#leia's pov

[chenfordswopez]

Ain't no need to apologize, no

But you gon' have to let this shit go

Jeia (Leia's pov) - bloodline

[from-a-legends-pov]

Star Wars Legends: Poll of the Week - Out-Of-Context Pictures

Which of these out-of-context pictures from a Star Wars Legends property is your favorite? (Context provided below)

1: “Heat stick”: Oh, no, that certainly doesn’t look like anything else, no….

2. Laser-eyes Leia: Is it possible to learn this power?

3. Hit where it hurts: He had it coming.

4. “Turn off the foam, Threepio!” I don’t know, that looks kind of fun, Luke.

5. Han punches an otter? An otter wearing fancy jewelry, no less.

6. Playing ships with a Sith: Vader plus younglings doesn’t usually go well….

And now, for some context:

1: “Heat stick” - Wedge Antilles and Wes Janson spend a cold night together on a mission, and yes, that is supposed to be a heat stick used to warm them and not a glowing something else (Star Wars - original Marvel Comics)

2: Laser-eyes Leia: Meet Leia Organa II, a replica droid of the Princess, designed to speak, move, and act like the real Leia, and equipped with blasters in her eyes. The real Leia Organa is captured and nearly forced to marry Trioculus, a three-eyed warlord claiming to be Palpatine’s son (he wasn’t – that was a different three-eyed guy), but right before the wedding Leia’s friends switch her with Leia Organa II. At the altar, the replica droid blasts Trioculus with a little pew pew straight from her eyes, killing him, and the real Leia is able to escape (Queen of the Empire)

3: Hit where it hurts: When Black Sun boss Prince Xizor’s attempted assault of Leia Organa (by drugging her with his powerful Falleen pheromones) is interrupted by Chewbacca coming to the rescue, Leia gives Xizor a well-deserved knee to the groin before escaping (Shadows of the Empire)

4: “Turn off the foam, Threepio!” On a mission with Leia and the droids, Luke Skywalker uses extinguisher foam to subdue some Blackhole troopers aboard a Hrakian ship (“Gambler’s World,” Early Star Wars Adventures)

5: Han punches an otter? Han Solo’s evil cousin Thrackan Sal-Solo has imprisoned Dracmus, a female Selonian who has been trained as a diplomatic envoy to humans. He forces Dracmus to fight Han, whom he has also imprisoned, but Han is familiar enough with Mandaba, the Selonian language, to convince Dracmus to go easy on him during the fight without Thrackan catching on. Han still loses the fight, but gains Dracmus’s trust, and when Dracmus is later rescued, Han is allowed to come along (Assault at Selonia)

6: Playing ships with a Sith: Plourr Ilo recalls her brother Harran (Harrandatha Estillo), who from childhood was an evil, vicious person who wanted her dead so that he could become ruler. Harran idolized Darth Vader, and when Harran met the Sith as a child, Vader made Harran his protégé, taking advantage of his sadistic personality and apparently also playing ships with him for hours (Star Wars comics, X-Wing: Rogue Squadron - The Warrior Princess)

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[princesssarcastia]

it's always worth your time to examine why you like a character. especially if you're drawn to one or two characters more than any other in an ensemble cast, especially if one or both of them are not main characters!

are they white? (yes. they're almost always white). i'm not even going to ask if they're a man, that would be moot.

alright. now, look me in the eye and tell me it's not because they're white. if you can, i'll know you for a liar.

when you list off the qualities, plot points, and potential that drew you to your blorbo, you probably won't mention their race or their gender! but you're a fool if you think that doesn't factor in.

[phinjeet]

* a dollyrotz song 4 each Pairing between my freakz . hashtag excusez 2 share my favorite songz Okay

* phinjeet:

* phinabella: (this 1 iz a cover but idc)

* isajeet:

[hylialeia]

I never did write and post my thoughts after I finished reading Priory of the Orange Tree but given I've been thinking about the state of the fantasy genre a lot lately - across YA, adult, and "new adult" categories - I figure now is a good time to do that.

I didn't particularly like this book.

And I find this weird to write, because unlike most books I end up disliking, Priory was consistently well written in a technical sense, had a narrative voice I generally navigate towards, and consisted of some genuinely impressive worldbuilding and well-thought-out fantasy concepts.

Yet it took me months to finish it. I even hit a point where I almost DNF'd the entire thing, I was so surprised by my lack of motivation to continue. This book hooked me, presented me with something interesting, and then... completely flat-lined.

While a lot of this could have just been media burnout on my end (you can never really account for how your own personal mood and context when you start something new), I at least know for sure that my lack of enthusiasm had nothing to do with the novel's length. In fact, one of my technical criticisms of Priory is that I think it would have benefited immensely from splitting its story into a series and extending things, fleshing out more of the characters in each of their respective settings, as well as allowing for a lot more build-up towards the climax and eventual intersection of the characters' storylines.

As it stands, those are the areas that felt the most rushed and underwhelming to me. There were several potential instances of conflict throughout the novel that the narrative brushes over or ignores in a way I found particularly disappointing. In a book that grounds itself in examining religious bias, propaganda, xenophobia, and sexism, there were surprisingly few deeper conflicts or tense moments between our main characters. This became especially apparent by the end, when widely accepted histories (and religions) are turned on their heads and most of our POV characters carry on without any sense of fallout, betrayal, or lasting hurt. Each and every character puts aside their personal biases and histories in a way that should feel admirable and satisfying, but instead felt less than believable and even... underwhelming, given the speed with which it was done and the potential (fascinating!) conflicts that those agreements squandered.

I couldn't help but feel that the characters of Priory were either half-baked or intentionally watered down for the purposes of being palatable. Tané, Niclays, and Sabran were (in my totally subjective opinion) the most interesting characters by far; it doesn't escape me that they were also the ones who did, said, and/or thought some of the more uncharitable and even downright terrible things within the novel. Tané's inferiority complex and self-sabotaging nature, Niclays's mixture of pessimism, cowardice, and bitterness, and Sabran's privilege and willful prejudice, all served to make them more fascinating to me. They gave me clear character flaws that made their respective stories more interesting, flaws that stoked my desire to see them improve (or deteriorate) on the course of their character arcs. I found myself disappointed when those arcs became rushed in the final act, those flaws never proving a sufficient obstacle to their dynamics or growth.

Ead and Loth were sadly the worst case scenario. I wanted desperately to like them, but every POV chapter they had seemed to be written by an author terrified to make them in any way unlikable, or even portray them as in the wrong. Ead ends up being completely right about everything; the falseness of Sabran's history, her religion, and her country. Her only missteps result from a lack of information, which she quickly overcomes or is the first to genuinely discover, thus erasing any feeling of culpability that otherwise may have been implied; I never feel any legitimate moments of shame, grief, horror, or regret on her part, because the author never gives her legitimate reason to feel those things. Niclays is interesting in his betrayals and moments of cowardice, and the moments where he overcomes them are all the more meaningful for having seen him falter. Ead, arguably our main protagonist, never really gets something similar. She doesn't make any mistakes, and this is the greatest disservice Shannon could do to her as a character.

I barely know what to say about Loth, mostly because he only began interesting me when he encountered Tané - a dynamic that was cut woefully short and could have been absolutely fascinating if it was deeply explored. Prior to this moment (which had to be in the last 10% of the book, if I remember correctly), Loth is "a walking camera" (quoting a friend). He has characteristics with potential; religious, loyal, and dedicated... but considering the entire basis of his faith is overturned by one of his closest friends, he has shockingly little reaction or issue with this. Due to the important of larger plot happenings, Loth has to dust himself off and just postpone his reaction to the utter disassembly of his religious background for another time - which we are then never able to see. His reactions to most everything are basic, reasonable, minimal, or even dull; he could have paralleled Sabran in his religious prejudice, even showed some effects of his society's religious fanaticism, but he never really seems to - at least, never in a way that truly feels like it's testing him. For all intents and purposes, Loth feels like a character who should be making snap judgments and loads of mistakes, but instead is relegated to keeping those thoughts to himself (even hiding them from the reader) and soldiering on.

Priory was mostly recommended to me based on the impressive scale of its worldbuilding, which was definitely a cut above the rest. I thought Shannon had a firm grasp on her setting and some legitimately excellent imagery for it. I've been made more appreciative of this by the analysis in Global Medievalism by Helen Young and Kavita Mudan Finn, which dissects how Priory (and others) takes the predominantly white interpretation of medievalism and medieval fantasy expands it in a way that's far more inclusive and also far more interesting than much of our modern day "high fantasy" media. I'm not without my criticisms, however; the worldbuilding is another area where the pacing hurts the story, as we only have one 800 page book to get to know the seemingly important settings in which these characters live. That may sound like a lot, but it's perilously little; balancing those vivid worldbuilding details with a packed plot and character arcs meant that, at any given time, one aspect was always getting the short end of the stick.

While I appreciate Shannon's attempts to write with a feminist approach to high fantasy, I think her efforts highlight an issue I have with many similar approaches. Primarily, I find it difficult for a work to address, untangle, disassemble, and analyze misogyny in a setting where they... don't really show it. We're in a state where I think many of us have become (understandably) distrustful of media claiming "realism" or "historical accuracy" to defend its portrayal of violence and various types of oppression, but lately, I've noticed the response to that gratuitousness (in the cases where these things actually are gratuitous instead of just uncomfortable-yet-intentional, that is), is to avoid these things in the narrative almost entirely. That's all well and good; you don't have to include racism, misogyny, ableism, or imperialism in your fantasy world, especially when your desire is to write an alternative escapism to these things.

