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I’m not huge on TCW a lot of the times but one of my favourite Anidala moments in it, is this one.
Anakin helping Padmé host a dinner party for her colleagues.
Acting like a married couple who have guests coming over and they’re trying to prepare as best as they can 😭🤧 also supportive husband Anakin 🥺
Some more tcw/b99 silliness because I love both so much
Coruscant | The Jedi Temple, for @rochester-born‘s ask, what I like about the Jedi:
I love the Jedi Aesthetic, the blend of space fantasy modern technology with something ancient and spiritual. I love how beautiful the Jedi Temple is, how grand and sweeping it is, while being warm and filling, that you can very nearly feel the hum of the living Force within it, you can very nearly feel the shimmer of the stars echoing softly when Jedi listen to them. I love that it’s huge, but it’s also full of Yoda playfully teaching the younglings and cutely teasing Obi-Wan about having ~lost a planet. I love the Great Jedi Tree in its place of honor, I love the soaring heights of the Grand Hall with its warm sunlight streaming in, I love the epic hallways that blend something ancient with something immediate, all that light streaming in and looking out over the bustling city. I love the massive Archives that are quiet but still thrum with life and learning. I love the giant doorways that show the Jedi’s heritage and blend it together with advanced tech. I love glowing star maps that spin with beautiful light and stained glass windows that glow in the middle of the day. I love the cool blue light of the holocrons, so much knowledge and history waiting there, so soothing and gentle in their hum and glow. A thousand years and more of learning, ready to teach it to the next generation, for them to learn more and understand another smidgen about the Force to add to their greater understanding. The Jedi and their culture are gorgeous, look at all the beauty that’s there! Look at what a thousand years of their traditions and history have given them.
star wars rebel AU
so… Star Wars is one of those things where I love it so much because of the way the story turned out, but at the same time I have a million AUs for how I also wish it could have gone.
I-I just really want one where Anakin doesn’t turn/turns back early and ends up as a leader of the Rebel Alliance (the Jedi Order having still been destroyed), while Padme remains on Coruscant as a senate spy to leak intel to the rebels. of course, they’re separated to the public eye, and end up with one twin each… so ~*~THE SPOILER ~*~ is still a spoiler for Luke, it just happens earlier haha. and I love the potential dynamic of switching the twins around… X)
their bickering is so good I love them
i’m watching ROTS on a video call tomorrow with my pals i’m so excited!!!
Poor Obi-Wan, destined to get stuck with Jedi Masters that love to bend the rules.....
I’m rewatching the prequels and I love these three so much
there are some close-ups under the cut btw ↓
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“Padmé Amidala was completely still. The brown halo of her hair spread out around her, softened here and there by white blossoms that had blown through the air to find their rest amongst her curls. Her skin was pale and perfect. Her face was peaceful. Her eyes were closed and her hands were clasped across her stomach as she floated. Naboo carried on without her.
Even now, at the end, she was watched.”
- Queen’s Shadow by E.K. Johnston
I prefer Form VI for Maul but…Form III just has its own beauty. I grew up with wuxia genre so that familiar defense pose is iconic and stunning af. More pic for Jedi Maul AU, and that is his Master, a Falleen - who doesn’t have a proper Stars Wars name yet - his place holder name is Lãnh Thiền.
Jedi Maul and Ventress had to team up for some greater good, this is a lost pic from this set (x) he also describe her dress as “fascinating, but also nauseating”
im meant to be doing my degree but instead i spent like an hour making the worlds most confusing family tree. what is wrong with me
Illustration for LittleLynn’s Broken Out (Broken In)🔥
“Even after six years on Bandomeer, Obi-Wan still harboured dreams of a jedi finding him here, realising a mistake had been made and taking him on as a padawan after all. It was a childish fantasy, but one he struggled to let go of.
What he did not expect, was Sith Lord Qui-Gon Jinn to find him instead, with a dangerous offer of his own.”
Completely random comic about the history of Mandalore 👁👄👁
inspired by this
He is Sidious (Ha, ha!)
So perfidious
Anakin: *does some shit*
Obi-Wan: minus 5 points
Anakin: what
Obi-Wan: I began to score your behavior. When you're on 100 points, I'll make you a knight.
Anakin: oh cool whats my score
Obi-Wan: - 1298
Qui-Gon: Obi-Wan, that was very inappropriate. You should think more before you act.
Obi-Wan: Yes master. I am very sorry.
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Obi-Wan: Anakin, what were you thinking! Come here and don't speak until I ask you to!
