#Jedi Triplets

[crashlanding-skywalker]

Luke: I went to the ladder and then fell down, got goldfish with third cousin mcdonalds day off.

Luke: NO TEST.

[ungravity12]

My Roman Empire 🥹

[seven-oomen]

(Not written yet, just writing down an idea)

Jangobi AU idea featuring:

Mand'alore Jaster Mereel lives until 32-33BBY

Enemies to lovers Jangobi

Mandalorian & Jedi Obi-Wan

Mandalorian & Force sensitive Cal Kestis

Mandalorian & Jedi Padawan Anakin Skywalker

Mandalorian Omega

Dualsex Stewjoni Obi-Wan & Mpreg

Triplets Boba Fett & Omega & Cal Kestis

Space cowboys

A year before the events of The Phantom menace, 24-year-old padawan Obi-Wan Kenobi and his master Qui-Gon Jinn are sent to Mandalore to broker peace among Mandalorian factions on the brink of war.

The negotiations are difficult and tensions are rising. Not just between the factions themselves, but also between the young negotiator, and the son of the current mand'alore. 33-year-old Jango Fett.

As negotiations start to fail, and several assassination attempts occur, it becomes ever so clear that there is no simple resolve for Mandalore and civil war is imminent.

The tensions between Jango and Obi-Wan are rising as well, first hating each other at opposite sides, but slowly learning to work together and seeing one another for who they really are.

Things come to an end when Jango declares his love for Obi-Wan. (nine months after meeting him, 3 months before the phantom menace) The two consummate their love. Meanwhile, war breaks out and Jaster Mereel is killed by Clan Vizsla.

Eventually, the new Mandalorians win the war, with Satine Kryze as the new ruler of Mandalore.

Jango Fett and his clan, what's left of it, is displaced to the planet Koboh. For no other reason than I wanna write Mandalorian bounty hunters that are also space cowboys.

Events of the phantom menace occur, Qui-Gon Jinn is killed on Naboo, but in a twist of fate, the council decides not to train Anakin.

Feeling like he has no other choice, Obi-Wan leaves the Jedi council to train Anakin himself and uphold his promise to Qui-Gon.

Twist number 2, turns out Obi-Wan is pregnant with triplets.

Obi-Wan leaves Coruscant with nine-year-old Anakin.

And along his journey in training Anakin, frees Schmi Skywalker from slavery. Meets a group of young Mandalorian foundlings that used to be from Clan Mereel but were displaced during the clan's exile ranging from 17 years of age (Cody/Kote), 16 years old (Rex), 15 years old Hunter, 14-year-olds Crosshair & Tech (twins) and Wrecker, 12 years old Echo & Fives (twins).

Together with only Schmi to control and guide a ragtag team of teenagers, A pregnant Obi-Wan has to find his way in a tumultuous galaxy until he inadvertently makes his way to Koboh and reunites with Jango.

And that's what I have so far.

I also don't mind if people run with the idea for art or fanfiction, but I would appreciate a link, if you do. And an inspired by would make my day.

[nonhumanhottie]

Rebels season 1 rewatch

Empire day

I love when Ezra has his little bratty teen attitude

I love how angry the TIE pilots are for no reason

So does Ezra have the same birthday as Luke and Leia? They're like force triplets

I love the way the main imperials interact with each other they all hate each other so much lmao

Kanan's 'EMPIRE DAY! I LOVE IT!' lives rent free in my head oh my god

The grand inquisitor genuinely has such a frightening design and I love it

Ezra being on the streets since he was 7 breaks my heart

Rebels shows Kanan and Ezra using the force in much more practical ways since they're not traditionally trained jedi knights

Kallus is so menacing with his angry little sneers

Ugh the grand inquistor's medieval knight styled amour is so inspired

[dontbelasagnax]

Hello

What is a character that you did not expect you would like but ended up being obsessed with?

Hi thank you for the question! You have no idea what can of worms you just opened haha! My answer is Obi-Wan but wait- let me explain!

I first watched the Star Wars movies with my family when I was 5 or 6 in the order that they were released. So originals then prequels. Over the years, we watched 2003 Clone Wars, the TCW movie, and then we would catch some episodes of TCW from time to time when we were somewhere that had cable TV and was playing the show on Cartoon Network.

My little child brain did not see any nuance whatsoever because I was a child and therefore all my favorite characters were characters I thought were cool or the epitome of #girlpower (I'm a lesbian. I was obsessing over them in a lesbian way. I did not know this. Go women.) To me, Obi-Wan was just a white man. He was nice but he was also bland and boring. I didn't really touch his action figure when I would play with the Star Wars ones my brothers and I shared.

Last year I decided to watch Star Wars in chronological order of events rather than release date. And I really wanted to sit down and actually watch TCW because I'd only seen odd episodes here and there as a kid. In my rewatch, I was struck by Obi-Wan's kind heart, undying belief in the Jedi Order and the light side of the Force, sass and wit mingling with posh Brit attitude, the way he just slays nonstop (even in flavors of drowned wet cat and pathetic meow meow), and his overwhelming vibes of bisexuality. I was quite taken by him. He went from being just some white guy to being My Special White Guy.

[If you are curious and would like to see my list of childhood faves, it's under the cut.]