But when a piece of media is striving to say something about those topics, as I assume Priory does since its driving conflict results from a history of dismissing women's bravery and sacrifice against evil and instead granting the reward of their efforts to a man, then I have to admit, I feel somewhat underwhelmed when the women in the story never face any of the trials I myself deal with in real life. Their male colleagues seem consistently respectful with rare few exceptions; women across the series are allowed to occupy roles from respected advisors to knights trained in combat. Sabran herself seems to be one of the only women deeply impacted by familiar misogynistic mindsets, as she's constantly pressured to marry a man and produce offspring for the continuation of her line. Yet even this could almost be argued to be a special case within the world, since this pressure results from the religious belief that the continuation of her line (through her, the queen, the matriarch) is keeping the main antagonist at bay. This area felt like it wanted to be a subversion to much of the gritty, "realistic" fantasy that plagues the market, but to me, it felt more like indecisiveness. Is there misogyny in this world or isn't there? Is there homophobia in this setting or not? The answer could simply be yes, no, or even somewhat, but instead it felt like a "maybe".

Overall, Priory of the Orange Tree fell flat for me, maybe because my expectations were too high, or maybe because I just wasn't in a place to really dig my teeth into it. Mostly, though, I believe it fell flat because Shannon failed in what I believe to be the most important area of focus in a work: character. I would have traded worldbuilding, plot, imagery, and much more for a cast of characters that felt more intensely raw and complex, that were more unabashedly real in their flaws even if they risked becoming unlikable. Sitting at a 5.5/10

[smallblueandloud]

tfw you come up with an au concept that is SO DELICIOUS specifically because it creates SUCH fucked-up/angsty situations or backstories but then you just kinda have to. sit there vibrating because in order to talk to anyone about it you have to explain the entire setup of the au and it probably wouldn't land as well anyway

[fanfictasia]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Original Trilogy, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Star Wars: Obi-Wan Kenobi (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Luke Skywalker & Darth Vader, Luke Skywalker & Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa & Luke Skywalker (minor) Characters: Darth Vader, Luke Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi (minor), Leia Organa (minor) Additional Tags: Time Travel, Time Travel Fix-It, Eventual Happy Ending, Father-Son Relationship, Darth Vader Redemption, Darth Vader Needs a Hug, Movie: Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back, Canon Divergence - Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back, Force Ghost Obi-Wan Kenobi, Luke Skywalker Needs A Hug, Family, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Fluff, POV Darth Vader, Young Luke Skywalker, Jedi Master Luke Skywalker Series: Part 5 of Multiples Collection

Summary:

For months now, Vader has waited for the day when he can tell Luke that he's his father. If Luke will join him, they can make the galaxy a better place. That day has finally arrived, except moments before Vader can reveal the truth, the Force suddenly, and unexpectedly, drops four other versions of Luke in front of him as well.

Read on:

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14248676/1/Multiples-Luke-in-TESB

https://www.wattpad.com/1356271071-star-wars-one-shots-multiples-luke-in-tesb

[phoenixyfriend]

Star Wars Time Travel Rec List

About time I put together a General Rec List for Star Wars Time Travel, yeah?

Organized by the time-traveling character(s). I'm adding a star for my favorites that imo you have to read. I'm not going to claim that those are necessarily the best, because I feel like that's not objective and also kinda mean to the ones that are good since they might just not be to my personal taste, but they are my favorites.

Obi-Wan

Anakin Skywalker

Ahsoka

Clones

Other Prequels-Era Characters

Two or more people

Luke or Leia

Other

Tagged authors where I could. If they aren't tagged, I either couldn't find their tumblr, they have their settings such that no one can tag them, or they blocked me for one reason or another.

Obi-Wan

It Was Another Time and I Another Man by Pell_Binterhol - under "Groups"

Ashes To Ashes, Dust To Dust by @livsy ~35k+, complete Obi-Wan is a time traveler, mental from the OT. What makes it unique is that the fic is from Anakin's POV. It's a very heartwarming piece.

⭐Take it from the top and try again by @mauverawrites ~170k, series - two fics complete, more on the way Possibly the best way to describe this series is as the platonic ideal of an Obi-Wan time travel fic. Weird Force stuff? Check. Obi-Wan having spent years on Tatooine? Check. Qui-Gon surviving? Check. Obi-Wan doing some shady illegal stuff to get money and infiltrate crime rings so he can save the galaxy? Check. Anakin being adorable as an initiate, and Shmi being saved from Tatooine? Check. Surprise Feemor? Check. It's all the bits you (or at least I) hope for when opening a new Obi-Wan Time Travel fic, and it never feels stale or repetitive or cliche. It's just a Very Good Fic.

The Exchange by @misslearn - under "Groups"

An Abundance of Obi-Wans by The_Last_Kenobi (orphan_account) ~45k, abandoned Unfortunately we'll never know how this ends, but it's a lot of fun while it lasts. Baby Obi is being haunted by three ghosts of his future self.

A Padawan at War (Again) by @itstimeforstarwars - under "Groups"

Free Jedi to Good Home by @itstimeforstarwars- under "Groups"

These Paths by HiddenEye - under "Groups"

⭐the massive machinery of hope by @killbothtwins 150k, complete Do you want comedy? Yes, you do. This one is great. Go read it. It's one of my favorites for a reason, and the reason is that Obi-Wan is a sarcastic little shit with a billion quips.

Living Memory by elsa3beth 353k, on hiatus, possibly abandoned? Obi-Wan Time Travel, leans a bit more heavily into the distrust and despair surrounding Anakin (due to Vader things from the future) than most.

⭐The Desert Storm/Rise and Fall by @blue-sunshine-mauve-morning ~1.6m (1592k), ongoing This is one of the longest, most consistent, best-regarded time-travel fics in the fandom for a reason.

⭐Reprise by Elfpen ~560k, ongoing Another Obi-Wan time-travel fic, this one using that favored cover story of "Ben is Obi-Wan's biological uncle," and I love it so much for how it explores both characters and political events.

Realign the Stars by @fortunerainwrites, @TerinAngel - under "Groups"

Current of Fate by @feybarn ~195k, on hiatus? It's been so long since I read this one that I can't quite remember what it was that I liked about it so much, and it's too long to do a reread right now... but I do remember loving it, especially when it switches to an outsider POV for the second fic.

Anakin Skywalker

The Exchange by @misslearn - under "Groups"

A Padawan at War (Again) by @itstimeforstarwars - under "Groups"

Free Jedi to Good Home by @itstimeforstarwars - under "Groups"

War Drums by @intermundia ~91k, ongoing Vader travels back to TPM. Runs off with Obi-Wan into the stars to Achieve Some Goals to take down Sidious. Gets quick-aged to 19 by some Dathomiri magic. Projected to be Obikin.

These Paths by HiddenEye - under "Groups"

Old Promises by @threebea ~65k, ongoing Time Traveler Anakin panic-kidnaps Initiate Kenobi. Absolute disaster of a man.

An (Un)fortunate Haunting by @kooriicolada, @scarletjedi 3.5k, oneshot Anakin thinks the Vader ghost haunting him is a hallucination. This one is technically more than just Anakin, but it's... mostly Anakin.

⭐Force of Many Sights by DAsObiQuiet ~480k, on hiatus? Vader to TPM, possessing his younger self. This fic has a heavy, and much-appreciated focus on therapy as it functions for someone of Vader's... particular situation. This is also technically a "Groups" series, since it's also got Siri Tachi as a time-traveler, but her POV is much smaller, and it takes... I want to say about 100k words for her to really start playing a more active role in the plot.

Realign the Stars by @fortunerainwrites, @TerinAngel - under "Groups"

Ahsoka

I don't know why all the good Ahsoka time travel fics are her as part of a team, but they do in fact fuck, so. I LIED I forgot to bookmark one of the Ahsoka fics I like.

Free Jedi to Good Home by @itstimeforstarwars - under "Groups"

These Paths by HiddenEye - under "Groups"

Realign the Stars by @fortunerainwrites, @TerinAngel - under "Groups"

Living in Borrowed Time by @scribbling-albatross - under "groups"

⭐Although He Smiles by @autumnillustration - ~157.6k, ongoing This one is amazing, it's an Ahsoka main, and she is very funny with Padawan Obi-Wan and adorable with 9yo Anakin. Lovely.

Clones

love is with your brother by Petrichor (Mythmaker) ~8k, complete TCW Rex bodyswaps with his baby self. POV is Ahsoka during the clone wars.

Free Jedi to Good Home by @itstimeforstarwars - under "Groups"

These Paths by HiddenEye - Rex and Cody - under "Groups"

Realign the Stars by @fortunerainwrites, @TerinAngel - Rex and Cody - under "Groups"

Living in Borrowed Time by @scribbling-albatross - Rex - Under "Groups"

⭐Dominoes by meridianpony ~380k, ongoing All five Dominoes go back to the beginning, from the points of their deaths! (Disclaimer: Echo's treated as having died at the Citadel. I think the fic started before his survival was revealed.) Technically this is a group, but all five are clones, so...

Other Prequels-Era Characters

there is no death by @ashkav ~140k, ongoing There is something really cool about Cal Kestis time travel fics, especially when he's got a decent amount of knowledge of The General Situations (e.g. Anakin will become Vader) but is missing so many details, like Why and How.