Anakin: But - *death glare from Obi-Wan* *sighs* Yes, master.
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Anakin: AHSOKA GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE
Ahsoka: *rushes through droids and triggers several traps* YEET
Another Star Wars sketch! As soon as my friend said “low light” for the next prompt my mind immediately sprang to those martial arts movies where they train against the setting sun. And because I’m still drawing all things Obi-Wan, this happened. With Obi-Wan being a practitioner of the Alchaka meditations (as written in the Wild Space novel), I figured it’s something he’d pass on to Anakin. So here we have Anakin in the background, sort of spastic still, and Obi-Wan standing on one hand with the ease that comes with years of training.
just a little comparison between Maul’s angry yellow eyes (Sith) and calm blue eyes (Jedi AU)
baby Ahsoka called Maul an ugly jabroni “Lord Maul, are your horns hurt? Lord Maul, why are you red? Lord Maul, why are you always growling? Lord Maul, can you teach me how to growl?” this could go on for ages but I couldn’t fit all of her stupid questions and Maul half arse reply in one pic. Please, add it in your tags for more.
Anakin Skywalker if he hadn’t turned to the Dark Side.
I refuse to believe that no one saw the bad vibes on that man.
"no attachments" in SW literally just means "don't be selfish and possessive". that's it. that's all there is. doesn't mean jedi can't have friends and loved ones. they can. just. don't be possessive and selfish about it. don't murder thousands of people in an effort to save one.
@crossover15 kofi requested I draw @coruscantrhapsody's headcanon that Anakin has beef w the Coruscant's Bob the Builder equivalent lol!!
(ko-fi requests are open!!)
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wc: 2.3k
warnings: cursing
Being the leader of the new Rebellion against the evil Galactic Empire had its perks. One of the things that was not a perk, however, was hiding one’s actual name from their people, and past.
None of Y/n’s rebels knew of her past as a former Jedi Knight that fought in the Clone Wars. Though she fought like a cunning warrior, the thought had never once crossed their minds, seeing as all the Jedi were dead.
She had raised her children Luke and Leia with Obi-Wan’s guidance to be trained as Jedi, seeing as both of them were very Force-Sensitive.
Watching Luke wield his father’s lightsaber brought such bittersweet feelings to both old Jedi Knights. Anakin was such a big part of both of their lives, that it was almost painful to see this without him there.
Anakin would be beyond proud of his son and daughter, for sure.
Y/n recalled the first time he and Leia held their lightsabers. They were both 9, the same age their Father was when he was brought him by Qui-Gon Jyn from Tattooine.
Luke had rushed up to Obi’s old trunk excitedly, admiring the strange silver object with big eyes as Leia crowded behind him, “What’s that, Uncle Obi?”
“This is your father’s lightsaber, my dear. He would’ve wanted you to have it,” Obi replied, a sad smile on his face as he held onto the hilt, activating its stellar blue glow.
“This is the weapon of a Jedi Knight. Not as clumsy or random as a blaster—“ Obi handed it to Luke and his eyes widened, waving it around gently so he didn’t break it. “—an elegant weapon for a more civilized age.”
“Is it mine?” Luke’s eyes beamed in excitement. Obi-Wan nodded, sitting down as he picked up Leia, putting her on his knee.
“For over a thousand generations, the Jedi were the guardians of peace and justice. The old republic. Before the Empire...” he trailed off, turning his head towards the window.
Y/n rushed into the room, hearing the lightsaber and fearing there was an intruder, “Obi-Wan! What’s going on, I’m—“ she ignited her brilliant (l/c) saber, holding it in a protective stance before she realized it was just Luke. She sighed heavily and disengaged her saber, attaching it back to her belt loop, “Obi, you didn’t tell me you were doing this now...” she crossed her arms.
“Mom! Obi-Wan told me this was Dad’s! Look!” he started swinging it gently, making sure it didn’t hit anyone since he knew how deadly they could be. She began to smile sadly as she remembered a young Anakin as a padawan, rushing in to show her his lightsaber he constructed the day he finally got one.
She smiled sadly, tears welling up in her eyes. “You look so much like your father, Luke,” she said sadly. Obi looked back at Luke, and for a split moment, he was reminded of the small slave his old master brought back with him. He smiled to himself remembering how he helped Anakin with his padawan braid.
“Princess, come here. I’ll let you hold my lightsaber, okay?” she handed Leia her saber gently, and she took gingerly from her hand. Leia took it and igniting it, the blade’s glow reflecting in her excited little eyes.