Vader - He's intimidating and I had his lightsaber. (Came in a three pack of Vader, Luke, and Obi-Wan. My mom went ham for things that came in three's or multiples of three because I'm a triplet and it's convenient)

C-3P0 - He literally went to the school of cuntology. (Special honor goes to his husband R2. Inseparable comedy and fuck-shit-up duo.)

Leia - She's a badass and I'm a lesbian. Slave Leia outfit did something to my developing brain.

Padmé - She's competent and I'm a lesbian. Also I would regularly check out the Star Wars visual dictionaries from the library or just look at them while I was there (I would go every Wednesday) and stare her costumes for way too long. Genuinely, I was (and still am) obsessed with every single costume they gave her.

Ahsoka - Jedi who's a girl and also a kid like me???!? Instant fave.

Ventress - Oaughhhgg drop dead gorgeous woman with two beautiful red lightsabers and the way she fights????? Guards, take me away

Aurra Sing - Genuinely think this one was because I'm a lesbian. I recall checking out a novel where she was the mc along with a comic that featured her from the library and the only thing from them I remember is looking at the pictures of her and thinking she's so pretty.

Mace Windu - Special honors go to him because his lightsaber color is the best. When I dove into Star Wars fandom spaces for the first time last year, I could not fathom why I kept seeing people say stuff about "Windu hate". I was under the impression the only thing to critique was they didn't let Samuel L Jackson say motherfucker even once. I stand by this.

[jedi-nurse]

Ok so I was inspired by this post to write a angsty and fluffy little one-shot featuring @better-call-mau1 's Wren-Bridger triplets

Story under the cut. Enjoy!

Ezra Bridger was no stranger to Force visions. Typically, they showed more of something that would occur in the future, but on the rare occasion, one would be of the past. Which is what happened on a typical sunny Lothal day while he was out shopping in the market.

Well, it wasn’t an entirely typical day because he had his triplets, Caleb, Mira, and Ursa, in tow. His wife, Sabine Wren, was just about to have their fourth child any day, and he knew she needed a quiet afternoon, so he took the rambunctious 4 year olds to do some shopping. 

He told them they were going shopping so they could each get a gift for their new baby sibling. The triplets were excitedly looking around the stalls of the Lothal market, each trying to find the perfect gift. Ursa, being the most mischievous of the three, decided she liked a wooden loth-cat and since it was too high for her to reach she just used her Force powers to bring it down to her. Ezra caught her in the act and before he knew it he was transported back in time to when he was not much older than the triplets.

His mother, Mira Bridger, had taken him along to get some produce in the market. Ezra, who was particularly fond of jogans, wanted one but it was just out of reach. He reached his little hand up and using all his concentration he started to pull the purple fruit towards him. As the fruit was dangling in the air he heard his mother gasp before grabbing him up and quickly exiting the market. Young Ezra didn’t understand what was wrong or why his mom didn’t let him get the fruit. It wasn’t until years later he realized she was protecting her Force sensitive son. 

Shaking his head to clear his mind he heard his daughter’s voice, 

“Buir, I found a present for the baby!” Ursa said, jumping up and down with the wooden figure in her tiny hands. Ezra smiled at her and paid the shopkeeper. He smiled at the thought that because of what his parents had started all those years ago it eventually led to him joining the Spectres, becoming a Jedi, and fighting in the Rebellion with Sabine. And all those things lead to him being married to the love of his life and getting to raise their Force-sensitive children without fear.

[shrinkthisviolet]

realizing they can never return home with the Skywalker triplets?

Gladly! This follows them throughout the trilogy and touches on some of the aftermath. It's vague on purpose, but the details here are mostly true to how things will go for them after the war (if I tweak a few minor things, I’ll edit this fic to reflect that). Also, I added some Han in here too, hope you don't mind:

War was a funny thing.

Lucy and Leia had grown up hearing stories about it, dipped into it as children, and thrust into it as adults. Luke had grown up knowing about it only from the Imperial history books, ignorant to the rest of it by design, and thrust into it with little warning as an adult, with only his mentor and surrogate sister to guide him.

But then his mentor died, he gained two friends, and his surrogate sister turned out to be the more deeply connected to the Force and lightly trained in connecting to it and holding a staff.

But she at least had resources from Ben—Obi-Wan, but Luke and Leia refused to call him that, and Lucy had always called him Obi—so the two of them muddled through.

It wasn’t easy. Between Jedi training and the fights against the Empire, sometimes it felt like only their promise kept them going through the worst of it: no more children fearing the Empire.

Lucy and Luke’s shared nightmare had turned out to be real. Leia had lost her home planet, her parents, her people. Han had been homeless all his life, bouncing around, taking odd jobs, never having a place to call home. They refused to let any other child suffer such horrors…and with the defeat of the first Death Star, it became easier to believe.

So they threw themselves into it, dedicated themselves to the cause, rose up in the Rebellion (Leia already had, but she was more than happy to pull them up as far as she could—to her, these were her best friends, her family). It became all about the Rebellion, from early dawn to darkest night, and even while they slept.

Tyranny never slept, after all, so why should freedom?

Fighting took a toll, of course it did. Physical scars abounded in Luke’s prosthetic hand, Lucy’s prosthetic arm, the small scars on Leia’s face and hands from the torture droids, Han’s torture scars and fuzzy vision in the first few seconds of a bright light. The four of them awoke screaming from nightmares, consoled only by the presence of one another. Luke, Lucy, and Leia, with connections to the Force, had it the worst, so often they’d sleep cuddled together if they could afford it.