⭐An Echo in the Force (a whisper in a cave by @stardust2flame ~8k, complete Feemor is trapped in a time loop. This was actually written as a gift to me, so it has a special place in my heart.

⭐Mace Windu Fixes the Timeline... And Breaks it in Whole New Ways by AbsentmindedAuthor98 ~52k, ongoing Absolutely choice series based on an AU by @suzukiblu. Mace Windu does some time-traveling. He takes on Anakin as his padawan on an impulse, but he ends up doing his damnedest to be a Good Master for the kid. Depa helps.

Twilight on Owl Creek Bridge by @yellowocaballero - Fox - under "Groups"

Make a Brand New End by @batshieroglyphics ~120k, I think on hiatus Another Feemor fic! This one's not time-loop, just time travel. Lots of juicy Qui-Gon drama.

⭐Not a Good Man by @feybarn ~28k, ongoing Imperial era Boba Fett goes back to AotC. He decides to fix things, partly by trying to get his dad to fall in love with Obi-Wan Kenobi.

a distant fire is burning by e_va ~47.5k, ongoing This is another Cal fic! It's got video game logic in it. Also, Anakin and Cal are both being so weird about sort of being adoptive brothers, it's great.

⭐They Don't Care About Us by @ironhoshi Time traveler Boba! And Cal! They're doing great, sweetie. Their best. Obi-Wan and Jango are mostly just confused. (Has anyone checked on Anakin? Someone needs to go check on Anakin. Again.)

Groups

It Was Another Time and I Another Man by Pell_Binterhol ~200k, incomplete This is a very fun fic that involves multiple time-travelers from multiple points in time. Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon from the Legends novels are pulled forward into TCW, and Old Ben and Luke are pulled back from the OT, and some spoilers as well.

⭐The Exchange by @misslearn ~120k, complete A swapping-style time travel. RotS Anakin&Obi-Wan end up in TPM, and TPM Anakin&Obi-Wan end up in RotS. Shenanigans ensue. (Also trauma.)

⭐Can We Start Over? by @triscribe ~22k, ongoing Most of the Jedi have time-traveled from the points of their deaths to about a year pre-AotC. Some handle it better than others. The POV is Aayla, which I find very cool.

A Padawan at War (Again) by @itstimeforstarwars ~183k, ongoing It's technically more of a de-aging than a time-travel, but hey! Still a good read! TPM Anakin and Obi-Wan take the place of their TCW selves, who no longer exist.

⭐Free Jedi to Good Home by @itstimeforstarwars ~complicated as the second fic has been hidden, ongoing This is one of my favorite series, but as you can see by the above, it's in a bit of a timeout right now. Bookmark it for later? Also, there's an entire side series called Inspired By One Hundred Hours To Rearrange The Stars.

These Paths by HiddenEye ~90k, complete Our five TCW mains (Obi-Wan, Cody, Anakin, Ahsoka, Rex) are booted forward to the Original Trilogy. The latter three are deaged to their TPM ages (9, 4, baby respectively). Also it's CodyWan.

Twilight on Owl Creek Bridge by @yellowocaballero ~33k, complete Leia and Fox time travel! This one is very dark. That said, it has a comedic counterpart that I love, which is only available on tumblr: ⭐Fox & Leia's Holiday Special

⭐Realign the Stars by @fortunerainwrites, @TerinAngel ~68k, abandoned Obi-Wan, Anakin, Ahsoka, Rex, and Cody, from TCW to TPM. Despite the unfinished state, I cannot deny the oddly intense level of influence this fic has had on my own approach to star wars time travel fics.

⭐Living in Borrowed Time by @scribbling-albatross 118k, ongoing Rex and Ahsoka are time-travelers! They are so, so very fucked up. Sure do wish they had access to therapists that could actually be cleared for knowing their Extensive Lists Of Traumas. This one definitely had a huge impact on how I characterize Rex and Ahsoka since I entered the fandom.

Luke and Leia

Twilight on Owl Creek Bridge by @yellowocaballero - Leia - under "Groups"

There is another Skywalker by WabiSabi ~85k, on hiatus? Time-Traveler Leia! Mentally in the sequels, physically in her thirties, and chronologically in the clone wars. Also Luke's sharing space in her noggin.

Shifting Sands by @chancecraz ~180k, ongoing "Ongoing? But it hasn't updated since 2021!" The last time it updated, the chapter was 65k, after over two years of radio silence. Trust me when I say that the lack of recent updates means nothing for this author. Anyway, Sequels Leia to about a year pre-TPM, hangs out with baby Anakin and Shmi and then neatly inserts herself in the plot.

⭐Of Queens, Knights, and Pawns by @chancecraz ~860k, ongoing Same author as above, same disclaimer for the gap since last update. Sequels Leia does a mental time-travel into her ANH self, specifically the 'being tortured on the Death Star' moment. It's so fucking good.

Old Man Luke by @scarletjedi ~110k, ongoing Sequels Luke to TCW! He is very cryptic, channeling the Jedi who taught him! Fun!

⭐Sith Lord Swell by AMournfulHowlInTheNight ~53k, ongoing Luke and his students (including Ben Solo) travel back in time to a bit before AotC. They decide the best way to proceed is to pretend they are Sith Lords. This is primarily a comedy fic. Luke really enjoys fucking with people.

⭐Don't Look Back by @this-acuteneurosis ~700k, ongoing Post-OT Leia (after the deaths of most of her friends) physically time travels to a year or two before AotC. She is taken in by the Lars family, and then she and Shmi start to head for Coruscant, run into Padme, and join the Nabooan government in Padme's employ. Do you want a fic that feels like 70% politics and logistics and trade routes? Because that's what this is and it's great.

Other

The Way of Conquest by pagination ~76k, ongoing There is something very funny about the time-traveler not even realizing they are about thirty years into the wrong time. Din has no idea when he is. Grogu does, but he's not telling.

[david-talks-sw]

I'd say where the dissonance really starts, when it comes to the portrayal of the Jedi in more recent Star Wars stories, is the perception of what the Prequels are about.

They're not about the Jedi.

George Lucas said over and over that they're about:

How a democracy turns into a dictatorship, we see this in the background of the films, as the Republic descends into becoming the Empire.

That first theme is then paralleled with a second theme: how a good kid becomes a bad man. We see this in the more character-driven and personal exploration of Anakin’s fall to the Dark Side.

The Prequels’ focus is on Anakin and the Republic, these films are not primarily about the fall of the Jedi. In fact, I’d argue they aren’t about the Jedi at all!

And when you look at the original backstory, you’ll notice that it also primarily focuses on:

The political subplot of the Republic’s downfall and Palpatine becoming the Emperor.

Anakin’s turn and his betrayal of the Jedi. 

So, there too… the Jedi themselves aren’t really that big a part of the Prequels’ original idea. They aren't mentioned much, beyond their trying to save the Senate and getting wiped out.

The Star Wars movies aren't about the Jedi, they're about Anakin and Luke, they're about Obi-Wan and Padmé and Han and Leia, the Rebellion vs the Empire, the fall of the Republic.

They're not about Ben and Yoda and Mace and Ki-Adi and Plo Koon and Shaak Ti and Luminara.

Just like Harry Potter isn't about Dumbledore and McGonagall. Just like the Lord of the Rings isn't about Gandalf.

On a functional level, the Jedi are:

POV characters who witness the events unfold with their hands tied, they're our anchors, whose eyes we see through to see democracy crumble into dictatorship.

Embodiments/vectors of the message George Lucas wanted to get across through these movies, which is the conflict between selfishness & selflessness, greed & compassion (Sith & Jedi).

But that's about it.

However, if you ask today’s fans and Star Wars creatives, most will say the Prequels are about the fall of the Jedi Order.

This is a take shared by a big chunk of the fandom, including various filmmakers, authors, and executives involved with Star Wars, so much so that the time period the Prequel films cover has now been redubbed by Lucasfilm as the “Fall of the Jedi era”.

Which leaves us with a question... why? Why the dissonance?

My guess? It's because the Jedi are cool. They're awesome.

And deep down, they wanted the Prequels to be about the Jedi. About the Jedi Knights at their height, errant warriors like the Knights of the Round Table.

And they didn't get that. They got a bunch of diplomats serving a political institution. And that didn't make sense, right? That's not what they expected so it's bad. And it's Star Wars. It's Lucas. It can't be bad, right? So like... what were they missing?

Oh... wait... what if... that's the point? That the Jedi were supposed to be Knight Errants and being guided by the Force instead of like - ew - space ambassadors for the Republic. Yeah now it all makes sense.

The Jedi in the Prequels aren't what we wanted them to be and that's their failure! Like, it's not just that I didn't like them because they weren't likeable to me, it's that I'm not supposed to like them because the narrative totally says so--

-- it doesn't.

The Jedi preach and practice the same Buddhist values as George Lucas, mirroring what he says in interviews almost verbatim.

The relationship between Obi-Wan and Anakin/Qui-Gon mirrors the dynamic between Lucas and Coppola.

The designs of the Jedi and their temple had to be toned down because they looked too bureaucratic and systemic.

This is Lucas we're talking about. "On the nose" is his middle name. He named the drug-peddling sleazebag "Elan Sleazebaggano." He ditched an elaborate introduction of General Grievous in exchange for just "the doors slide open, in walks Grievous and he's ugly."

