLOSION* ffs Jeff, you couldn’t keep your mouth shut? 

Nooooooo! Not.. Cordey? Omfg that was the worst death i’ve ever seen. Terribly acted. 

Ayy it’s the Jedi avengers, no but like why is like i presume the whole or half the jedi council in this meeting? Shouldn’t they have like 1 representative? 

Yooo thats live action Barriss Offee in the back... hey girrrll ;) 

actually she’s probably supposed to be like 13 or somehting so i take that back. 

 I love just all the traffic flying by the window

YOOOO it’s my boy Jar Jar aka Darth Plagueis the Wise, don’t @ me. 

Spice mines on the moon of Naboo you say? Isn’t Spice a drug but you mine for it.. there are drug miners in Star Wars.. good stuff. 

That elevator would be terrifying. 

Obiwan just like.. LOL I fell into a nest of Gundarks.. what a character I am. .. Love him. 

Anakin like “I haven’t seen her since i was underaged master.. now i can  get my fuck on!”

ALSO ITS BEEN 10 YEARS!?

“Ani you’ll always be that little boy” *Police sirens*

Anakins a little bitch

I think Jar Jar’s ears things are much longer.. but might just be me imagining things. 

She’s not forgotten you, she said your name.. you creep. 

Heeyy look it’s your custom star wars character Zam. 

Obiwan is so sassy

Anakin is pretty creepy towards Padme. 

Those worm things are naasty

Yo tbf that was some smooth lightsabering, they were like an inch tall and right up on Padme and he didnt even hurt her accidentally. I’d have killed her there. 

Obiwan just fucking dives out the window like its nothing. Mad man. 

Zam is the worst, instead of shooting Obiwan she shoots her own damn droid. 

Damn it Anakin, he’s told you to stay away from power couplings. 

Obiwan is just gonna be like “FFS ANAKIN!” this entire movie... well.. Saga. 

I wonder how Jedi pick their robes because like some are very similar and then theres like a few that have darker leather stuff, it’s like there’s a jedi stylist or something.. Someone make that OC. 

 Amazing catch Obi. 

So Obiwan is his real name but he goes by Ben later on and then Ben Solo is named after him but shouldn’t it be Obiwan Solo? 

A changeling, she really is a custom character. 

Yoo that Twilek wasn’t stupidly thin, I’m here for Thicc Twilek. 

What species is Death Stick guy! I wanna know what he does with his life after he rethinks it

I hope it backfires and he’s like “Hey.. I could be doing so much more” and he ends up like the head of a crime family. 

She didnt even change.. so much for changeling. 

....she did when she died i take it back. 

Damn the background Jedi are ugly. 

I like how this shows that Palpatine has already begun manipulating Anakin. 

Still dont understand why Jedi see the balance being a good thing when it’s leaning heavily towards the light side right now. 

Anakin “IM READY FOR THE TRIALS!” .. you aint. You a moody bitch.

I like Padme’s dress. 

Anakin just got warned to back down because he’s being a creep. 

Omfg whats that rape face. 

Dormy or whatever her name is, better actress than Padme. 

Poncho! Cal approves. 

WOO ITS DEX!

Jawa Juice? Ew.

Wtf is the Rishi maze?

Dex suddenly went sinister at the end, why? 

Yess the librarian! She’s the best. I think she has a badass Order 66 story if im remembering correctly. 

She’s very sure about her records though.. calm down lady. 

“No droids” says the droid to the other droid. 

So i presume the head of the Jedi Council is always the one who looks after the younglings. 

Awwh the little babies and they’re all gonna get killed by Creep Vader. 

Yoda is so soft, good dad figure. Best boy. 

They elect queens on Naboo.. thats interesting. 

I love the Jedi fighter look. 

HOLD THE FUCK UP THEY DIDNT KNOW ABOUT KAMINO 

THERE WAS A FUCKING LONG NECKY ALIEN ON THE JEDI COUNCIL IN EP 1.. 

.... some bullshit. 