When the war’s over, they told themselves, things will be different.

So hoped every Rebellion soldier. Everyone wanted to go home again, once there was a home to go back to…and slowly, with each battle won, with each victory, even with each loss…they held on to that, inching closer and closer.

And then Luke, Lucy, and Leia discovering they were siblings.

And then the Rebellion blew up the Death Star.

And then Luke came back, embraced his siblings—siblings, imagine that, two of them—and his best friend.

Things were supposed to get easier after that.

But they didn’t. They never got easier.

Each of them had been hurt, betrayed, in different ways throughout the war. And there was no time to linger on that in wartime, of course—but now, with peacetime nigh…there was time.

Even as peace talks were still under way…their bodies relaxed, slowly registering the danger had passed…and newly processing everything that had come before.

Luke and Lucy taught Leia in the Jedi way, and Leia took to the lessons well. Han and Leia got married, settling into Hosnian Prime, with Leia as one of the top Senators. It felt almost like a restoration.

(It wasn’t home, though, and Leia saw it every time she looked out the window.

Han had never settled anywhere long enough to call home, had never bothered about it. But seeing Leia so tearful, so bitter…he couldn’t help but weep for her.)

And Luke and Lucy…well…

“I’m leaving, Luke.”

“…what?”

“I’m leaving,” Lucy repeated stiffly. “I didn’t want to say anything until the wedding was over, so…here it is.”

“Is this about—?”

“It’s about me,” Lucy snapped, “thank you very much, and I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t make a fuss and let me go.”

Luke pursed his lips. “Does Leia know?”

Lucy looked away.

“I…I rather hoped you’d come with me and—”

“No.” her voice trembled.

“You finished my training, Lu!” He insisted. “I—”

“You’ll manage just fine without me.” She took a deep, shuddering breath. “Better, even, I’d wager.”

“Lulu…”

“My mind is made up, Luke. Don’t waste our last moments trying to change it.”

He sighed, hugging his sister tightly. “If you want to leave…then alright. I won’t stop you. But at least tell me, where will you go?”

“Home, I think. To finish Aunt Beru’s work.”

He nodded sadly. “Keep in touch.”

She smiled bitterly. “We’re already in touch, genius.” She touched her forehead to his, closing his eyes and savoring his presence for a few moments. “I’ll miss you.”

“Please don’t let this be forever,” he whispered. “You’re family, and you know how to find me. You’re welcome anytime.”

“I know,” Lucy smiled sadly. “I know, Luke. I love you too.”

So off she went, flying to Tatooine, intent on her mission.

(Her mission had more than one part to it, but Luke didn’t have to know that.

Nor did he have to know that the further she went, the less it felt like home.)

Luke, for his part, wandered about, following trails and leads to find other Jedi for his Jedi school. Other students, even.

He’d start with adults, he decided. Kids could be challenging, and Luke himself had learned as an adult—he had experience teaching that age range. When he found more Jedi…well, then he’d see about teaching kids too.

(And yet, no matter where he went, no matter how many friends he made or places he settled…his heart still longed for home.

His heart still longed for his sisters.)

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[vulnonapix1234]

Star wars fix it, but it's about Ezra, Leia and Luke.

(Differences from Canon: Mace and the other Jedi killed Palpatine, Order 66 never happened, Anakin died on Mustafar, and Padme died from her injuries)

I just like to imagine them growing up as triplets.

Like 3-year-old Leia did the equation of Ezra having the same birthday as them, blue eyes like her brother, and dark hair like her.

So they had to be siblings, right?

(This is to the amusement of everyone, especially Obi-Wan and Mace, though the latter will joke about bad influences and all that.)

They grow up loved and protected by their gigantic Jedi family, and their thousands of similar-looking uncles.

When it's finally time for them to enter their padawanship, Leia grabs Obi-Wan, Luke gets tackled by Asoka (who came back to the order after the war ended) and Ezra takes his rightful place as newly knighted Caleb dumes headaches.

(If it weren't him, it would have been Mace or Depa. He was Calebs Foundling and the rest of the shatterpoint line has called dips)

They learn to become stronger and establish themselves as the person that they were always supposed to be.

Leia becomes one of the youngest Jedi masters and is training to become part of the council. She is well known for her no-nonsense nature and her aggressive negotiations.

Luke becomes a Jedi Consular and works on becoming a cherche master. He is known for his seemingly unbreakable patience and the ability to calm any child from a temper tantrum. He was also listed to care for Grogu after his former caretaker died.

Ezra becomes a Jedi Sentinel and specializes in the dark side of the force. Boy has a talent for finding sith shit. He works on finding out more about it so that it would lose that 'magical allure of the unknown/the promise of power'. He is known for his nerves of steel and unableness to fall. He also took in Ben Solo as his padawan

[a-k-a-l-i]

Watching Padme's Future

Chapter 2

Whispers, bets, shouting. That’s all one could hear for miles.

After viewing the first few moments of Senator Amidala’s private life, many have begun to like her even more. The holo-reports saying that she was nothing but a cold woman, one who doesn’t engage in romantic relationships, one who would rather be stuck in a stuffy office all day than be out socializing, are now all rumors, false, not the true Senator Amidala.