If he had really been hell bent on framing the Jedi as elitist squares who lost their way and were mired in bureaucracy, he would've made them and the Jedi Temple look like the authorities in THX-1138.

They weren't likeable to some fans because, well, they weren't developed or shown as much as someone like Anakin. Because it's not about them. It's not their story. It's Anakin's. It's Luke's. It's their respective friends'. Or maybe it's an adversity to "perfect goody two-shoes" characters (which the Jedi are not). But hey, it's a movie for kids. Some 2-dimensionality is forgivable.

Bottom line, had more time been spent on the Jedi, had Lucas made the Prequels into a limited show and give them a whole subplot, had he decided to do away with the 30s serial dialog and let someone else write the dialog, maybe the reception might've been different.

But that's what we got. And guess what it's fine.

It's more than fine, it's fucking awesome.

I proudly and confidently say that I love the Prequels, with and without The Clone Wars.

I love my space monks, I love that they're diplomat wizards, I love that there's such a variety of them, I love that Mace is a no-bullshit guy who genuinely cares about his fellow Jedi and how screwed the Republic is, and Yoda is wise and kind but also a gremlin weirdo who'll embarass you in front of a classroom full of kids, and Ki-Adi has a penis for a head, is constantly calm and yet goes down like a champ even though they take him by surprise. I love that Shaak Ti can kung fu an army full of Magna Guards and still have the energy to charge at Grievous. I love that Obi-Wan is a sass machine who is also hilariously oblivious to the fact that he's just as terrible as Anakin.

They're awesome even if they're not perfect. They're awesome because they're not perfect.

But the movies are not really their story.

They're Anakin's. They're Luke's. They're the Republic's and the Rebellion's. And the fight against a space Nazi emperor/empire.

[chenfordswopez]

It was legendary

It was momentary

Jeia (Leia's pov) - loml (Taylor Swift) (s2 edition)

[from-a-legends-pov]

Star Wars Legends: Poll of the Week - Crimes of Fashion

Which of these fashion crimes from a Star Wars Legends property is your favorite?

The rejected designs for Mara Jade’s wedding dress, which included a computer-generated dress, a “traditional” design from a Hutt, a neo-Imperial design with a black cape and hood (Leia: “Yes, but the bride doesn’t want to look like the father of the groom”), and one design that was simply a thong and a large bow, which Mara refused to try on (Star Wars: Union comic)

Wes Janson’s cape that he had specially made for him on Adumar, adorned with flatscreen panels that played a holo of “a line of Jansons, arms linked, doing high kicks like a dancing chorus” (X-Wing: Starfighters of Adumar)

Leia Organa’s Kabray dress – which, due to a luggage mixup, was the only dress she had to wear to an important diplomatic banquet – after a group of enthusiastic Zeltrons “fixed” it (read: cut it to pieces and added glitter) to make it more in keeping with Zeltros fashion and to hide the stains on it (Star Wars #95, original Marvel comics)

Prince Isolder of Hapes’ outfit when presenting the Hapan Consortium’s 62 gifts (plus himself, gift #63) to Leia Organa on Coruscant: “He wore a silver circlet that held a black veil in front of his face, and his long, blond hair fell down around his shoulders. The man was bare-chested except for a small silk half-cloak fastened with silver straps…” (The Courtship of Princess Leia)

The disguises for “Yokel Group” (Wedge Antilles, Myn Donos, and Face Loran) of Wraith Squadron, who for a mission dressed up as a group of stereotypical backwater tourists who had traveled from Agamar looking for brides, wearing shirts with loud prints, clashing shorts, and mismatched hats. “Sir, permission to kill Face?” “Granted. But keep your hat, like Face says” (X-Wing: Wraith Squadron)

Hobbie Klivian’s dress outfit to meet the perator of Cartann, “a riot of lines and angles…every hem of every garment was decorated with trim of eye-hurting yellow, making it almost a dizzying experience to look at him walk.” As Hobbie said: “There are three types of dress clothing…the type that offends the wearer, the type that offends the viewers, and the type that offends everybody. I’m going for the third type” (X-Wing: Starfighters of Adumar)

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[tossawary]

It's funny to think about a scenario in which Luke manages to get Yoda off Dagobah and bring him back to the Rebellion. Maybe Obi-Wan left a message with R2 as a backup plan or something, so Luke got the message much earlier. Yoda is still too old and injured to fight, but he can train Luke while moving around as the Rebellion's new grandpa (and potentially reunite with characters like Ahsoka and Kanan and Cal and so on).

This AU is important to me because how it would look from an Outsider's POV:

"Uhhh, Luke," Han said. "What's that?"

"What's what?" Luke said, turning to look across the hangar bay. "Oh. That's Master Yoda. I went to Dagobah to get him, remember?"

Han studied the small, green, vaguely amphibious creature with long pointy ears and wisps of white hair, crouched underneath Luke's X-Wing and steadily eating its way though a bucket of... what the hell were those things? Eggs?

"That's your great Master Yoda?" Han said dubiously. He couldn't have helped it, so he didn't even try not to sound skeptical. "The one who's going to train you and Her Royal Highness in this... uh... penetrating life field magic?"

Those ragged brown blankets that it seemed to be wearing looked not unlike the dusty robes that Luke's old man had been shuffling around in, before getting killed back on the Death Star. Maybe.

"He's the wisest and most powerful Jedi Master alive," Luke said, like he was determined to be upbeat about it. "He's 900 years old. He said."

Han watched the creature dig around in the bucket some more, nearly sticking the entire upper half of its body inside. Its long ears wilted when it came up empty. It sat back with a loud, high-pitched harrumph and its wrinkled face scrunched up like a fruit rotting all at once.

"Yeah," Han said. "He looks it."

Luke shot him a betrayed look and Han just shrugged. He didn't have a problem with the kid and the princess finding some comfort in some hokey old religion. The kid's family had apparently been killed by troopers the day that Han had met him and Leia had watched her entire planet be destroyed, so whatever touchy-feely nonsense helped them deal with that helped.

But that didn't mean that Han wasn't going to call it like he saw it- "Uh, kid, is that your storage unit he's searching now?"

Luke groaned and put his head in his hands. "I left some ration bars in there, I think. I bet he can smell them."

This great Jedi Master was making a real mess of it. He threw one of Luke's things over his shoulder, where the tool hit R2-D2, and the small droid immediately let out a shocked series of beeps and chirps. The outraged blare when the droid traced the missile back to Yoda was even louder.

Han watched as the droid whirred briskly up to Yoda, then reached out with an extended grabber and yanked at the old Jedi's stick. Yoda shrieked in surprise. A tug-o-war started, which looked like it was going to have one or both of them falling over.

"Oh, no," Luke said.

People around the hangar bay were starting to stare. Han couldn't look away.

The droid released the wooden stick and Yoda let out a cry of triumph. Which turned into a yelp of pain, because R2-D2 had just zapped him with another extended tool, which crackled like a threat that the droid would do it again. Yoda's response was to smack the droid with his stick, repeatedly, grunting with the effort - and the loud clanging caught the attention of everyone who hadn't already been looking.

"You gonna, uh, you gonna do something about that?" Han said to the kid.

Luke sighed heavily, which definitely meant that this wasn't the first time something like this had happened. He stood up and waded into the mess, catching the stick with one hand and physically pushing the droid back with the other, ordering the old astromech and older Jedi Master to knock it off. He sounded just like a parent about to hand out some punishments.

R2-D2 beeped petulantly at Luke.

"I don't care who started it!" Luke said, his exasperation carrying. "This time or last time-! Ow!"

The great Jedi Master had just smacked Luke in the shin with that stick. Luke hopped on one foot for a few seconds, biting down on what probably would have been some nasty Huttese cursing. Yoda harrumphed again and then lurched back over towards his empty egg bucket.

R2-D2 made a sound that Han had, whether he liked it or not, already come to recognize meant: "I told you so."

"Oh, fuck off," Luke snapped.

Han threw back his head and laughed.

[earthchica]

Use Your Heart | 2

terry richmond x black, fem! oc { amara hawthrone }

summary: terry and amara have a serious, emotional conversation in this continuation. will they work it out, or will this end their relationship for good?

warnings: ANGST, sad! terry, past heartache, past relationship, fluff, romantic, explicit SMUT, oral (f&m), praise kink, size kink, creampie, foul language, unprotected sex, words: 5k

note: here's part 2; there might be some errors. I hope you enjoyed it. Should I write more for them?

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Amara's POV

I savored the final sip of my last glass of wine when I heard a firm knock at the front door. My mind raced with possibilities; perhaps Aisha was coming back to retrieve something she had carelessly left behind.

Curiosity got the better of me, and I padded across the room, the soft carpet muffling my footsteps. I squinted through the peephole, my heart quickening when I realized it was Terry standing on the other side, looking somewhat apprehensive.

With confusion bubbling within me, I swung the door open wide, my eyes widening in surprise as I took in his presence. I hadn’t expected to see him tonight, and the surprise left me momentarily speechless.

“Terry?” I breathed, my voice trembling slightly with confusion. “What are you doing here? Where are Sophie and Dotty?” I asked, glancing around as worry set in.

“Hey, Amara, they’re with my parents. They’re safe,” Terry replied, his heart racing. “Can I come in? I need to talk to you.” I hesitated for a moment but then stepped aside to let him in.

As Terry walked into the living room, he felt the familiar warmth of our once-shared home. I bit my lip as I closed the door while checking him out.