I should really look into Sifo Dyas

And Why are there not more Clones in Star Wars... 

Other than like.. .. spoilers for.. you know what nevermind. 

I DONT LIKE SAND! HE SAID THE THING

Anakin you creep

Why the fuck would Padme even lean in at all? He’s been nothing but a creep and she’s shown 0 interest in him at all so far. 

The Camino people are pretty chill. 

That was the first bit of actual chemistry between Padme and Anakin 

Omfg the pear, fuck off. 

Also forgot to comment but theres some clear like.. oohhhhhh moments im having with how order 66 got set up. 

Has Padme had an outfit change again?

She’s got her sexy outfit on to turn him down.. seems right. 

Her make up is a bit.. much

Sooo the force is weaker with the jedi because the light sides had it so good for so long that the force is trying to balance out and bring it back the other way, makes sense. 

It’s actually his connection to his mom that brings him towards the darkside to start.. nice. 

Padme trying to be inconspicuous is super conspicuous 

I like that the droid said okey dokey. 

YAAAAAAAAAAAAY WATTO

YAAAAY ANI SPEAKING HUTTESE

I love how Watto is happy to see Ani. 

Watto doesn’t deserve the shitty life he ended up with. 

Love some New Zealander up in my Star Wars. 

Seismic charges have such good sound design. 

Thats one hell of a missile. 

Eyyyyy it’s c3p0 it’s amazing how much i’d forgot of this. 

Tusken Raiders are dicks. They know sign language but they’re dicks. 

Even Anakin is like “These are good people”, good. They’ll raise your son. 

Is that general grevious’ voice? 

What the fuck are these aliens

Awwwh noooo she waited just to die in her sons arms. 

Tbf i’d go full darkside if someone tortured my mom. 

You know what.. this Ani is nothing like the ones from the cartoon, he seems like less of a whiney bitch in the clone wars but we’ll see.. 

Cleg Lars’ hover chair is pretty dope. 

Anakin got over hating Obi Wan real quick. 

Even captured Obiwan is a sassy boy. 

Jar Jar as badass as he is.. is basically putting the Sith Lord in charge. 

So far if you dont know that palpatine is the Sith there isnt really anything obvious telling you which is pretty interesting. 

Padme has had another outfit change, another iconic look. 

And so behind the adventures of r2 and c3po

C3PO had a costume change, he’s been watching Padme. 

The fake out they have you thinking Padme is covered in magma is pretty good

Okay then suddenly she loves him.

Also bye bye lightsaber

Genosians are pretty gross

In my head they were always the same as Toydarians for some reason

I like that bug monster, i remember killing them in one of the older battlefront games.. as maybe Aayla Sekura but maybe i made that up. 

Anakin surely got the best one to fight. He basically tames it.

The fucking peck on the cheek, was that needed? 

Droidekas are still cool as fuck. 

Suddenly Jedi. 

The Jedi that made it up to Dooku is terrible, he cant even reflect a few blaster blasts.

Well.. Jango lost his head. 

The smile on that green jedi’s face is beautiful, what a beautiful alien man. Kit Fisto.

Obiwan is an icon. 

Dooku is pretty reasonable all things considered. 

Woo clones!

“Around the survivors, a perimiter, create.” Yoda.. just speak normally damnit. 

Yoo what if Jaro Tapal shows up in the new Clone Wars cartoon season.. i’d lose my shit. 

I like Dooku’s bike. 

Anakin you dumb fuck. 

I always thought Dooku’s curved lightsaber was weird. 

Rey should have done this sick ass catching the lightning trick instead of the two lightsabers. 

Jedi flips all over the place woop. 

As obvious as it is that Palpatine is the hooded Sith, i feel like they dont show his full face because i feel like a little kid might not be able to tell. 

I kinda like how it shows a bunch of clones (the basic start of the stormtrooper) and then star destroyers and it’s like.. heres where the empire started. 

Aaaaaand they’re married? so yeah.. congrats Ani you creeped your way into being a husband. 