“She has lovely children.”

“A bit unorthodox if you asked me…”

“No one asked you.”

“I’m jealous of the man who is the father.”

“He must have some great genes.”

Padme blushed, which she tried to hide. She hopes and prays that nothing embarrassing would be shown, it is still her private life…at least, she hopes she could keep a shred of privacy, she would hate for all the hard work she’s done to maintain a nice quiet life behind the glamor of the Amidala personality to be over simply because the Force decided otherwise.

“Goddesses above help me,” she whispered, managing to catch a glance at her husband.

Jedi were talking furiously, all quiet of course, but one could tell that they were at a loss for words.

“The senator has helped us many times in the past, and she continues to do so now. I think we shouldn’t take her offspring,” Obi-wan said, putting a hand on his beard.

“They already have lightsabers, Master Kenobi, that means we already took them.”

“What about the fact that they are still in contact with her?” Adi Gallia asked, her eyes darted to the petite young senator.

“Hold off anymore decisions, we will, wait until the time is right, yes?” Yoda hobbled back towards the center, chuckling. The other Jedi Masters followed his lead.

The children were shown setting up a table, though not without arguments and protests.

“Oh come on, I think we should do blue today.”

“No! Pink! Pink is the best color.”

“Nuh uh.”

“Yuh uh.”

“Adira, Aleena, I’m surprised at you two, normally you are two peas in a pod,” Padme folded her arms across her chest, an apron tied neatly around her waist.

“But-!”

“No, today, we shall have periwinkle,” She turned and left, leaving the two girls to pout in disappointment.

“Periwinkle isn’t a bad color choice…” Aleena muttered, glancing at her triplet.

“Yeah…it’s a very pretty color…” Adira smiled. The girls shook hands and ran off to grab the napkins.

“They were fighting over the color of napkins?!” She could not believe her ears, Ahsoka wanted to sink down on her knees, how could one fight over napkins?

Some other padawans laughed at Ahsoka, claiming that they were happy they didn’t have to deal with this.

Lyra sat on the floor of the veranda, watching the air speeders zoom by. Huffing she moved to lay down, staring at the sky instead.

“He’s late.”

The father?

Whispers once again broke. Is it the father? “Padme, dear, why not tell us who the father is?” Ruwee moved to his daughter, placing a hand on her shoulder. The Jedi unconsciously stepped forward to hear the long awaited answer.

The brunette stared at her father, a long moment passed before she gazed skyward, “I’m sure this scene will tell you who the father is soon enough.”

Many people who strained their ears to hear deflated. The woman was still clinging to privacy that would soon be shredded. HoloNet reporters were typing furiously on their datapads, hoping that once this event is over, they can be the first to publish their article. 

A yellow and gray Jedi Starfighter came into view, landing flawlessly on the landing pad. A man hopped out, patting his R2 unit, laughing quietly when the droid chirped.

Lyra sat up quickly, her eyes widening.

“Daddy!”

The man smiled, catching his daughter who launched herself at him.

“Hello young one, I missed you,” the girl squeezed him, giving her father a radiant smile.

“So did I, Mom is making dinner with Leia!”

“Let’s go then, shall we?”

Silence.

All that could be heard was silence for miles. At least, the sounds of speeders above them do not count as noise.

Chaos soon erupted. Shouts of confusion were all anyone could hear.

“ANAKIN SKYWALKER?”

“Oh my gods…”

“Anakin what did you do?”

“Master!?”

“A Jedi? Padme, out of all the men available you chose a Jedi?”

Anakin winced, this is not good. Running a hand through his hair, he stepped closer to his wife. Eyes focused on his movements, he smiled wryly, could he not have a moment of peace where he doesn’t have to think that someone is constantly watching him?

No?

Pity.

Palpatine felt an emotion he hasn’t felt in years. 

Nervousness. 

Impossible. 

Mace Windu stepped towards him, and Palaptine wanted to bare his teeth at the dark-skinned Jedi. Leaning over, the Jedi Master told him some instructions, to which the chancellor agreed. He cleared his throat, walking over to the microphone, tapping it three times to attract the attention of the people.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I assure you that not everything here will come to fruition. I have been informed by Jedi Master, Mace Windu, that the future could change. This is only one possibility.”

Doubts could be heard. 

Only one person won the bet on the father of Padme Amidala’s children, and it was none other than Obi-wan Kenobi.

“Do you have anything to say, Knight Skywalker?” Master Mundi asked.

“I do not, only that I noticed I have yet to be expelled since I still carry my lightsaber in the future,” Anakin replied, bowing slightly.

The Korun Master silently cursed Anakin, this boy will become trouble, he’s sure of it.

Plo Koon and Kit Fisto hovered together, making slight comments on which child they should take as a padawan, that is of course the other masters decided not to expel Skywalker.

Yoda slammed his favorite stick against the tiled floor, causing everyone to quiet down.

“Wait we will, until more is revealed, hasty I will not be, enjoy the peace with young Skywalker we must.”

At this, the Jedi looked at the green master who only pointed upward, where Anakin was shown with his daughter, smiling freely. Not a smirk. Not a grin. Not a fake plaster smile he uses with the paparazzi. But a true, real, authentic smile. That made everyone calm down, just slightly. 