I shook my head, concentrating. “So, Terry, what do you need to talk about?” I asked, clearing my throat and crossing my arms defensively.

“Can we sit, please?” Terry replied, turned around, and I nodded. We sat on the couch, and there was intense, awkward silence. I waited for him to speak.

Terry turned his body as his heart began to pound into his chest as he looked at me softly with those eyes I loved so much.

“Amara, I have a lot to say, and the first thing I want to say is I'm sorry. I messed up, and you’ve been nothing but devoted to me for seven years, and I took that for granted. I'm sorry."

"I’ve been thinkin’ about everything. It wasn't right for me to not communicate with my past issues with getting married. That was wrong of me, Amara.”

“Terry, I—” I started, feeling a little emotional, trying to be tough.

“No, baby, please let me finish,” he interrupted gently, touching my hand. “I appreciate everything you’ve done for us. You’ve been there through everything, always holding it down.”

His voice trembled slightly as he said, “I was a fool, lettin’ you go. Life without you just ain't right, I need you; I love you, baby.” Tears gathered in my eyes as I took in his words.

“Terry...I love you too, but...can you just tell me the truth? What's been holding you back all these years?" I asked, wanting a really good explanation.

Terry hesitated for a moment, his gaze drifting to the floor. “I ain’t never wanted to put this on you, but… there’s somethin’ from my past that keeps hauntin’ me,” Terry said, taking a deep breath.

“Before I met you, I was with this girl named Leia. We were young and dumb, in love.” Terry explained, looking at me for a second and my brow furrowed, curiosity.

“We were going to get married because she supposedly had my baby. I was ready to get married and step up to become a father. Leia and I had plans and even booked a wedding spot in Vegas."

His eyes hardened as he continued to tell the story.

"All my family and friends told me I should stay away from her. She was a bad influence, and she was playing with me. I didn't listen because I thought I was in love.”

Terry's voice wavered, and he paused to collect himself. I took hold of his hand for comfort, and he gave me an appreciative gaze and squeezed my hand.

“When I got to the altar, she didn’t show. Just…didn’t show up; she left a fucking letter,” Terry continued, frustration bubbling beneath the surface.

“Imagine standin’ there, lookin’ like a damn fool while everyone’s whisperin’, told ya so. I felt like the ground had dropped out beneath me. After that, I didn't trust; I went on into a deep depression, went out drinking and partying, and soon I joined the Marines, which kind of helped me a little bit. I recovered but buried that deep inside my mind.”

The silence followed was thick with emotion, and I could see the pain behind Terry's eyes. “That’s…that’s awful, Terry. I'm so sorry that happened to you. This makes things a lot clearer for me now,” I said softly, my heart aching for him.

“And It sounds like that experience really impacted you. Did you think that’s part of why you were scared to propose to me?” I added, and he nodded.

“Yeah,” Terry admitted, his voice a low rumble.

“When we met you, we budded heads, but you opened me up and showed me true, genuine love that I never felt before. Sometimes, I wanted to propose."

Terry sighed deeply, his shoulders slumping slightly as the tension radiated from him as he continued.

"But I kept thinking, what if I put myself out there again, and the same thing happens? What if you—what if you don’t show up either? I can’t retake that kind of pain.”

I felt a wave of concern wash over me, so I glanced down momentarily before meeting his gaze again. I gently placed my hand on his cheek, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath my palm.

Terry responded to my touch by closing his eyes as if savoring the moment. “Terry, you really thought I would do the same to you? Just leave you at the altar?”

I asked, feeling a wave of hurt rush through me. “Terry, I would never…”

“I know you wouldn’t, baby; I let my fears get to my head,” Terry quickly interjected, squeezing my hand on his cheek. “I've been holding on to this for too long, and it's not fair to you. I want to...I need to let it go, and I'm going to right now.”

"It seems like this incident created a lot of fear for you, Terry. Do you really think you can just let it go just like that?”

“Yes, by making this next step,” Terry said with a nod, his voice beginning to regain strength. “And I prove to ya, Amara.” He added, getting up from the couch.

Terry went to our once-shared bedroom. I heard him moving around stuff until he returned with something in his hand. Terry took a deep breath before looking at me and lowered himself to one knee.

My heart raced. “Amara,” he began, his voice trembling, “I’ve been holding this for a minute now.” He revealed a black engagement box, and tears welled as he spoke.

“When the twins were born, I swear I had it all planned. I was gonna propose to you a year after they came into our lives. But all this fear from my past just kept holdin’ me back.” He adds.

My breath hitched in my throat, and I felt a tingling anticipation. I had never seen Terry like this before. All the weight he’d been carrying was leaving from his eyes.

“Terry…” I whispered his name, unable to contain the emotion bubbling inside me.

“Amara, from the moment I met you, it felt like I saw light for the first time. You brought life back into my heart after so many years of darkness. I didn’t think I could ever love like this again, but you made me believe.”

His voice shook with sincerity.

“I know I messed up; I let my fears get in the way all these years and put distance between us. For so long, I was scared. I held on to the pain, thinkin’ it’d keep me safe, but it only trapped me. Trapped us.”

Tears streamed down his face, and I wiped my own, completely swept away by his.

"And...and, when I see you with our babies," he continued, "I can’t help but get lost in thought how beautiful our life is. You are a mother that makes every moment worthwhile. And for that, I need to step up and be the partner you deserve.”

Terry paused, his gaze intensely focused on me before opening his mouth to continue to speak his heart.

“I’m ready to let go of all that fear, Amara. I want to stand beside you, raise our little ones with love, and continue to build a future together. I want to make you my wife. I want us to be a family again in every possible way.”

Terry moved closer to me to take my small hand into his large, left hand, and my eyes never left him as his words warmth your whole being.

“I don’t want to waste another moment wondering what could have been. You’re my everything. I’ve learned through all this that love isn’t perfect, but it’s real and worth taking the risk for. Please give me another chance.”

I sat there, feeling every word he spoke envelop me like a warm embrace. His vulnerability was both beautiful and heartbreaking. My voice caught with emotion. “Ask me.”

Terry nodded, letting go of your hand and wiping away his tears. He opened the box with trembling hands, which contained a diamond princess-cut ring.

It was my dream ring, and it still is to this day.

“Terry, oh my god, you’ve been holding out. This...this...this.” I said, couldn’t get the words out; I was filled with happiness and disappointment.

It was somewhat bittersweet.

"I know, I know. I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you, Amara. I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you. I promise to be more open with my issues; I will be here by your side, loving you fiercely and protecting and fighting for our family.” He said.

"Will you marry me, Amara? Will you be my wife?" Terry asked, and my heart swelled. My eyes lit up as joy washed over me. I couldn't believe that this was really happening after years of waiting.

"Yes! Yes, Terry, a million times yes!" I exclaimed, tears flowing freely now, spilling over with every word. He smiled through his tears, slipping the ring onto my finger before standing back up and pulling me into a tight embrace.

I pulled away, cupping his face with both hands and kissing his lips, then all over his face, causing him to laugh. We held each other tightly, crying in each other's arms.

"I love you so much, Terry," I whispered, hiding my face deep into his chest. "I love you so much, too, Amara. I'm sorry for keeping waiting," he said softly.

I slowly pulled away from Terry, meeting his gaze as I gently wiped away the tears that had streaked down his cheeks. "It's okay, really," I reassured him softly, my voice steady and warm.

"Everything is going to be fine. But just remember, being engaged doesn't magically erase all our problems. We need to face them together and work through everything, alright?"

Terry nodded, his expression earnest as he took a deep breath. "I know. I promise I’ll do better. I’ll work on opening up," he said, kissing my cheek tenderly.

I felt the sincerity of his words, and a gentle smile spread across my lips in response. A few moments later, we found ourselves nestled on the couch, wrapped in each other's warmth.

The comfort of his presence enveloped me, yet I couldn't shake off the sheer joy bubbling inside. Lost in thought, my gaze drifted to the beautiful diamond ring displayed on my finger.

The corners of my mouth turned upward into a smile, and Terry caught my eye. He mirrored my expression, his smile radiating the warmth and connection we shared in that peaceful moment.

“Hey, how about we celebrate this engagement?” Terry suggested with a playful grin, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Let’s hit up that little spot we used to love. Just you and me, make it a date night.” He added.

I smirked, leaning in closer, feeling the familiar thrill in the air. “You mean the spot where you couldn’t keep your hands off me?” I teased, giving him a playful nudge.

“Ha! You know I still can’t,” Terry shot back, his voice low and flirtatious. “You got me all twisted up, Amara. Ain’t nothing changing that baby.”

“Is that so?” I raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on my lips. “Guess I still got that effect on you, huh?” I asked continuing. Terry chuckled, shaking his head.

“Baby, you know it. You always did. Want me to remind you?” Terry asked before you could answer. He leaned in, his breath warm against my skin.

Terry pressed his lips lightly against mine as the kiss deepened, soft and electric, but I pulled away just before it got too heated, teasing him.

"Mmm let's do it! I’m gonna go get all dolled up and ready for you by 8 PM; you better be ready,” I said before biting my lip, getting up from the couch, and feeling his eyes on me.

“Don’t leave me hangin’ like that, Amara!” Terry called after me, his voice strained with desire. “You’re just gonna leave me all hot and bothered?”

I laughed, glancing back at him over my shoulder. “Maybe that’s the point,” I replied coyly, enjoying the flustered look on his face before walking out.