“Mom? How did dad die? You never answered me,” Luke asked. Y/n felt herself freeze in place, a large lump in her throat forming. “Luke, I...”
“I’ll tell them, Y/n,” Obi-Wan replied solemnly. “Your father was killed by a young Jedi named Darth Vader. He was a close friend of mine before he fell. He helped the Emperor hunt down and destroy the Jedi Knights. He betrayed and murdered your father.” The room fell silent, until Luke asked another question, “So you and Uncle Obi are the last remaining Jedi?”
Obi-Wan shook his head no, “There are others, but sparse. To name a few, Master Yoda and Ahsoka Tano, your father’s Padawan learner. The last remaining Jedi are being hunted down by Vader, which is why we hide.”
Leia spoke up softly, “Is that why we don’t use our actual last name, mommy?”
“Yes, sweetheart. As long as Vader’s reign continues, we must hide our names. Darth Vader does not know about the two of you, so you are safe. For us, on the other hand...” she trailed off, and the kids understood.
“Mom... Mom,” Leia spoke loudly. Y/n blinked in confusion and turned back around, looking at her daughter, “Yeah, my love?”
“Are you okay mom?” Leia asked, frowning. “We need to look at the Death Star plans.”
“Right,” she sighed heavily, turning to face from the window out looking Yavin 4. “I’m fine, princess. I just... was remembering Anakin, that’s all.” Leia sighed and laid her hand on her mother’s back, rubbing it gently, “Dad would be proud of everything you’ve done, mom.” She began to tear up as she pulled Leia into a tight hug, “I hope so. It’s been about 20 years and it still doesn’t feel right,” silent tears fell down her cheeks into her daughter’s bunned hair.
“I’m proud of you, Leia. If you were to be trained within the Order now, you’d be the same age your father was when he became a Jedi Knight, and when he married me...” she sniffled, wiping her tears. Leia smiled softly, holding her mom’s hand, “Do you think he’d be proud of me, too?”
“I know he would,” she rubbed her fingertips against hers, “He would pull you into the tightest hug, spin you a little and say softly, ‘That’s my baby girl,’” she replied, her voice cracking slightly. Leia began to tear up as she hugged her back, “I wish I knew him...” she said softly. “I wish so too, babe, so bad...” Y/n sighed. But I won’t let his memory be in vain. Let’s go look at these plans and destroy that Death Star, yeah?”
Leia and Y/n walked to the main board room, seeing how the map was already up on display. “General Jonas, we’ve been examining the Death Star plans. They’re on screen now,” one of her commanding officers recited. “Good, thank you, officer. Have we discovered a weak point yet? Or at least some form of entry point?”
“No, ma’am. We haven’t studied long enough. There are many ways in, but all most likely heavily guarded. We will have to find a way to go under the radar without getting detected, somehow,” he replied. She nodded, walking closer to examine it. She closed her eyes and felt out through the Force for some answer. No surprise to her, she could barely feel anything at all but an empty void. Ever since Anakin had died, she had felt more distanced from the Force than ever. Maybe she and Anakin possessed a rare Dyad, or maybe she had simply lost touch with the Force; but no matter what she did, she was nowhere near as powerful in the Force as she used to be.
“Alert me if you find anything, Officer, I would love to have this Death Star in shambles by the end of the month,” Y/n left to walk out and to ask Obi-Wan on the matter. “Yes, ma’am,” he responded, turning back to his computer to get back to work.
Elsewhere, Leia was pacing in Luke’s room, grumbling to herself, “I know Obi-Wan has taught us to not let our emotions guide us, but I can’t when it comes to him. He killed our father, he should be dead!” Leia huffed in anger, collapsing down onto her twin’s bed.
Luke grunted in response, his mouth full of food still, “It’s not like you can take him on yourself. You’d die!” he said, or at least, sounded like he said. “I will not let the lives of those lost who got us the plans in the first place’s memories die. We wouldn’t be this close to planning an attack without their sacrifices. Moreover, Mom has had these plans for two days now, and she hasn’t done a single thing about it!” Leia responded quickly. Luke shrugged, “Leia. Be real. It’s not like we can steal a ship and fly to the Death Star, find it’s a weak point, and get back in time for dinner.”
Leia sat up, looking at Luke as if he had just committed mass murder. “...What?” Luke asked warily. Leia grinned, “That’s it! We’ll do just that, Luke! We’ll take one of mom’s ships, fly around the death star undetected and find weak entry points, and get back like we were never even gone!”
“Leia, you can not be serious right now!” Luke gasped, setting his food down, “We can’t do this, we could get in so much trouble! Or spotted!”