Gasps could be heard once Anakin had appeared through the doorway.

“Dad!”

Soon enough the children, minus Luke and Leia, were clamoring to hug their father. Lyra was forced out of the circle, her eyes narrowed slightly.

“How was the mission–”

“I thought you said you’d be back home later!”

Luke and Leia laughed as they soon saw the look on their father’s face. They, along with Lyra, joined in the Skywalker pile. Padme came out, crossing her arms, a content smile on her face.

Anakin grinned, laugh lines crinkled as he did so, he stretched his palm outward, beckoning the woman he deems an angel to join, which she did. The elder man threw his head back, laughing, his entire world is here, safe in his arms.

“Wow.”

“I’m jealous.”

Jobal was worried, she knew, or at least read, how dangerous of a job it was being a Jedi, yet looking at this scene she knew that her youngest couldn’t be in safer hands…she hoped so.

Letting each other go, everyone headed to the dining room, laughter and joy was present in the room. Chatter was loud and unrelenting, voices talked over each other and  it was hard to hear one another, yet they happened to manage it.

The Jedi Masters held off their chiding remarks and just enjoyed the peace. If Anakin was here, being as free as a Shaak on the Naboo plains, then the war must’ve ended.

…

….

THE WAR!?

How could they have forgotten? For some reason, Dooku has not attacked, which was highly suspicious, but a relief.

Calming themselves, they returned their attention to the vision orb above.

The scene changed, a hallway was shown, a figure dressed in a dark robe with the hood hiding their features. Smoke made its way inside, giving the figure a terrifying aura.

A lightsaber hummed to life, a purple blade sizzled. A black polished knee-high boot came forward. The heel made a cracking sound. Step-by-step, this action was repeated, slowly.

“A purple saber?” Ahsoka gasped. Anakin turned his head towards Mace Windu. Unless the Korun Master decided to change his wardrobe quite drastically into something more feminine, he had no idea who this figure was.

“This…is strange,” Plo Koon drawled.

Multiple figures ran forward, igniting their own lightsabers, lights of red mixed with purple.

“You have two options, die willingly or die fighting,” one snarled, his own black hood covering his face, but the anger in his voice could not be hidden.

“Lousy options, let me do you one better,” a feminine voice spoke, amusement and indifference present in her tone, “Surrender willingly or die willingly, your choice of course.”

Yoda’s ears flattened against his head, “lost, she is. To the Dark Side, she has fallen.”

Anakin disagreed, he doubted it, he knew this wasn’t a darksider. The other Jedi Masters lowered their heads in mourning for the fallen Jedi. 

What Sith would voluntarily use a purple lightsaber? That was Ahsoka’s only thought.

The masked dark siders all but growled, racing forward attempting to be the first to strike this woman down. Raising her hand, they all froze in mid-air, grunts could be heard.

The woman's head turned slightly, facing the nearest enemy, “you…choose death, then?” A chuckle erupted out of her, causing the beings with the red lightsabers to tremble with fear in the air.

“Excellent choice.”

Two cracks bounced off the empty walls of the room, two figures fell from the air. The woman moved forward, striking two others. She released the others, engaging in a spar, though it was futile on her opponents part, for each of them died within a single stroke of her lightsaber. Twirling her weapon impressively, she extinguished it, sheathing it on her belt.

“That was brutal!” A man screamed from somewhere within the crowd. Many others agreed. 

“I wouldn’t want to be caught in her path.”

Shivers ran down the Jedi Masters spine, what a horribly gruesome way to kill your enemies.

Using both hands, she pulled her hood down, sparkling blue-brown eyes danced with satisfaction. She shook her blondish-brown hair and a smirk formed, she activated her commlink.

“Mission accomplished.”

“Did you do what I think you did?” A voice crackled from the other side.

“I don’t know what you mean, they have been handled, prepare the 501st,” the young woman snorted.

My 501st? The Jedi General wondered.

Ahsoka sighed in relief, “She hasn’t turned to the Dark Side–” 

“–Not yet,” Mace Windu interrupted, making the young Togruta gulp.

Obi-wan coughed, gathering many onlookers attention, “are we going to ignore the fact that this woman said ‘501st’?”

At that, many paled, though Anakin searched the crowd for his clone captain.

“Rex! Come here will you?”

The armored captain heeded his general’s commands, quickly making work of his legs and skipped a step at a time, finally reaching Anakin Skywalker.

“Yes, General?”

“You should stay here, just in case,” Anakin’s blue eyes found Rex’s brown ones.

“Yes, sir.”

“Aadaya.”

People gasped, wasn’t this General Skywalker and Senator Amidala’s child?

Fear struck through many hearts at the thought.

Aadaya laughed, “Kane, where are my troopers? I need their help, I already finished the hard part.”

“They’re on their way, Skywalker out.”

“That’s the Skywalker genes right there,” Anakin smirked. The people near him turned to him in confusion.

“Fighting in a badass type of way, only the Skywalkers can ever do stunts like that,” he explained, making everyone roll their eyes, yet silently agreeing with him. Only the Skywalkers apparently.

“At least we know the young girl hasn’t turned–” Plo was interrupted by Mundi.

“Not yet.”

Grumbling, Anakin looked at his wife who gave him a shaky smile.