Terry picked up his phone once Amara was out of sight and was already brainstorming plans. “Yo, Tony, I need some favors,” Terry said, his tone confident and determined.

“Look, I want the spot ready for me and Amara tonight. Make it special. Little lights, maybe some flowers? Yeah, she’ll love that. Just trust me, alright?”

-

I applied the final touches to my makeup and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and I couldn’t help but smile. The backless dress I chose fit my curves perfectly, highlighting all the features I loved.

I heard a knock at the front door as I was about to add more lip gloss. My heart was racing, knowing that it might be Terry. I hurried out of the bedroom to the front door.

My excitement bubbled over as I opened the door, and there he stood, looking sharper than ever. His eyes lit up when he saw me, and I could see his mouth drop slightly.

“Damn, Amara! You look absolutely stunning!” Terry said, his voice thick with appreciation. “Thank you, Terry! You clean up nice yourself,” I replied, teasing him.

I took in his fitted dark shirt, showed off his toned arms, and those jeans that showed off his toned legs.

“Thank you, baby. I'm just trying to match you. You out here lookin’ like sexy as hell,” Terry chuckled, stepping inside. “Did you miss me or somethin’?” He added and I smirked, crossing my arms playfully.

“Maybe a little. It’s only been, what, a couple of hours? But it felt like forever.” I answered, and he shook his head, laughing as he leaned and wrapped his arms around my waist.

Terry began kissing your neck and going grabbing your ass through the dress, causing you to moan, and you slightly pushed him to look up at him. 'Terry, we're gonna be late"

“I know....I miss you, and like I said before, you got that effect on me, girl. Can’t help it. Are you ready to celebrate our engagement, or what?” Terry said, looking down at me with those eyes.

“Hell yeah, baby," I started with a little giggle, twirling around to give him a little preview of my exposed back and my lovely ass, knowing that would drive him wild.

“Lord, a backless dress just—girl, you know how to make a brother feel weak. You must have been waiting to wear this because I had never seen it,” Terry said, eyes wide with admiration.

“Had to save it for a special occasion. Figured this one qualified,” I replied, leaning in closer. “But you better be ready to show me a good time tonight.”

“Oh, I got plans, and it's gonna be a surprise,” Terry said, winking at me. “Wow, really? You thought of something this fast, huh?” I grinned; I always loved his romantic side of him.

“Yeah, Only for you, my wifey. You deserve it all. Now come on, let’s go before I rip this dress off by just lookin’ at you,” Terry joked, reaching for my hand.

I laughed, grabbing my purse and slipping on my phone inside. “Alright, let’s go, hubby,” I said, pulling him closer; we stepped out into the night air.

-

Once we arrived at the spot, Terry got out of the car and walked over to my side, and excitement bubbled within me. Terry opened the door while glancing down at me with his trademark grin.

"You ready for this, Amara?" he asked, and I smiled. "Ready as I’ll ever be! What you got up your sleeve, handsome man?” I teased, getting out of the car and closing the door.

I bit my lip, trying to guess what he was planning. “Just trust me on this one, alright? Now, close your eyes,” Terry said with a playful glint in his eye.

I raised an eyebrow but complied, feeling the thrill of anticipation coursing through me. “Okay, okay, my eyes are shut. Now what?” I asked, trying to suppress my giggles.

“You’ll see. Just keep 'em closed, don’t peek!” Terry took my hand, leading me gently, and I could feel the warmth of his palm against mine, grounding me in this sweet moment.

We walked for what felt like a short eternity, and then I heard a door swing open. "Alright, babe, you can open your eyes now!" Terry said, his voice full of excitement.

I hesitated for just a second before I surrendered and opened my eyes. When I did, I was met with a sight that took my breath away. We stood inside the little spot we used to love, transformed into something magical.

The place was lit with twinkling fairy lights hanging from the ceiling and soft music plucking in the air. Beautiful floral arrangements were everywhere, vibrant colors that seemed to echo the happiness in my chest.

“Terry…oh my gosh!” I gasped, my eyes wide with disbelief. “You went all out!” I added and he grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Only the best for my queen. I wanted tonight to be special, especially after all we discussed.” He said softly. I stepped further inside, taking in every little detail.

“This is incredible! You really thought of everything.” The table was set for two, with candles flickering and a lovely spread of some of my favorite dishes.

“I even managed to sneak in the shrimp tacos you love. Thought it might remind you of our first date,” Terry said, moving closer to wrap an arm around my waist.

“Aww, you got me all sentimental now! This is just… perfect, Terry. I really...I really appreciate this, I appreciate you” I replied, my heart swelling with gratitude.

Terry pulled me closer, his gaze serious for a moment. “Amara, I really want us to keep building this, ya know? I’m all in, and I hope you are too.”

I looked up at him, feeling all the love in those words, and nodded. “You know I am, Terry. Ain’t no turning back for us now.”

The waiter approached, breaking the moment for a second. “Evening! What can I get y’all to drink?”

“Two glasses of your finest red, please,” Terry replied confidently, then turned to me. “How you feelin’, baby girl?”

“Like I’m dreaming. Honestly, I can’t believe you pulled this off!” I laughed, still taking in the surprise.

Terry leaned in just enough so only I could hear. “Well, you deserve the world, Amara. I just want to see you shine and be happy.”

“Stop it, you making me blush! But for real, this really means a lot to me,” I said, feeling my cheeks heat up.

Terry gave me that charming smile that could light up any room. “Just wait till you see the dessert. Got that surprise, too.”

“Don’t play with me, Terry! What else you got?” I asked, trying to pretend to be annoyed but failing miserably, a smile creeping across my lips.

“Just you wait,” he chuckled, leaning back. “But first, let’s enjoy this meal together, alright?”

The food was so amazing. Each bite was delicious, but the real treat was the laughter and love that filled the air between us. The night went on being the best.

Just when I thought the night couldn’t get any better, he leaned in, his voice low and teasing, “Ready for that surprise?”

“Okay, I’m ready!” I replied, excitement bubbling in my chest.

“Alright, close your eyes again!” he instructed playfully.

I complied once more, and after a moment, Terry’s fingers slipped under my chin, tilting my head gently. “You can open your eyes,” he said softly.

When I did, a beautiful slice of chocolate heart cake with Mr & Mrs. Richmond adorned with sparklers was placed before me.

“Happy engagement, Amara! I know we still gotta work on things, but I’m committed to making every moment with you unforgettable,” he said, the sincerity in his voice cutting through the air like a warm breeze.

I was taken aback, tears of joy filling my eyes. “Terry, this is too much! You’re amazing,” I exclaimed, my breath hitching.

Terry chuckled, wiping a tear from my cheek. “Ain’t no such thing as ‘too much’ when it comes to you, baby.”

As we dug into the cake amid laughter and kisses, playfully feeding each other as if it were our future wedding, I realized this was just the beginning of a beautiful adventure together.

-

As Terry and I stepped through the front door, the laughter from our date night still danced in the air around us. I leaned against the door, watching him kick off his shoes, the playful glint in his eyes making my heart flutter.

“Wow, tonight was amazing!” I said, pulling the curls away from my face before stepping closer to him. “You really outdid yourself with this, Terry.

“Well, I had to do it big, do it right and with style. Had to make it special for my girl,” Terry said, flashing his charming smile. “Like I said before, you deserved every bit of it."

"So now that we are back at the house, this dress? Man, I still can’t get over it.” Terry added, stepped closer, and the air between us sizzled.

I smirked, leaning in to graze my lips against his. "Maybe you should take it off," I said as our lips just a whisper away, I could feel the tension building between us.

Terry grinned, his playful energy infectious. “You know I might just take you up on that, Amara,” he teased, his voice low and teasing; I felt his strong arms wrap around my waist.

"Then do it, big daddy," I said softly as my arms wrapped around his shoulders, and I breathed in his scent, loving that his scruffed beard tickled my face.

Terry growled and pulled me into a passionate kiss, taking the initiative to deepen the kiss and slide his tongue into my mouth, causing me to moan into the kiss.

I pulled away as he picked me up and gave me a boyish grin before taking me to the bedroom. "I'mma give you my all tonight, baby," Terry says, laying me down gently on the bed.

We both began tearing each other clothes off while kissing and caressing one other's bodies. Terry began leaving kisses all over my body until he got to my lower abdomen.

I couldn't help but moan at how powerful he looked between my legs, his elbows at his sides, his back taught, like he was preparing to take down his prey. 

Terry began to kiss and then suck at my clit hard, sending jolts of pleasure through my legs while looking up at me with his greyish-blue green eyes.

"Ahhh Terry…fuck!" I breathed, placing my hand behind his head; he moaned into my pussy; he always loved the sweet sounds I made when he ate me out.

His tongue swirling around my clit was driving me wild, but then he added a finger or two, and I was gone. "Mmm, pussy so sweet and wet. I miss this so much, baby."

What he did next sent me to the stars. "Ahhh...I'm cum-!!" I trailed off and cried in pleasure as I felt the most powerful orgasm rip through me, causing me to shake and my toes to curl.

"Mmmm, I told you Imma give you my all, got you cumming fast. Fuck, you taste so amazing," Terry says before lifting himself up to kiss me, causing me to go speechless.

I calm down a few minutes before flipping Terry over on his back. "Well, let me match that energy, big daddy," I said, running my finger gently onto his chest and then to his manhood.