“Do you want to sit idly while our mother and uncle do nothing, whereas our Father’s murderer is out on the lose on that moon!” Leia snapped at him. He narrowed his eyes, “That’s no moon, Leia. Also, no, I don’t! But do we have a choice? No. We’re staying here.”
“No, we’re leaving. Whether I go alone is up to you entirely, but at this point, I just want the man who killed my father dead,” Leia said, glaring at him. Luke huffed, “You think I don’t want him dead, too? But we are children, we literally can’t do anything!”
“We are 19 years old and I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to sit at home here and wait for Vader to kill more innocent people,” Leia frowned, crossing her arms. “I really need you with me, Luke. But I get it if you don’t go.” she stood up, grabbing her stuff to leave when Luke grumbled “Wait!” under his breath. “I’ll... go. Just to protect you. But this is a bad idea, and I don’t want to get caught,” he raised a brow to her. Leia grinned and hugged Luke tightly, “Thank you, thank you! You won’t regret this! But bring your lightsaber maybe, just in case?”
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“What do you mean, YOU LET THEM GO?” Y/n snapped to C3-PO, enraged. Threepio raised his hands in defense, “I couldn’t stop them, mistress! I tried my best, I swear!”
“You let my children go confront Vader ALONE? You’re so lucky I don’t shut you down for that!” she growled, shoving past him with Obi-Wan following close behind her. “Oh, dear. I’m doomed,” Threepio whined.
“We have to go after them, we... I can’t... I can’t lose my kids,” Y/n said nervously, starting to pace once Obi got close. “Y/n, calm down sweetheart. I need you to breathe and think,” Obi said, holding onto her shoulders gently. “If we go, we have an equal chance of being caught since they’ll already be on high alert.”
She sighed heavily, shaking her head, “I hate you for being so levelheaded and smart, Obi,” she frowned. “That’s my specialty,” he winked. “Now, we need to stop and make sure that we can pull this rescue off without risking our lives, too.”
Meanwhile, at the Death Star, Vader was summoned by his leading captain because of an alert of an enemy ship flying nearby. “Bring them in, search them. They may know General Jonas.” “Yes, My Lord.”
Vader turned to leave the bridge towards the docking bay, to meet his guests personally. As he walked, his mind was filled with visions and memories from his dream the night before. Of her.
He sighed heavily, picking up speed as he neared the docking bay. Passing a group of stormtroopers, he pushed past them to be in front, crossing his arms. The door opened, and two stormtroopers walked out holding a young girl and boy, yelling at them to let go of them.
As soon as Vader looked at the two, he felt something... strange. A certain presence in the Force he had never felt before. What is this? Why do they feel familiar?
Vader dropped his arms, walking forward and raising his hand to stop the troopers, “Who are you? And why were you near my Death Star?”
His unmerciful, robotic voice rumbled through their chests, terrifying them. In all their years, they had never seen something so cold and unforgiving. “Don’t be petrified, answer me if you want to live,” Vader challenged, staring right at the boy.
“You killed our father,” Leia’s voice was cold, sad, and broken. She knew this was a bad idea, but it was too late now. “I wanted revenge.”
“You’ll have to forgive me, my princess, but I’ve killed many men. Your father was just another tick on my list, whoever he may be.”
“You son of a—!” Luke yelled, rushing to jump at him when the stormtroopers all turned their weapons on him, making him stop. Vader growled, “Insolent children. I don’t think you know who I am, truly. I’d crush you in a heartbeat, but seeing as you could have something of use to me... take them away, both of them,” Vader commanded. The two shouted in disagreement, and Vader simply stood and watched them struggle.
“You bitch! You’ll pay for what you did to our dad!” Luke yelled as he was taken away. Vader rolled his eyes from under the mask and walked back to his quarters. He knelt on the floor, taking his mask off as he called out to his Emperor through the force.
“What do you want, Lord Vader?” Palpatine growled, looking down at Vader’s hologram. “I felt something through the Force a few moments ago. My new hostages... they seem to be strong with it.”
“Really? Are you sure, my apprentice?”
“Yes, Master. More sure than anything.”
“Well, you know what you must do. Kill them. They could be Jedi if they tried opposing you,” Palpatine smirked. “They’re only children, which means they’re newer Jedi. Someone had to have trained them.”
“Children never stopped you before, don’t let it stop you now. Do it.”
“...Yes, my Master.” Vader ended the holomessage, sighing.
“Who are you two...?” he asked himself, reaching out through the Force and feeling they were still there.
Strange.
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