Whatever happens, they will do it together.

~~~~~~~~~~

[vodika-vibes]

Don’t think I didn’t notice those tags about dad thorn . . .

I did, in fact!

So here you go, Thorn as a dad!

Thorn has identical triplet girls. Identical right down to the number of freckles on their faces.

The triplets were never treated as a single person but always treated as three individual people. At least, they were treated that way by their parents and their cousins and uncles on the clone side of the family.

Their mother's family isn't so good about treating them as different people.

And Thorn...well, Thorn has annoying little brother instincts from working with Fox, and also has annoying shit instincts from working with the Senate, so he encourages his girls in getting revenge however they want.

Thorn is a great dad to them. He'll go along with all of their hobbies, even if it's not one that he enjoys.

His oldest likes to cook, so he signed the pair of them up for cooking classes. The middle twin likes books and reading, so he brings her to the library three times a week to get new books and they read them together. And the youngest likes animals, so he schedules excusions to the zoo and aquarium once a week for her.

The only time the triplets are allowed to dress identically is when they're going to creche. They wear red shirts with his wing designs on the shoulders.

(Though, he's also guilty of buying them identical dresses and styling their hair identically just because he likes watching them freak out some of the natborns around him).

Thorn was the one who originally suggested switching shirts with other Clone Kids if they wanted to get into the temple...he didn't mean it, it was supposed to be a joke, but when the Corrie Kids started taking advantage of it...well, it would be a lesson in paying attention for the Jedi, wouldn't it.

[southern-stark]

“The triplets”

My clone OCs (going from left to right): Asher, Sign, and Vati

All three are part of and officers of my Jedi OC, Zakara’s clone battalion (Asher is commander, Sign is a lieutenant, and Vati is captain).

The three all came from the same batch and squad on Kamino, so the three of them are pretty tight knit and are nicknamed “the triplets” by the rest of the battalion.

Asher is grouchy, cautious/careful, has no problem speaking his mind, and acts like the protective older brother to the other two (he also suffers from chronic pain due to him losing his leg)

Vati is sarcastic, the living embodiment of unmedicated ADHD, prone to unorthodox tactics that tend to annoy Asher (he decided to hijack a separatist tank during one deployment, and drove it back to the base as a sort of trophy), and secretly a giant nerd about Twi’lek culture/history/language (Zakara named him “Vati” because it means “Warrior” in the Twi’lek language. He also has a gutkar painted on his shoulder as well as a smaller one on his helmet)

Sign is the little brother of the three, one who makes sure the other two don’t get themselves killed or do anything stupid, he’s very artistic and likes to either paint or create little sculptures from droid parts, he’s also mute so he only communicates using sign language (hence his name lol)

[Artwork done by Contextualthor on Instagram]

[matchademi]

Alone, Failure, Ghost, and Midnight for Naga

Alone:He HATES being alone. He is a triplet he spent his training years with his batchmates. But during the first two years of the war, he was alone doing trips back and forth between the blockaids to deliver messages between the Marines and the rest of the GAR until he got injured and was forced to stay on Coruscant. But even long before that, he lost contact with his batch. He doesn't even see Fox, whom he actively tries to seek out. So he spends most days with his jedi and his ad'ika

Failure:he feels like he failed Fox, his Vod'ika he feels like if he tried a little harder, he could have helped Fox and the guard. He also feels like he failed his batchmates. If he was around more, he could have helped save Ponds, and he could have kept his batch from falling out of contact he is also TERRIFIED of losing his Cyar and his ad'ika

Ghost:"You are no longer my brother." Those words will haunt his nightmares for the rest of his life, his biggest fear coming to life. He never gets over it he will always hate himself for giving Fox reasons to utter the words

Midnight:his most common reason for staying awake is pain. His injury almost paralyzed him, but he still suffers from nerve damage. He also wakes up screaming from nightmares he usually gets up to check on his Cyar and ad'ika and after his relationship with his brothers gets better he calls his batchmates (its never feels right without Ponds) and in REALLY bad situations he calls Seventeen

@t3mpest98 THIS HELL SITE IS ANNOYING TIS DONE NOW

[seven-oomen]

Since I've had quite a bad day today I decided to pauze the writing for Caught somewhere in time for the day and instead work on some Clone / Clone wars headcanons of my own that I'm going to include in the fic. Link now under cut!!

A few things that will be a plot point:

Parentage of Cal Kestis (Like one of them is Obi-Wan, but the other...??? I know, you don't.)

Romance of Cody and Obi-Wan

Sibling relationship between Anakin, Cal, and Ahsoka

Corruption in the senate (Sith Lord and after)

Way to free the clones and end order 66 (chip storyline)

Headcanons:

The Jedi can tell all the clones apart by their presences in the force. It's like a second nature to them. They never mix them up.

Cody likes to knit.

Obi-Wan finds that an absolute delight and happily provides him with the materials and anything else he needs.

Although all the clones can technically count as 'twins' only the ones that shared a gestational pod are considered official twins among the clones. Fives and Echo are among these twins. The prevalence of 'twin births' is about 3%.

Triplets also occur but they are much rarer, there have been three documented cases in the history of the clone troopers. I kinda wanna headcanon that Cody, Fox, and Wolffe are one of these triplets. Out of the three Cody was the smallest at birth. (He caught up later just fine).