"Mmm...this dick is so big, Daddy. It's all mine, right?" I asked, tracing my fingers around his tip, playing with the precum for a bit, and looking at him.

"Yes, my pretty girl...all yours!" Terry started, and I continued to tease the tip of his dick until he began to beg for more causing me to giggle slightly.

"Baby, please more; let me feel your pretty mouth." Terry let out a low moan and raised an arm to cover his eyes. His abs flexed and relaxed as he reacted to my hands working their magic.

I lowered my mouth to the head of his dick, sucking gently, and I swirled my tongue around the tip. "Just like that, baby. More, please more," Terry asked nicely.

I took himself entirely and began sucking up and down slowly, "Mmm, perfect…just like that." Terry moaned, gently cupping his balls, which almost made him lose his mind.

"Fuck, baby. Fuck...you are so beautiful, full mouth of this dick," Terry said, resting his large hand behind my head. I smiled with my eyes, looking up and continuing to suck him, flicking my tongue.

"Mmmm, I need that pussy" Terry growled, popping me out of his mouth and slapping his dick against my face causing me to giggle before pulling me up to his chest.

I sprang into action, gripping his length in my hand, and I slid down on his dick, causing me to moan. I placed my hand and began slowly riding him, and his big hands flanked my hips.

"Fuck, this dick...fills me up so good." I moaned in pleasure; Terry grasped at my breasts, looking at me with so much love and desire, like he admired my beauty in this dim light cast on my face.

"Fuck, you feel so good, baby. and you are so damn gorgeous. how I am so lucky," Terry moaned, and I brought myself down and pressed a gentle kiss on his lips.

"Ahh, Terry, yes, yes, just like that," I moaned as he began to thrust in and out faster as I began placing gentle and soft kisses on his neck and chest.

"Shit, Amara. I love it when I can feel you squeeze your pussy around me." Terry moaned in my ear, wrapping his arms around your back and going faster with his thrusts.

"Fuck, Daddy fuck me, fuck this pussy. Ahhh..." I moaned, gripping the rail of the headboard of the bed, feeling it slightly shake off the rhythm.

"You like that, pretty girl? You like it when I pound my dick into your tight, wet pussy?" Terry asked with a low, deep tone in my ear that made me feel more aroused.

"Yes, so fucking good, Daddy," I purred, lifting myself up to place my hands on his chest to bounce up and down his dick as I threw my head back.

"I love giving you pleasure; I am so grateful for you and everything you do for me, Amara," Terry said, lifting himself up and pulling you into a kiss.

"Terry, fuck....shit!" You let out an appreciative and loving moan as he pulls away and brings his hands to my waist, flipping me on my back to lay on the bed.

Terry holding me in place and pulling out and driving his dick into me harder, making me moan loud at a sudden speed. "Take it, take that shit, lil mama, take my dick like I know you can."

"Shit, daddy. just like that, oh fuck I love what you’re doing to me right now!" I cried in pleasure, meeting his gaze while gripping his huge biceps tightly.

I felt myself clenching around his throbbing dick as I was getting close. "You gonna cum for me again, baby?" Terry asked, staring at me like a damn lion.

It was sexy and scary at the same time. "Like a good girl? Are you gonna cum all over this dick? Yeah?"

"Yes, YES, YES!" I shout repeatedly, and my second powerful orgasm hits me like a train. My muscles spasm, and my legs shake, but Terry isn't done with me yet.

I surely didn't want him to be; Terry turned me to lay on my side, spread my ass open a little bit. "Terry...oh fuck, making me feel so good, keep fucking me, Daddy," You moaned.

Terry let out a slight chuckle and slowly slid inside of me while giving me a light smack on my ass. I moaned, trying to calm myself down a little bit.

Terry began to thrusted faster, feeling his orgasm nearing. Being inside me was so heavenly to him. "Fuck, baby. I'mma...cum inside your little pretty pussy, would you like that?" Terry asked deeply.

"Mmm, yes, Terry," I moaned, gripping the sheets of the bed tight as he began pounding like before; it only takes a dozen or so thrusts for me to cum for the third time.

"Fuck, fuck fuck...Terry...shit...oh please cum inside me, fill me up," I begged, gripping his arm that was placed on my hip, seeing stars as I reached my climax. "I need it, please."

"Oh amara, baby. Imma gives it to you, oh fuck, here it comes, sweetheart," Terry moaned, going buried his face into my neck as he exploded his load inside of me.

"That's it, Terry. Give me all your cum" I moaned, feeling him shake and shudder, convulsing, as he rode out his orgasm. Terry fell on top of me completely.

I cupped the back of his head and kissed his cheek. Terry pulled back, looking deep into my eyes, and I smiled at him. Terry moved off me but still looked at me, and I followed his eyes.

Terry kisses my lips, and I cup his cheek, closing my eyes to enjoy the warmth of his lips. I pulled away and went to cuddle into his chest; he smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist.

Both of us stayed like that for a few mintues until Terry got up off the bed and went to the bathroom and I heard the bathtub water running and I felt a flutter in my chest.

“I'm running us a bubble bath,” Terry said, gesturing toward the bathroom. The warm scent of lavender filled the air, and I could hear the soft tunes of our favorite playlist strumming in the background.

“I love you, Terry” I laughed softly, and he walked over to pick me up bridal style. “I love you, too Amara. More than words can say” he said, looking deep into my eyes.

As Terry walked towards the bathroom with me in his arms, I leaned in for another kiss, our lips brushing gently. After a dreamy bath and plenty of laughter, the night ended beautifully with hope and love.

[theliteraryarchitect]

Hello bucket. I am thinking about multiple pov and whether it works for my first draft. I find that the secondary characters are more engaging to be with, but less central to the overall theme/plot. How can I improve my main character to be actually interesting and not just a flat outline? they feel like a generic isekai protagonist that the viewer can self-insert on. How do I add flavour without it being some gimmick?

When Your Main Character Feels Boring

Great question! It’s super common for side characters to be more engaging than protagonists, and honestly? That’s not always a bad thing. Heroes often have the “straight man” role in a story—they’re the steady center while the zany, chaotic, or ultra-dramatic side characters swirl around them. Think of Frodo surrounded by Sam, Gollum, and Merry & Pippin. Or Luke Skywalker next to Han Solo and Leia. The protagonist’s job is often to move the plot forward, while side characters get to steal the show in smaller bursts.

That said, if your main character feels like a generic self-insert, there are ways to make them more compelling without relying on gimmicks. A few things to consider:

• What’s their perspective? A strong POV can make even a “bland” protagonist interesting. Do they see the world through a hyper-logical lens? A poetic one? A deeply cynical or absurd one? If your story is in their POV, let their voice shine through in the narration.

• What do they struggle with? No one is interesting without internal conflict. What contradictions exist within them? What do they want vs. what do they fear? Even a relatively passive protagonist can be compelling if they’re actively grappling with something.

• What do others see in them? Why are the more engaging side characters drawn to this person? What do they argue about? What do they love/hate about each other?

• Give them choices. A lot of self-insert-style protagonists feel bland because things happen to them instead of them making things happen. Put them in tough situations where they have to make active, often flawed, choices.

And remember, not every character needs to be flashy to be compelling! Sometimes, the best protagonists are the ones who hold the emotional core of the story while the side characters get to be the comic relief, the drama, or the wildcards. The trick is making sure your protagonist has something driving them, something personal at stake, and a perspective on the world that’s worth following.

Hope this helps!

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[djarins-cyare]

✭ Series Masterlist ✭

Languishing in a dull and lonely existence on the forest moon of Endor after travelling there to help salvage Death Star wreckage, a nearly fatal encounter with a mysterious bounty hunter out in the forest heralds an opportunity to utilise long-forgotten skills and develop something more profound than you ever thought possible.

Second person POV, present tense. Set post-season 2, diverges from Canon events before TBoBF and season 3. This is a novel-length, exceptionally slow burn with an original plot, worldbuilding, and fully-developed characterisation. SWU concepts and lore are accurately researched.

WORDS: 406,690

PAIRING: Din Djarin x Female Reader/You

RATING: Explicit (18+)

CHARACTERS: Din Djarin, Reader/You/Female OC, Original Non-Human Character(s), Original Human Characters, Greef Karga, Cara Dune, Leia Organa, Luke Skywalker, Grogu, Peli Motto

TAGS: Slow Burn, Slow Build, Romance, Love, Sexual Tension, Eventual Smut, Smut, Sex, Sexual Content, Explicit Sexual Content, Fluff, Fluff and Smut, Fluff and Angst, Light Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Relationships, Healthy Relationships, Canon-Typical Violence, Blood and Injury, Dark Past, Additional Warnings In Author's Notes, Bounty Hunter Din Djarin, Soft Din Djarin, Touch-Starved Din Djarin, Din Djarin Needs a Hug, Smart Din Djarin, Soft Dominant Din Djarin, Ewok Species, Mandalorian Culture, Mando'a Language, New Razor Crest, Thoroughly Researched, Worldbuilding, No use of y/n.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This took me almost a year to write and four months to edit/proof. Each chapter is prefaced with specific tags and (where necessary) warnings, plus word counts. End notes contain translations and comments… this baby is thoroughly researched, so I’m sharing context where appropriate. I’ve also added definitions of in-universe terms so people less familiar with the franchise won’t be left wondering what the hell certain words or references mean. This is a slow burn (adult themes), and although the explicit content only occurs in the latter half, when it does, it warrants the ‘E’ rating. Basically, the first half is a love story, and the second half gets spicy. I hope you enjoy it!