[girlbossk]

ok so my thoughts on dark journey finally

because im about to start enemy lines i: rebel dream soon and would like to keep this liveblog in order

so first of all jaina deserved SO MUCH BETTER in this book, from everyone but especially from kyp!!!!! and she’s being manipulated on two sides, by kyp and by ta’a chume, but the narrative tries to portray kyp in a good light (and, to an extent, jaina as bad) SO HARD and that’s just. not good.

so, kyp offers to train jaina. jaina is like “no, fuck off.” this happens a few books ago and since then her brother has died and her other brother is captured/maybe dead and basically she’s been through A LOT and then... kyp is like “hey! nice to see you, ready to train?” and jaina is very emotionally unstable and kind of turning to the dark side, and also wants to piss off some of the other jedi, so she’s like “FINE.”

kyp is a terrible influence and uses jaina for his own means and pushes her closer to the dark side. later when she’s like, even MORE dark, he’s finally like “uhhhh u are dark” and she’s like “no shit, you did it first” and basically this whole entire plot line is meant to redeem KYP.

but this is not a post about kyp.

so let’s talk about something else ridiculous in this book, which was that ta’a chume thought jaina, a nineteen year old, would marry isolder, and that isolder would go along with it. that’s already ridiculous. but it’s even MORE ridiculous that jaina doesn’t notice that this is going on.

there is literally a scene where jag and jaina are arguing and jag is like “don’t marry isolder” and jaina storms off and somehow DOESNT NOTICE JAG SAID THAT so later in the book she’s like “??????? u want ME to marry isolder and not my mom???????”

this is going to be a very disjointed post but next point of discussion is back to kyp (ugh) because... he’s like???? into jaina??????? she’s a teen and he’s like, thirty-five. he makes her change clothes while he’s in the room. it SUCKS.

and jaina’s like.... kinda having Feelings which is NOT HER FAULT due to the literal force manipulation kyp keeps using on her and like?????? leave her alone, please, you should at least pretend to be a responsible adult.

oh and more on the force manipulation stuff, can kyp stop erasing memories? that’s bad, dude. remember qwi??? REMEMBER QWI???????

that’s not even related to this book which i am very mad at but let’s end this post on a happy note and talk about jaina and lowie, and jaina and jag!!!!

so first up is jaina and lowie and their ADORABLE FRIENDSHIP. brushing over how kyp manipulates jaina into being a dick to lowie. anyways, there’s a ton of lowie-teasing-jaina-about-jag stuff and it’s the CUTEST and there’s one scene where jaina pulls him down into a hug and kisses his forehead and then all the coralskipper goop she was covered in gets in his fur. it’s the BEST.

and lowie is like “my uncle chewbacca told me humans were confusing but i didn’t realize they were THIS confusing” when jaina and jag are shouting at each other again, which leads me to...

jaina and jag!!!!!!! ok so i’ve always preferred jag with jaina over everyone due to fate of the jedi being my shit when i was younger but that’s not what this is about. this is ACTUALLY an analysis of the similarities between jaina and jag, and han and leia!!!! jaina is han and jag is leia.

ok so, for jaina and han comparisons, i didn’t notice anything specific or blatant in this book but that’s always been a thing in every star war book, jaina has always been the mini han. that’s just, as tenel ka would say, a fact.

now for the jag and leia comparisons, these come in the text!!! there was one with him talking with leia and she’s like “hm, when you’re done fighting you should be a diplomat, you’re good at that” which is a comparison because that’s what leia did!!!! and there was another one that i think was in jaina’s thoughts? which i don’t actually remember the specifics of but it was after i had already started making comparisons in my mind so i gasped at the confirmation.

anothe way they’re like han and leia is when lowie refers to chewbacca while they’re fighting, because. yknow. and if you don’t know, go watch the empire strikes back. look how annoyed chewie is. THEN you know.

also tenel ka is queen mother now which is great!!! but teneniel is dead which is not!!!!!!