Echo has a photographic memory, Fives has a natural gift to spot patterns and connections.

Wolffe seems like a stuck up hardass, but he's an actual softie on the inside and has a knack for sensing when his brothers or others need him the most. His pack is his life.

Fox honors his name by having a very mischievous streak with his brothers. Even if he seems to be a bitch for the rules in every day life, his brothers know him better than that.

Wolffe is excellent at poker.

Fox and Echo battle for the title of Holo-tactic champion.

Waxer is actually fantastic with kids, this stems from his time in training, when he would often visit his little cadet brothers and spend time with them.

Kix is an excellent cook.

Cody can't cook to save his life. Neither can Obi-Wan. Fortunately Obi-Wan knows the right people who can cook.

All the clones are caf drinkers, black, no additives.

Rex carves jewelry like bracelets for everyone, Cody puts trackers in everything Rex carves, or he knits. He'll find a way.

All the clones have unique sleeping positions. It's one of the ways to tell them apart.

Cal and Anakin have a brotherly rivalry, to the point where Cal has actively tried to electrocute Anakin, and Anakin has attempted to force push Cal down a flight of stairs. But if anyone else tries to harm one of them, the other unleashes hellfire upon the assailant.

Cal and Ahsoka quickly become best friends and team up against Anakin whenever the situation allows for it. Obi-Wan actively encourages this, it's hilarious to him.

Among Anakin, Ahsoka, and Cal; Obi-Wan is known as mom. Cody is dubbed 'dad' at some point. The other clones find this hilarious.

While Ahsoka starts as a relatively short teenager, her species tends to grow larger than the average human. So by the time she's an adult, she stands at a respective 200 cm (6'6.7). Anakin hates this in particular, because he was used to being the tallest in the group.

And that's what I got so far. Will probably add more at some point.

[direwolfrules]

Some things I noticed while rewatching "The Academy" episode of The Clone Wars

Soniee's at the docks to greet the Jedi, but Almec doesn't introduce her which. Is weird. Almec why do you suck so bad?

Seriously, she's left standing there when the others are called up. Just hanging in the back, forever alone.

Lagos just looks so done on the docks. Just so done.

Lagos also leans forward a little when Korkie asks to see Ahsoka's lightsaber. She wants to see the laser sword too, she just doesn't have Korkie's impulsiveness.

When Korkie gets pulled back by Almec Satine is utterly unfazed and Amis and Lagos exchange a look, like "By the manda he did it again".

The way the cadets turn with the guards implies they've done drills and stuff. So like, does that mean the discipline part of Mandalorian martial culture was kept? Or something, I don't know.

Hey look, weapons are only banned for off-worlders, and that's a recent thing after Obi-Wan swung by a few months ago. Did ya hear that Satine haters who claim blatantly false things?

In the establishing shot of the Academy you can see one student running towards the building. Poor bastard is late for class.

The students' chairs look so uncomfortable.

There are different colored lines on the students' uniforms' kar'ta beskar. Korkie's got red segmented lines, Lagos has plain red lines, Soniee has white lines, and Amis has no lines. What do they mean? Are they meant to signify something specific? Who knows, headcanon away.

The girls' uniforms have brown/bronze cuff patterns and the boys' have gold cuff patterns.

The Cadet Squad also has different shoulder marks on their uniforms. Korkie and Lagos have plain gold, Soniee has plain silver/gray, and Amis has a silver mark with a gold and red bar on it. What does this mean? I need headcanons people!

The marks are also present on the side flap things of the boys' uniforms.

Apparently, there are a bunch of twins and triplets in the cadets' class (reusing assets? it's more likely than you think)

Almec's hair has a pattern of beskar hearts, because of course it does.

Lagos' hair is actually really short with an accessory that mimics pigtails.

The wall screens in the cadet's dorm have Mando'a script.

Soniee's the first to snark at Amis. It's great, 10/10 sibling energy.

Soniee almost always has a computer on hand in addition to her little tech visor thing. I love that.

When Soniee tells the Cadet Squad that the Academy's out of rations again she's staring at her laptop. Did she hack the Academy's inventory records so she could determine if a late-night snack run was possible?

Amis' response about no late-night snack runs makes it seem like that's a thing they've done before, which is adorable.

Korkie: These doors are heavily secured by top-of-the-line government security programs, we'll never get in.

Soniee: *flips down her visor* I eat top-of-the-line government security programs for breakfast.

Korkie literally pronounces Ahsoka with the most over-emphasized "ah" sound.

Almec's response to Satine spitting facts is to put a shock collar on her. Because he's a pathetic little worm-man.

Korkie's like an inch away from being tortured with a shock collar and you can see when the camera cuts to Satine that she almost gives in. You see her grit her teeth and her eyes fill with despair. She loves that boy dammit.

The cadets throw themselves on Almec's goons to take them down, which is just so funny looking.

Everyone else seems to have knocked out their assigned evil henchman except Soniee, who was apparently too light, so Amis just jumps on the guy with her.

The cadets are so synchronized, I just can't. I love them and this fight scene is hilarious. I'm pretty sure at one point Amis headbutts a metal shield and doesn't even flinch.

Almec gets hit with a fraction of the shock collar time he gave Satine and immediately folds. Cause he's pathetic.

Soniee still has her visor after all the headbutting and flopping. I love her. Korkie, move aside, you're getting out blorbo-ed.

Seriously the end of episode fight scene cuts between Ahsoka engaging in acts of Jedi badassery and the cadets looking like Yakkety Sax is playing in the background.

[figgiforever]