READ THE COMPLETE STORY ON AO3:

(Chapters containing explicit content marked †)

Chapter 1: The Obstacle

Chapter 2: The Interrogation

Chapter 3: The Covenant

Chapter 4: The Snare

Chapter 5: The Strike

Chapter 6: The Groundwork

Chapter 7: The Genesis

Chapter 8: The Progression

Chapter 9: The Hide

Chapter 10: The Beast

Chapter 11: The Adjustment

Chapter 12: The Storm

Chapter 13: The Broadside

Chapter 14: The Intercourse

Chapter 15: The Village

Chapter 16: The Confession

Chapter 17: The Reprieve

Chapter 18: The Fortification

Chapter 19: The Ambush

Chapter 20: The Meridian

Chapter 21: The Homestretch

Chapter 22: The Union †

Chapter 23: The Overture

Chapter 24: The Crescendo

Chapter 25: The Harmony †

Chapter 26: The Cadence †

Chapter 27: The Ride †

Chapter 28: The Veneration †

Chapter 29: The Spree †

Chapter 30: The Tribute †

Chapter 31: The Courage

Chapter 32: The Feast

Chapter 33: The Exhibition †

Chapter 34: The Reward

Chapter 35: The Binding †

Chapter 36: The Synergy †

Chapter 37: The Match †

Chapter 38: The Flag †

Chapter 39: The Foundling †

Chapter 40: The Future †

Tumblr exclusive bonus scene: The Solace †

✨Additional Media✨

@burntheedges has written a spectacular little drabble detailing what Din was up to during the paragraph break near the end of chapter 1 (*SPOILERS* you don’t find this out until chapter 27).

@roughdaysandart has sketched a fantastic study of chapter 33, and it’s absolutely perfect (*SPOILERS* cliffhanger ending for the chapter).

@djarin-desires has created some awesome images of a few scenes using Midjourney.

Here’s a little bonus feature on how I created some of the more complex chapter images: part 1 and part 2.

I spent a stupid amount of money on the Hot Toys official Din Djarin action figure, simply so I could photograph him in poses from my fic 🤷🏼‍♀️ This is just a taster of what’s to come, but here he is in chapter 8, offering to help Reader climb onto the speeder.

🧡💚 Thank you for reading! 💚🧡

➤ MAIN MASTERLIST

[attackofthecats]

Skywalker Family Fic Rec List (pt.1)

This rec list will only have fics with at least 3 of the 4 skywalkers as major characters, and most will have all 4. I’m going to do these in sets of 10 ao3 fics, with a few bonus FF.NET ones at the bottom in case you’re insane like me and have read everything on ao3. More will be coming if this is popular! Let me know if you want a Dad!Vader or even a Padme and kids list.

On ao3 

Out of the Dark Valley 

Rating: T

Word Count: 324,000 (completed)

Summary: 15 years after the events of RotS, Darth Vader discovers a way to time travel backwards through the Force, to the moment in his past he most regrets. This creates an alternate timeline where he has the opportunity to change his and Padmé's tragic fate. But reliving the past and making a new future will prove to be no easy task, and the sins of the father will have lasting effects on the next generation. (AU from Mustafar onward. Ensemble PoV featuring Anakin, Padmé, Obi-Wan, Luke, Leia, and Mara Jade. Skywalker family focus with mild Anidala and LukeMara elements. Background Barrissoka. Rated T for violence and dark themes.)

My Notes: THIS FIC. THIS FIC. Where do I start? It would be worth making the entire list just for this fic. It has everything you could possibly ask for… beautifully developed relationships between everyone + Mara Jade included. I cried multiple times while reading because it does get angsty angsty but it’s SOOOO worth it. Buckle up because it’s a long one. 

In the Past

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences 

Word count: Incomplete but at 185,000 words of good story, it’s well worth the read 

Summary: It's been two months after Bespin, and Luke Skywalker is trying to come to terms with the events that happened there. During a dogfight with Darth Vader, both of their fighters crash. When they recover, they both find themselves on Coruscant at the end of the Clone Wars. Vader still aims to claim his son, but Luke has been taken to the Jedi Temple where he meets Anakin Skywalker. 

My Notes: I’m due for a reread on this one, but I remember flying through the entire thing in a day. Only downside is, there's no Leia buttt the dynamics between Padme, Luke, Anakin, and Obi-Wan are incredible. Bonus points for the dynamic where Vader can’t kill Anakin, as he doesn’t want to kill his future self, but as he’s not yet redeemed, he has no qualms murdering everyone else. Also highly recommend all of Silver Daye’s works, including “The Bargain” (though please mind the content warning for noncon with that one)

On Marche Aux Ciels Brulantes 

Rating: Gen 

Word Count: 11,637

Summary: In the wake of Luke's devastating loss on Bespin, Padmé Naberrie, his mother, makes the fateful decision to tell him - and his sister - the truth. For lies only serve to aid the enemy when they are an agent of evil

My notes: The angst, the characterization, everything is spot on! Great one shot. 

Requiem for a Dream

Rating: Mature 

Word Count: 53,521 

Summary: The world's worst custody battle.

Padme survives (AU) 

My notes: Now, I’ll admit, I haven’t read this one since it was coming out… but I remember scouring for updates, so it must have been good. Contains: Vader, Padme, and tiny Luke and Leia 

meadow lily, desert rose

Rating: T

Words: 11,000

Summary: “How do you do it?”

Luke’s forehead wrinkled, confused. “Do what? Fix the speeder? I can show you…”

“Get along with Mom.”

Oh.

(Padme and fifteen-year-old Leia clash – a lot)

My notes: I’ve read this fic so many times I could recite it in my sleep. Everything by ineedausername1829 is absolutely incredible. They have SO much Skywalker Family stuff, I won’t put it all on this list but go check it out! But this fic in particular… while Anakin/Vader isn’t directly in it, he is present the entire fic. The characterizations are spot on. This is exactly how I would imagine a 15-year-old Luke and Leia, especially without Anakin to temper Leia's anger. Highly recommend giving it a read, it’s only 11,000 words!

Just One Wish

Rating: Teen 

Word Count: 48,995

Summary: On a trip to Dathomir, Anakin Skywalker finds a spell that will grant him one wish. Anxious to return home, he wishes for a way to end the war. As a result, he ends up accidentally kidnapping his future children...moments after they've escaped Bespin. Luke is quite done dealing with his mess of a father, and Leia is convinced telling the future Darth Vader about the future will only make it worse. Desperate, Anakin calls in the only person they might listen to: Padme Amidala. Too bad Padme has a surprise of her own... 

My notes: Another one I need to re-read! I have fond memories of this fic. 

God Forgive You, But I Never Shall 

Rating: Mature 

Word Count: 5,144

Summary:King Anakin returns to the castle a changed man, and Queen Padmé is forced to flee in the middle of the night with her children amidst accusations of adultery to escape his tyranny.

In true Skywalker fashion, all does not go to plan.

AKA a medieval re-imagining of that one ROTS scene

My notes: Medieval skywalkers, medieval skywalkers!! This is more Vaderdala than anything, but the conflict centers around the kids. I absolutely love this story. 

Stand the Hazard 

Summary: A plot from the future to save the past effectively ends Anakin Skywalker's career as a Jedi knight. (Aka a 6-year-old, traumatized Luke is sent back into the past by Obi-Wan- Anakin and Padme deal with the consequences)

My notes: I’m a sucker for time travel stories, especially ones where Luke is sent to the past. This has to be my favorite of all of them. It’s angsty, and hede the content warnings for mentioned child abuse. No Leia until much later, however. 

The Bantha in the Room

Rating: Gen 

Word Count: 1,299

Summary: concept: anakin sitting in the council room bouncing baby luke on his knees as he adamantly denies having children or attachments 

My notes: An absolutely hilarious, short, oneshot. Great for imagining happier times with the Skywalkers. 

Home (yes, another one)

Rating: Gen 

Word Count: 1,998

Summary: In which "Darth Vader" is no more than Anakin's playtime alter ego (happy Skywalker family AU) 

Word count: 1,998 

My notes: A short and adorable one-shot that makes me so insanely happy. 

On FFN

I’m not going to write notes for these because I haven’t re read any in a long time, but if you’ve run out of fics on ao3 this is for you! These are all in my favorites list. 

Padmes Prevarication

Rating: T on FF.Net

 Summary: When Obi-Wan comes to Padmé to ask about Anakin's whereabouts, Padmé lies and tells him that Anakin was sent to Tatooine. This lie prevents Anakin's dismemberment, yet Padmé is nevertheless still horrified at what he has become. 

Home 

Rating: M on FF.NET

Summary: Padme survives at the end of Revenge of the sith. Set approximately 4 years later, she is alone with her twins in hiding, as a memory of the past comes back to haunt her. She makes a choice that leads her into the grasp of her volatile husband. Who is not the man she once knew. Its for those romantic hearts out there like me, but also with plenty of angst

The Skywalker Rebellion

Summary: When the Skywalker twins are born early, they upset Palpatine's plots by making Anakin Skywalker decide to leave the Jedi Order. Destiny changes. The Empire will rise without Darth Vader. When the Republic falls, Padme creates the Rebellion. Together with her husband, her twins, several Jedi, they will fight the Empire. All the while, Fate hangs over Luke Skywalker's head.