Made-up Fic title: "Gar taldin ni jaonyc - gar sa buir, ori'wadaasla" 😏😏

Hmm... It would be a series of short tales, each one focusing on different clone from Kyrimorut and their ups and downs of becoming a father. But also about their wives because buir is used for a mother too.

There would be Atin and Laseema with their four children. The troubles while giving birth to their second child (Laseema didn't feel well herself and the newborn was weak but both of them survived so the baby was given a name Parjir), their decision that two children is enough. But then the unplanned pregnacy with twins happend and there was more worries... but with so many medics and Jedi at home everything ended well.

Niner and Parja with their unexpected triplets (I don't know if I mentioned it but in Figgiverse Niner and Parja get married). Here would be a funny story about when she was giving birth and Niner was getting more and more nervous. He had to stay outside because Mij didn't want another clone to faint during their child birth. Tiggi and Etain were the only ones who knew there will be triplets (thanks to the Force) and were giggling at his reaction when he learned about it. So Mij decided to have a little fun too ;)

Ordo wondering if he will be as good father to his son as Kal was to him.

Dev and Gok'kie (Tiggi's older sister - one of the fellow orphans from the Coruscant streets) raising two half togrutan half human sons.

Etain and Darman finding happiness in being a family and watching their two kids grow up.

And of course Fi and Tiggi with their nine little devils angels. Tiggi's struggles to be a good mother while it seems (from her point of view) that everybody else got it right immediately.

Maybe there could be even Aku and his daughter giving him as much trouble as he gave his parents.

If there would be Aku maybe Makke and Kad should be here too with their three children. One older daughter and younger twins. And Makke's worries that her body doesn't look as good as before she gave birth to three children but Kad assures her that she is still beautiful and that he loves her no matter what :)

And I can't forget about Kandosii and Caaseanther with their little menaces twins ;) But that's not a Kyrimorut tale...

[numbuh-7-knd]

I had a dream the other day about Luke and Leia realizing that they are functionally identical save for their hair and (possibly) eye color and just fucking with people by swapping places constantly. The time period was really fuzzy and may-or-may-not have taken place before the original trilogy in some kind of au where the both of them are rebels as teenagers and none of their rebel friends know that Luke and Leia are related, never mind twins. It was basically the two of them giggling while dressing up in each other's clothes to mess with the other rebels. At one point Leia put on a short blonde wig and Luke's clothes and the both of them showed up to a meeting to see if anyone noticed... eventually someone did and basically asked Luke "who's that?" and Luke answered "my twin" so now the rebels think Luke has a twin brother and may even think said twin has been on base for awhile... were there 2 Luke's all along?

All whist the setting was incredibly... blurry? at one point I think Leia may have implied that Naboo was destroyed instead of Alderaan. but the organa's were still dead or not in the picture. Luke and Leia were at least heavily implied to still be teenagers, and at one point made a refence to being raised by Obi-Wan? At one point there was actually a cut to Luke and Leia with obi-wan and an apparently reformed Anakin? like, he was just kind of there, not Darth Vader, and chilling while obi-wan raises his children??? to be fair though, Luke and Leia also referenced remembering the clone wars, so either Ani had an oopsie baby² as a teen, or something sent Luke and Leia to the past during/before the clone wars and Obi-Wan got saddled with raising 3 Skywalkers instead of 1.

This also all inspired some thoughts about a Star Wars Parent Trap AU where both the Organa's and the Lars's choose the same space summer camp to send the twins to. Somehow they realize that they're twins and pull the usual twin swap, only with an added layer that one of them has espionage training and they aren't just doing this to learn about the other half of their family, they're investigating their adoptive parents/families, and at this point questioning everything including "Anakin Skywalker" being Luke's dad, since it seems weird that Luke's Aunt and Uncle would claim that his dad was a pilot on a spice freighter, and yet Anakin Skywalker was the name of a well known War Hero general and Jedi, who presumably died in order 66 along with the other Jedi. So was the twin's father the war hero, a spice freighter pilot with the same name, or someone else entirely?

Then I started giggling and thought of something that would make this whole situation even more chaotic: Ezra Bridger. On top of both twins being sent to the same space summer camp, the lothal rebels send Ezra undercover at the camp. He runs into Luke and Leia and they come to the (Wrong???) conclusion that they are actually triplets, based on Ezra's age, sharing a birthday with the twins, and Ezra's offhanded remark about being adopted (referring to Kanan and Hera, but the twins don't know that)

There's also potential for all 3 to realize that they are force sensitive, and correctly assume there is some significance to that, but still manage to get things very wrong, such as coming to the conclusion that they are actually older than they think they are and were actually already alive and in the crèche at the jedi temple before order 66 as babies and were smuggled out and eventually split up.

This actually gave me more sad idea: what if they were slightly right about being alive pre-order 66 and in the crèche, but not as babies? 3 of the younglings killed by Anakin and the clones were then reborn hours later, 2 as Anakin's own children, the other as Ezra, assuming Ezra's not a Skywalker triplet lol.

sorry for the rambling lol, I wanted to share both the gist of the dream I had and the ideas it inspired. Feel free to add on to any of these ideas.